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A59351 The triumphs of London performed on Monday Octob. 30th, 1693, for the entertainment of the Right Honourable Sir William Ashurst, Knight, lord mayor of the city of London : containing a true description of the several pageants : with the speeches spoken on each pageant, all set forth at the proper costs and charges of the worshipful Company of Merchant-Taylors : together with the festival songs for His Lordship and the Companies diversion / by E.S. Settle, Elkanah, 1648-1724.; Merchant Taylors' Company (London, England) 1693 (1693) Wing S2723; ESTC R25618 9,503 23

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in which His Lordship deals into Foraign Countries This stately Vessel bears all her Guns with Antients and Pendants Streamers Flaggs Standarts Tackling Braces Bowls Cables Anchors Sayls and Cordages and all sort of Rigging appertaining to a Merchant-Man of that Burden being richly gilded and painted with all her Waste Cloaths On board this Ship are a Captain and his Mate a Bosewain and Mariner each man at work some at the main Tack others at the main Braces others the Bowlings some climbing up to the Main-top others siting cross the Yard-Arms Others with Quarter Canns drinking the King and Queens Health the Lord Mayors and the Honourable Companies with Guns fireing Shouts Huzahs and Acclamations as the Expressions of their Joy for his Lordship's Inauguration and their Dutiful salutes to welcome him to the Chair with Songs and Trumpets sounding proper to the Action and the Honour of the Merchant-Taylors The Captain with his Crew placing themselves on the Quarter-Deck drest in Indian silks with rich Fur Caps attired like Sea-faring men the Bosewain having given his signal by a whistle and commanded silence the Syrens being placed in the Sea leave off their melodious Musick and display their Bannors whilst the Captain accosts his Lordship STrike Saylor strike Your Homaging Topsayls lower And humbly vaile to yond commanding Power That awful Power that fills our swelling Sayl And whose kind Smile lends all our prosperous Gale Our duteous Tribute Sir is all Your Due Our Canvass Wings are only plumed for You For You alone our Tritons Trumpets sound And our pleas'd Nereids Dance their watry round And if when Your Great Name of Honour calls The rattling Musick from our wooden Walls Does with her loudest Mouths of Thunder roar 'T is to salute the Lord that rules our Shore But what alas i th' Triumphs of this Day Can my poor Flags and humble Pinnace Pay To You that guide a prouder Helm than Mine Glory that does with brighter Streamers shine And since our fair Metropolis's Command Is lodg'd in such an Honourable Hand The safe Augusta shall no Shipwrack fear Whilst so much Virtue her great Bark shall stear The Fifth Pageant The ARCADIAN PLAIN WIthin this large Plain are Eleven or Twelve Figures all cloath'd in their proper Habits as Nymphs and Shepherds of Arcadia with gilded Streamers and Bannors being the Ensigns of Honour of the Worthy Members of the Honourable Company Amongst these is Industry a Spinning and several of the Shepherdesses some Carding and some Cutting of Wooll and all Singing and Dancing when the Matron or Mistress of the Family calls from Work they having all their Scrips and Wallets Bottles of Leather and Baskets with Shepherds Crooks and Straw Hats and Garlands of Flowers round their Heads the Pageant being all ornamented suitable to so rural a place and enliven'd with variety of Pastoral Musick accordingly In the Front of this pleasant Plain is planted a gilded Lyon the Plain all strewed with Greens and Flowers and other Ornaments befitting the place and also proper for so Noble an Augmentation that was given from one of the Kings of England out of his own Imperial Arms in Honour of the Worshipful Company of Merchant-Taylors for some very Illustrious Acts of Chivalry performed by the Famous and Noble Sir John Hawkwood once a Member of this Royal Society whereof has been Eleven Kings Twenty two Princes and Dukes Twenty seven Bishops Forty seven Earls Seventy seven Lords and Barons besides Ninteen Lord Mayors to this present Year who all received the Honour of Knighthood In the Rear of this Pageant is seated on a Throne a Soldier under a Royal Canopy as the Arms of the Honourable Company attended on each hand by two Persons in Parliamentary Robes who addresses his Speech to his Lordship himself representing that Famous and Memorable Hawkwood BEhold before me on these Verdant Plains ' The Crooks the Fleece the Wheel the Nymphs and Swains All Homagers to the Merchant-Taylors Name Thir Rural Reeds