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A60603 Carmen triumphale, or, Englands triumph for her restored libertie with White-Halls speech to her royal master, Charles the second King of Great Britain, France and Ireland : also her sad complaint against the pretended Committee of Safety, Rumpers, and the rest of those cruel tyrants, and the unjust judges, who not only defaced and spoiled her stately buildings, but also unjustly condemned her to be sold : with two short panagyricks to the Right Honourable the city of London, and the University of Cambridge / by William Smith, Gent. Smith, William, 17th cent. 1660 (1660) Wing S4273; ESTC R13222 3,283 9

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Carmen Triumphale OR ENGLANDS TRIUMPH FOR Her Restored LIBERTIE WITH WHITE-HALLS SPEECH to her Royal Master CHARLES the Second KING of Great BRITAIN FRANCE and IRELAND Also her sad Complaint against the pretended Committee of Safety Rumpers and the rest of those Cruel Tyrants and unjust Judges who not only defaced and spoiled Her Stately Buildings but also unjustly condemned her to be sold With two short Panagyricks to the Right Honourable the City of LONDON and the University of CAMBRIDGE Nunquam LIBERTAS gratior extat Quam sub REGE pio Claudianus By WILLIAM SMITH Gent. LONDON Printed for W. Jones 1660. Englands Triumph FOR Her Restored Liberties THough the refulgent and Illustrious Light Of this high Theam might blind my duller sight Though the more serious more acute Essays Of able Pens might be just Remora's To my attempts this Long-expected Day Commands that I these grateful lines should pay My active Muse this joyful Time inspires And warms my Soul with more then usual fires But stay my Muse what beastly Creature 's this This terrour-causing Goblin Sure it is Not that three shapt Cymera we are told Of by the ancient Poets For behold 'T is headless wants both Body Legs and Arms Good Dr. Faustus bring your strongest charmes Your strongest for your best will scarce prevaile I doubt to conjure this deformed Tayle This Tayl compos'd of Haslerigs Charity Of Vains Religion Martins Chastity Of Nevills Athiesm with those mighty pair Of Horns Lord Mounso● on his Front doth near Of Tom Scots Secretary-ship and Lechery Of Fleetwoods Tears for his late Excellency Of Whitlocks Justice of that Mercy that Lisle did extend to Hewit when he sat Grand Butcher in Nols Inquisition with That Fury far worse than the Publick Faith The Good Old Cause This long-liv'd Rump did dare With an uncivil Civil War to tear These Nations and with damned Votes did make The State to tremble and the Church to quake And did benight us in a wildernesse Of frantick Lights and new-born Herisies At last All-seeing Heaven compassion took And on sad England cast a milder look Then with a tongue that never spoke in vain You may imagine she us'd such a strain Monster more monstrous then what Africk breeds Devouring Hydra with his many Heads Far more prodigious then that ugly Snake Alcides slew in the Lernaean Lake Be gone to duskie shades of silent Night No more no more the pure Celestial Light Contaminate with your sulphurious breath Be gone to th' unfrequented shades of Death Upon the Stygian Banks a thousand yeares Possest with horrour care-infusing fears Wander avaunt Fury with many heads Vanish 't is all commanding Heaven that bids This said these proud imperious Bassaes streight Whose all-ore-breaking Rage the sollid weight Of Englands Sacred Rights and Ancient Lawes Ne're could restrain with their dissembling Cause And spurious brood of base dissembling Jacks Of Jenizaries and of Sansiacks Wereby a cleansing purging Northern wind Swept clear away and nothing left behind Then did Aurora from her Rosie Bed Rising her Purple blushing Mantle spread Ore our Horizon then the Day-Star clear Enlightned our long-shadowed Hemisphere And having shone a while resignes his Ray And re-enthrones our long desired Day But hold what pleasing Musick 's this I hear O how it doth entice my ravisht ear Oh how the Thundring Drums and Trumpets sound whose heart rejoycing notes do not confound My mind with dreadful Taratantara's No angry yet well-rankt Batalia's Amaze my wondring eys what need I fear These Londons peaceful Militia are This gallant Body to Hide-Park now goes Hide-Park appointed for the Rendevouz Where Englands choisest * Heroes grac'd the Field And in well practic'd hands their Pikes then held Imperial Vienna's walls did not See better Horse or braver bands of Foot When Charls the Fift that famous Army drew 'gainst the great Solyman and his numerous crew Now roaring volleys now loud shouts do tear With Skies-ascending noise the Ambient Ayre With the shril sound Westminster Abbey rings The sacred Reliques of our ancient Kings This thundring Eccho now awakes yea then Our third and greatest Edward thought again Of Chresceys fearful field that prosperous Fift That valiant Heroe Henry then did lift Up his blest head wondring to