faithful Angels ' cause they this refuse Most holy men that Pill they durst not take But must their people and their friends forsake All godly ones that vain Inchantment hate Oathes against Oathes but now what cares the State Yet for their Livings many after in Did come and take it sure it was their sin Though some were couzen'd and others did for fear Yet peace of Conscience sure is very dear In all three Kingdoms some they did repent And for their own Kings bloud they did relent Study revenge and venture all again In England Scotland Ireland and the Main King Charls proclaim'd in Scotland there first own'd And then in Ireland most long'd to see him Crown'd Ormond and Inchequin doe both appear But yet successe doth not attend them there The fault not theirs the time it was not come To reckon for King Charls his Martyrdome Cromwel is sent to use his jugling there By Money or Deceit so every where He conquers all and then again returns By blood revenge for power his spirit burns Pleads Providence and Mercy God's in all Rides on successfull to his deadly fall The powder blast in Tower-street did tell The Act of new Ingagement came from hell Gallant Montrosse he sadly is defeated And of his life not Honour sadly cheated Against all Oathes and Covenants Nol enters Then Kingly Scotland where his blood he venters Gods Justice by this Rod them punishing For brave Montresse and yeelding up their King Gods ways are just though secret he 's more filthy Yet he must punish them that are lesse guilty His hand 's in all the Treasons and the blood And yet pretends his heart is holy good Thus by Gods hand the wicked they are made To punish wickednesse that cursed trade As Tamberlain did Bajazet so hee For blood by blood paies home their treachery For after quarter at Dunbar hee slayes Thousands and then lifts up his hands and prayes When Papists conquer Papists then they sing Te Deum bad cause when prosper'd is a thing Too high for men to dive into admire Those things in which it's dangerous to aspire An enemy in straights turns desperate mad To dye or conquer ventures all hee had The Scots leave Edenbourgh Noll buyes the Castle Money 's a bait more cursed was that Rascle Some men are good at buying and at selling No conscience speaks when they are money telling With courage and with valour some are brave For war as any Royal Prince can have Some for Religion also zealous are Cromwel out-vyes them all that 's very rare The other Garrisons do mercy cry To Cromwel though they curse his victory King Charls most solemnly was crown'd at Schoon In Scotland enters England August Moon Comes in with his like Lambs doing no harm Not for provision then the Rump doth storm Nolls Gold 's in Leaselyes heart To Woster comes King Charls and 's Scots and there beats up his Drums Some Welch-men fear their fortunes for to try Base Mackworth doth deny him Shrewsbury Now Love and Gibbons dye the Heavens thundring The Rump is harder than Rocks men are wondring Oh that thy love had temper'd more thy zeal Blest Christopher thy parts they did reveal Great gifts of Grace thy Ministry was sound Sweet powerful plain and yet in all profound Thou art betray'd by those that Fast with thee And humbly seek the Lord pretendingly And by some of thine own coat art betray'd And yet of their injustice not afraid The Court th'Atturney Death doth not thee fright Thy Faith and Covenant to deny that 's right Gibbons is trapt to bee thy grand Compeer To dye with thee to go to Heaven dear Loves dearest friends some smal reprieves did get This his temptation his wife and children yet Often Petition the Babe unborn did cry Pitty my Father do not let him dye Thy Ministry and life was very dear Thou dyest i' th' Rumps terrorem not in fear Thanks learned Hales that did o'rethrow the Charge Though that thy time to study it was not large Thou stood condemned by those cruel men Though not by God nor thy own conscience then Th' High Court thou didst not fear nor the long Sword Scaffold nor Axe supported by Gods Word Only for writing to brave Massey gone To Scotland for to fetch King Charls to 's home Some Priests were bold and stout yet some did turn Some Preached worse than Love yet would not burn God did provide for Loves posterity Though some are slackned with timidity Noll comes from Scotland with his Red-coats Tyrod Whom Satan drives let him not be admired The King is kept in play doth not advance By Scotish cheats but not by ignorance The Rump now scorn the Kings Just Rights to yeeld At fatal Woster Noll hee wins the Field And yet Great Charls our King hee hath the Honour That 's braver than success God was his Banner The Kings preserv'd by Gods most sacred hand The King of Kings conveyes him out o' th' Land So great a Miracle sure was never seen Since Christ the Rump they had such envious spleen Malice and power successes and what not Blest God thou sav'dst the King though not the Scot My Muse is here amaz'd what had hee done Young Crowned Charls such hazards for to run But that our God makes him a Saint most