the Trumps of Your fair Fame And whilst these Sons of Peace i th' Front appear Your Hawkwood Son of War brings up the Rear Hawkwood who that bold Martial Champion stood Whose once Illustrious Feats in Fields of Blood In Your Rich Scutcheon fixt that fair Renown A borrow'd Lyon from the British Crown But why do we revive old Hawkwood's Name When we have a Younger Nobler Heir of Fame Your Lorship whose Renown outvies his poorer Story Who dare as much for Truth as Hawkwood durst for Glory A SONG I. TO sing the Renown of the brave Merchant-Taylors Come blow a fresh Gale Boys and Hey jolly Saylors For weell merrily troll All around round the Pole Wee ll cut the Sea through And bring home the Wealth of the Indian Peru. For the World has no Lord but the Merchant alone And the whole Phenix Nest Boys is all but Your own Then i th' Triumphs of the Day To the Merchants wee ll pay Our heartiest Zeal and Devotion Wee ll sing and wee ll laugh And the Bowls that we quaff Shall hold a whole Iittle little Ocean II Wee ll cut through the Line Boys then hey merry Saylors From Cancer to Capricorn bold Merchant-Taylors 'T is for You the North Swain Drives the Great Charles his Wain The Star at the Pole For You lends the Needle her whole Life and Soul Whilst the Sun in the Skyes and the Stars in their Glory Are all but Your Linkboys to travel before You. Then c. III. To the jolly God Cupid do Mortals build Altars And sing Loves soft Chorus in sweet Virgin Psalters Does the Beauty Divine In its whole Glory shine Tho' bright as the Morn 'T is the Merchants rich Wardrobes proud Venus adone Her downy foft Sweets all but his rich Perfumes And our Mistresses shrine but in his borrow'd Plumes Then c. IV. In City and Country both Profit and Pleasu●● Come all from the Hoard of the Merchants rich Treasure Even the poor Country Cloun When he comes up to Town No sooner he goes To buy a new Topknot for Peggy and Rose But merrily home again home he trips down And thanks the kind Merchant for Jo●ns Wedding Gown Then c. V. Do we drink a brisk Health to Great William and Mary In blushing fair Claret or smiling Canary When the Conduits run Wine What 's the Nectar Divine That cheers up our Souls But the Merchants rich Juice Boys that Sparks in our Bowls And the proud Golden Goblet we drink in 's no more Than a Relick a Relick from the Merchants fair Store 〈◊〉 c. The Pageantry concluding the Lord Mayor and the whole Train move off to Dinner which finishes the Solemnity of the Day FINIS
THE Triumphs of London Performed on Monday Octob. 30 th 1693. FOR THE Entertainment of the Right Honourable Sir William Ashurst Knight LORD MAYOR of the City of LONDON CONTAINING A True Description of the several Pageants with the Speeches Spoken on each Pageant All set forth at the proper Costs and Charges of the WORSHIPFUL COMPANY of Merchant-Taylors Together with The Festival SONGS for His Lordship and the Companies Diversion By E. S. Published by Authority LONDON Printed by J Orme And are to be Sold by Benjamin Johnson near St. Paul's Church-Yard 1693. To the RIGHT HONOURABLE Sir William Ashurst Knight LORD MAYOR of the City of LONDON MY LORD IN the present Solemnity of Your Lordship's Inauguration never was Entry made to that fair Post of Honour under more Expectations than from Your Lordship nor more Confidence of seeing those Expectations answered 'T is not only the more unthinking Crowd of Homagers those cheaper Lips salute You but Judgment and Sense have their Eyes fixt upon You as fully satisfied that You bring those ample Qualifications for Our Metropolitan Royal Representative that never Chapplet more fitted the Brow that wears it And as no little Illustration to the eminent Figure that so much Worth must make I may justly say of Your Lordship That Authority as it never approach'd a Fairer so it never entred under a more Prideless Roof than Your Lordship's For never certainly was Power more affable nor Command more familiar Your State and Your Regalia wait You no farther than Your Chair which more troublesome formal Attendants of Office are instantly dismist and Your more genuine softer Train all Your Sweetnesses of Conversation and the condescending Graces of Courtesie Goodness and Humanity are called in as Your gentler and nearer Menials And to all these there runs that Bravery of Spirit through You a Glory so particularly Your own that in all the Knees that bend before You You give an occasion to Thank wherethey Pray Your Lordships more generous Goodness is not worshipt by empty Gazers only but by a more sensible Zeal and Devotion But not to instance the acknowledgments of Duty and Gratitude the Addresses and