hear a sound That would the noise of Agincourt have drownd An end draws nigh the time conducting Sun His thrice auspitious glorious course hath run Now doth the dark incroaching might display Her sable curtains and excludes the Day Commanding all to leave th' adjacent Plain And joyfully home to retire again Where we will leave them till the next great Day With brisk Lyaeus washing cares away Aurora rising in the Purple East The Humid Night and Radiant Stars defac't When our great Senate do resolve to bring Back and enthrone our lawful Royal King † Prolaiming that his Majesty shall Reign Of Britain France and Ireland Soverign Now this long-wished joyful joyful * Day Its heart reviving Splendour doth display The Sacred beams of Majesty draw near And Loyal hearts with their bright Influence chear Now favouring Heaven doth her assistance lend The flying Clouds commanding to discend In dust-allaying drops more precious than That showre on Danae's Lap Jove once did rain Wonder not Mortalls why these drops fall now Th' obsequious Clouds but their Allegiance show Englands brave Gentry should in rank stand here As they in Order did this Day appear I would thrice noble Cylly here relate Thy Regal Splendor and unusual State If time and want of room did not restrain My now to this one sheet confined Pen When White-hall knew his Sacred Majestie Within th' enclosure of her Walls to be Raising her lofty Tower-environed Head Imagine thus although scarce heard she said Welcome Great Master Royal Charles you are Thrice welcome now and you Illustrious Pair Of High-born Princes welcome are when I Behold you all O how I leap for Joy My Turrets all would bow a willing head To Kisse the ground whereon your feet do tread How long Great Sir have I been desolate Wanting the luster of a Regal State Of a triumphant train and grand resort Attending alwaies on my Princes Court How long did Earth-born Villains me possess How long a Sultan and a Sultanesse How long did Red-Coats in my Chambers sleep How long did me the Safe Committie keep Alas I was condemned to be sold And to be turned into good red Gold For the all-searching Rumps an art did know Which the best Chymist never yet could doe To Metamorphise houses Parkes and all Into their pockets and to make them fall But this Day clears all doubts for this blest Day Men Women Children utmost joy display Yea I believe that harmless Infants are Drunk with conceit of joy Long may you here Live and with a peace-giving hand restore That splendour to me which I had before She said when loud triumphant valleys tear With thundring Ecchoes the transparent Ayre The smoke of roaring Canons banish Light And flaming Bonefires do begin the Night To the City of LONDON c. Pardon Illustrious City if I say 'T was thou which caused this their happy Day If thy life giving hand had not assay'd To lend a never-discontinued aid To this desired change this rising Light Had scarce dispel'd our long-tempestuous Night How high great City did thy glory rise When valiant Walworth's hand did sacrifice Those two pernicious * Rebells and their Cause To Englands just by them infringed Laws Thy long-unequal'd deeds Eclipsed lie Walworth now Londons worthies clear outvie Thy same thou sav'd the King and State t is true But London gives a King to England new Londons best Patriots your immortal Fame Your glorious acts and never dying Name Shall live whilst Londons Bridge to th' sea gives Laws And Neptunes time-observing Surges aws Whilst through reed-bearing Banks Thames gently slides And in a series of Meanders glides Towards Thetis kinder bosom whilst his Rays All-seeing Phaebus at his rise displays On the once far renowned structure of Old Paul its now become our greatest scoffe With grateful hands succeeding times shall rear Up fame-preserving Statues to declare If these our present times ingrateful prove To your immortal Names their ardent Love To the University of Cambridge c. Now Alma Mater from the ashes raise Thy head adorned with Apollos Bays From thy Syderial Face wipe of those tears Which furrowed have thy cheekes these twice ten years Thy discomposed long unordered Haire And dangling locks dresse as some time they were Thy Nectar-yielding Cup shall now oreflow And to it shall the Cornu-copia how Thy night dispelling Sun shall further shine Then the cold Arcticke or Antarctick Line By armed Rage and Ignorance no more Shall thy best Sons from thy kind breast be tore Now O thrice noble * House thy sacred wood And polisht stones once taken to make good Defensive Rampers great Apollo shall With his well-tun'd melodious Harp recall Amphion like and make them to repair The rising walls of thy intended square FINIS * The Right Hononrable the Earl of Winchelsey M.G. Massey and Ald. Bunce c. Trailed Pikes there Turkish Hist. of Solyman the Mag. † The discrpition of this days Solemnity is omited because described in 〈◊〉 her place by a worthy and learned Pen * May 29 * Jack straw and Wat Tyler * Clare Hall