fit To rule for God when on our Throne hee 's set How strict was their curst search the Mercy more In thy escape Great King thy God adore Noll up to London comes the sects him praise Such blood can never True Just Honour raise Septembers third doth twice give Noll the day And yet Septembers third takes Noll away To reckon for Kings blood Rebellion Treason Though Needam's Interest lye it 's Gods best season As yet Noll serves the Rump but also sees His time to pay them justly all their Fees God's just when hee in justice home doth pay Traitors with Treason Rebels Rebels slay Such men to prosper both by Sea and Land In all three Kingdomes severe was Gods just hand They do behead brave Earl of Derby true Who died a Christian though some liv'd the Jew Sir Tim. Fetherston Haugh at Chester eke Beheaded is and Bembo stout and meek At Shrewsbury more of the Royal Train At Woster and besides murdered and slain Brought up like Hogs in droves starv'd beaten then Beyond Sea sent like slaves and not like men The Hollander's twice beaten by the Rump And eke the French now both no more are Trump Dunkirk is also by the Spaniard taken By the help of th' Rump though after that forsaken Blake worsted by the Dutch yet after worsted Some think that they should not of all be trusted For in the Levant Seas our English Fleet Destroyed by the Dutch for them it was most meet The Dutch are Protestants and should bee kinde But that in this great Art they were purblinde Spain first did own the Rump for their own ends But Spain to King and Princes made amends In
grand Nol makes all the world afraid How many seem to bless when as they curse Nol cares not so that hee have power and purse How did his Parlaments and himself agree How did his several speeches made to three Concur and with his Recognition more Prayes and protests and swears makes up the score Hee prospers every where by Sea and Land Makes Holland's Trump to gravel in the Sand Although at St. Domingo there 's a losse Yet at Jamaica doth the Spaniard crosse Success at home and eke success abroad Makes his Aspirings not to fear the Rod At Sancta Cruze the Spanish Fleet 's attempted Silver 's brought home at Eriff they 're borned What shall wee say count not Success a God It is some times Gods just and heavy Rod Some Levellers before were of Nols breeding Burford Breakfast Nol Doctors them with bleeding Stout Lilbourn John opposed all and stands For Law and pleads ' gainst all these mens commands Hee suffers much still discontented that Hee 's not set up and doth hee cares not what Lilbourn lyes here whom many thought was mad Hee dyed a Quaker buried at Bedlam sad This Mock-King Noll of new found Lords a House Sets up some scarce fore this not worth a Louse The Royal Ministers Noll out did fling From Means and Office both prohibiting From teaching School and eke from Chaplains being So buries them alive these acts God seeing Some Obadiah's in a Cave them feed Preserv'd from Ahab though the Church did bleed Who for the Churches good no seed is sowing The Churches God takes him away with blowing Thus Civil Prelates silence Priests a thing Prodigious strange an Antichristian string With Kings and states abroad by force or cunning Noll makes his peace most men by Craft out runing In most Agreements Noll was still disgracing Our Royal Princes Traitors still are placing Themselves in others Rights hee domineers And Trophies of our slavery up rears Without Divinity Divines up setting That worshipped his Calves and prais'd his getting Abroad a Devil most men so him thinking At home worse then a Machavil hee 's stinking Into a black base Instrument Noll Changes Our Lawes and over Kingdomes three Noll Ranges Upon Intelligence abroad much spends At home hee Rackt us almost to our ends A Saint in show grand Holiness pretending Great outward parts and Gifts but never mending By which hee cosens good men by power and threats Inslaves the rest and both sides sweetly cheates Never did Machavil bring to passe such things By seeming Holiness gainst the best of Kings The Brewer makes the Dray-man Knight a thing Prodigious proud low men made Lords to string Noll to the Crown here 's seen a fiery nos'd King And fat a Queen the Levellers did sing Hangs a great Room as badges of his Ruling That strangers they might see his hold footing What Justice Goodness or what religious thing Could wee expect from him that kill'd his King But God doth Justice and his power shewes How hee in time dissemblers overthrowes Once Sworn Proclaim'd again sworn at 's Installing Base Herods Conscience alwayes fears a falling Plots and makes Treason and thereby others killing Nol and his Officers their Coffers filling A damned Toleration hee admitting Thinks that the way to make him faster fitting After blest Hewets death Nol no way thriving Septembers third the wind away him driving Good people cry'd God's just this dismal thing And stormy wind makes way for Charls our King I cannot passe blest Hewits martyrdome Without some service offerd at his Tomb. O he within