Panegyricks You receive where You have bestowed Smiles and showr'd Favours Those are no more than the payment of Debts that are owing You and Greatness and Power every day meet such Homage No my Lord Your Lordship's Virtue soars a pitch yet higher a Virtue so attractive as creates You Votaries at a much farther distance For Your Lordship has reacht a Character so universally Grateful that You are every where honoured even where you never obliged And indeed 't is no more than the Common Justice of mankind to pay that Esteem to so noble and publick spirited a Principle as Your Lordship 's Your Lordship that think Your self made for the World as well as the World for You and consequently not like too many rising Favourites of Fortune that look no higher than home to be Rich to themselves and Poor to all mankind besides You make it an equal if not larger part of Your Ambition to hoard a fair Name as well as a fair Mass to leave behind You. But in all Your Personal Accomplishments to furnish out the Magistrate Your Lordships innate Gallantry and Honour are in a high measure owing to Your Generous Extract and as Generous Education Derivative from Your Veins and suckt in from Your Cradle Your Lordship that possibly has that extraordinary Advantage that Additional Weight in your Scale a Blazon so rare or at least not in every City Coat as to descend from that fair Original the Ashursts of Ashurst a Family that brought in the Gentility in their Blood and the Normand Fleur de Lis's in their Scutcheon with the First Great William and have ever since continued in that unbroken Chain both of Fortune and Reputation as has trod as near the Heels of Nobility as any First Rank Gentry in England And as one Honorable Derivative more of Your Lordship's Your Ancestors have been constant Assertors and Champions of Religion and Virtue Witness Your Lordship's Uncle in the Reign of King Charles the First who then High Sheriff of Lancashire had the hardy Christian Courage as to lay a Criminal by the Heels for the violation of the Sabbath day though a Transgressor in that kind and at that time within the Verge of Priviledge under the Umbrage and Protection of the then newly publisht Metropolitan Canterbury License and Authority But whilst my weak Oratory the meanest Trumpet of a Renown so conspicuous is only repeating of what all Tongues are already filled with I beseech You to believe That this Epistle is not addrest to the Right Honourable Your Lordship but the Right Worthy Sir William not any tributary Devoir to the Greatness You wear for a Year but the great Soul You wear always For as Your Lordship 's present Dignity is not presented You as a Gift but paid You as a Reward under that consideration to level at the true Object of our Veneration we must look beyond the Robe You wear to the Merit that put it on For the Foundation of True Honour is like that of the Pyramide The Basis is always larger than the Pinnacle that Crowns it 'T is in that capacity as both an Honour to the City and an Ornament to Your Country I Congratulate Your Lordship's Accession to Your Praetorian Chair and our proud Metropolis's Happiness in such a Member and such a Magistrate being with no little Pride MY LORD Your Lordship 's Most Devoted and most Obedient Servant E. SETTLE TO THE HONOURABLE COMPANY OF Merchant-Taylors Gentlemen WHEN I address to You as Merchant-Taylors that very Name alone without my particular Survey of the collected Body of so Honourable a Company is enough to take up no little part both of my Speculation and Veneration For do we visit the utmost Reach and Extents of Land and Sea make the very boundless Ocean a Tributary to the narrower Thames and bring home the Wealth of the Universe to our own Doors Who but the Merchant is that commission'd Purveyour and travelling Treasurer What 's the whole Mass and Wealth of Ransact Nature but his rich Hoard The very Jemms of Crowns and Robes of Kings Their Ermyn and their Purple their Pearls and their Rubies are all but his Richer Cargo Do the glittering Pallaces of Monarchs in all their Lustre and Magnificence so dazle our weak Eyes Their Splendor is no more than the Oar refined from the Merchants Mint and their Embroydery but his Drapery being all first the Riches of His Wooden Walls before they are the Ornaments of their Marble Roofs What is the Merchant but the Surrounder and Circler of the spacious Globe that draws the only Lines of Communication betwixt the Conversing and Commercing Regions of the Earth Were it not for the Merchant we had lived altogether in an unsociable World Our very next Neighbourhood had been a downright Terra-Incognita to us whilst pent