Anagram most clear For this our blessed holy Martyr dear Without is sorrow for without is sin He 's above both for O he is within The O is ours but the within is his The losse is ours but his within is blisse While we are out forgive us Lord our sin With Saints and Martyrs that wee may get in Within the Temple of eternal rest Within with Christ Kings Priests and with the best Of Prophets too of Martyrs Saints and those With whom the world 's not worthy for to close Within the highest Court of Righteousnesse Where Christ hath cloath'd him with his faithfulnesse Where he shall never dye again because He pleaded not at Summum Jus his laws It was his honour that he thus should dye His Master-like by Judge and Jury high He mounts the Scaffold claspes the block and smiles At the keen Axe ' cause free from Satans wiles His conscience clear his face most bright did shine Fitted for Angels was this blest Divine A Doctor here for Learning Grace and Love A Martyr there receiv'd in Heaven above Preaching and praying his last acts of Grace Are chang'd to praising 'fore Gods blessed face Since Christ till Charls such justice hath not bin King Priests and Saints thus murtherd ne'r was seen Thanks base O. P. H. C. B. Hangman Axe Although i' th' Church you make a Parallax Our stars of highest magnitude are gone And still you daringly keep out the Son God of his Grace hath chang'd his Scene to joy Above the Court th' Atturney and the annoy Of lawlesse high injustice spectators all Might see his glory when you made him fall Let us repent for why within he is There let him rest safe in eternal blisse His dearest Lady and his children dear Have lost a Husband and Father here His Church their Pastor humble meek and holy Who dyed for Truth and not for Treasons folly But see how God injustice doth repay Nol ne'r had rest from that great Martyrs day He now rejoyces safe within in glory Let after Ages still record his story So let him rest till God reveal of men Counsels hearts both how they die when For that pretended Treason more do dye To make up Nols account of cruelty Cheap-side Tower-Hill and the Exchange do show That Nol he had no mercy here below Drawn Hang'd and Quarter'd is the English Law For Traitors God will these men by Justice draw For why he 's Just to dire account will bring For blood of Nobles Priests and of their King Repentance may prevent the curse of Hell If God have mercy on their souls it 's well My Muse ne'r heard of Olivers repenting Nor any of those Rump suters relenting Kings blood and Princes Nobles and Priests blood crying Might raise those winds that storm'd it at his dying The Protestants abroad Nol still was couzening With Protestants at home Nol still was jugling We fast and pray for poor Waldenses suffering Who cheats those Saints of Englands pious offering Nol and his crew which made us daily sing God send us home just Charls our gracious King Whilst Nol Protector thus did lye a dying Non-lustrious Joan doth mourn keeps a crying How shall I rule this grand unruly thing My Lord is dead they did betray the King Not so good Dame Nol's Sects and Army did That which both Gods and mans Laws did forbid A sad Catastrophe the people scorning From
and glorious for Kings Of Haeresie and Faction to break the springs T' Reform the Church proud Antichrist dispelling Then Christ in Grace will in our Church be dwelling Prophaneness punish'd and false worshipping Religion advanc'd and each holy thing That 's truly Protestant here flourishing No Romish Serpents Relicks nourishing All Popelings banish'd Gospel Bishops sing Glory to God and Grace unto our King Thus good Kings do for God his sacred Word 'S their Rule for Life and reign they would Gods Sword Peace Mercy Truth and Justice this will bring And then three Kingdomes joy in Charls our King No Power but the Power Omnipotent Could extricate us from that cursed Rent The Rump here made and from that grand confusion Both in the State and in the Church delusion Their Blood and Treason pillars of black smoak To drive from hence our God wee did invoke God heard and without any precious blood Hath chang'd the cruel sword for all our good In Kingly Power and Authority Doth shine th' eternal Gods blest Majesty In these sad times our Church was rent dividing Sect against Sect each one the other sleighting Of Discipline were divers names declaring Division and worser Sects all these out daring Report doth tell that all these Christ are preaching And yet their own Thoughts and Opinions teaching Some Truth may bee in most by Truths composing King Charls like God with Gospel Saints is clozing Satan sow'd Tares when as the Priests were sleeping But now King Charls will keep the Church from weeping A King of Providence and of Prayers a King A King of Mercy a great experienc'd King A King of Promise God him alwaies making The Churches Nursing Father of Grace partaking A King of valour Christ's true Faith's Defendor Both just and merciful our glorious splendour A King of wonders preserved for this thing Both Church and State in Gods Name governing For this all Providences did him bring For this God bless our Soveraign Lord the King Worsters Deliverance that wonderful thing Mercies Deliverance from Popery's sting Beyond the Seas God still preserv'd our King At home Sects Army gone sans blood or string From Heaven sanctified by suffering Whilst hee in Gods fear still is governing True Priests true Saints their Hallelujah sing Blessed bee God that blessed hath our King The Lord make Charls his love and true delight No man to wrong and every man to right Exceeding great 's the Example of a King It doth on his a powerful influence bring Blest Constantine first Christian Emperour King With Orthodox Divines his Court did spring Augustus Court is stor'd with men of learning Hee 's learn'd himself and therefore those preferring But drunk Tiberius Court with sots is filling Debauching Healths Tricongius knighted swilling Religious Court Religious men will sing Constantine and Augustus Charls our King Wee sadly read of Amaziahs halting And also of wise Solomon's revolting Of Rehoboams rashness by respecting Young States-mens Counsels Sages grave rejecting Of Jeroboams Calves the Tribes dividing Pretends Religion for his wicked siding Of Uzzahs mis-lead Zeal and of Uzziah Becoming Priest the blood of Zachariah Son of Jehoiada High-Priest most Royal From these God bless our King and keep us loyal God give Great Charls King Davids perfect heart King Solomons wisdome God to him impart Josiahs Holiness in each Religious thing And Hezekiahs comforts to our King Blest King Jehosaphats success and honour Blest Moses meekness and blest Joshuahs valour Edward the sixth most glorious Piety Elizabeths most blest Prosperity King James his Learning and King Charls his Grace God give to Charls and to the Royal Race A blessed holy glorious Martyr'd King At 's death a private oath Remembering Shewd excellent grace an oaths a sacred thing Where Gods call'd in and God expects performing Of serious Vowes and sacred Oaths once made In time of trouble performance must be had The just and holy God he hates the breaking Of oaths and vowes true saints their oaths are keeping If th' oath were false for shame let ne're be spoken If th' oath were true why should it ere be broken Brave London feasts both King and Parlament And both the royal Princes and do present A Cupboard of Plate in that great City lye Best Subjects hearts and greatest Treasury Thy great Imperial Chamber Charls it is Whilest thou grantst them their royal liberties The feast was great their hearts are far more royal Their Love their Faith their Duty now is loyal Time Truth and Fame their several speeches make Pardon great sir for there was some mistake In England born the Scots first crown'd him King Brave Ireland also their allegiance bring Great Monarch live we humbly waite and pray To see thy happy blessed Crowning day When Charles shall leave this mortal Crown Lord bring Him that immortal Crown where Angels sing Of Charls the Martyrs Race in Heaven now glorying Let England never want a gracious King Thus all true Subjects pray for Charls our King Pardon great Sir my Muses warbleing FINIS
France Prince Câ—nâ—y Cardinal and King At wars the Cardinal owns the Rumpish thing ' Gainst Calling and Religion of Rome What policy is there wee cannot doom They here make peace forsake their Princely friends Mazarine's back Game yet God hath secret ends To make our Charls the Protestants Protector And of Romes fallacy the Grand Rejector How many seals were broke Treason committing Each one the others knavery out witting The Rumps Grand breeches were of Nols devising By them set up hee sees himself uprising Nol fasts and prayes whiles they to pass did bring His black designs ' gainst Gospel Law and King God hates the Traitor and the Treason too Consulted wickedness will it self undo Those Task-masters exacted Brick and Straw Pretend Religion and yet break the Law The Armies Agitators still did mock At three Grand Pees the which they said did lock England in slavery against which they cry Popery Praelacy and Presbytery But three Grand l's have far a worser sting Jannisaries the Great Turk strangling Jesuites by Popish Figs Kings poysoning Independents their own Kings Head off chopping From such Good Lord deliver us wee pray And Charls our Soveraign King both night and day Kings-Arms i' th' Churches made the people pray For Charles whose Father they did lately stay I' th' Courts i' th' Ships Exchange his Picture down His power and state they take and sell the Crown What hurt 's i' th' Armes but that by them remembring Wee pray'd for Blessed Charls his Sons returning Both Root and Branch and Name this Rump out flings And war 's proclaim'd ' gainst Charls the best of Kings The higher that they soar the lower falling Tyrants at last God to account is calling How many for their own base Interest Did serve this Rump for gain others opprest Some suffered still waiting this blessed day For which all loyal hearts did sing and pray Beggars to Lordships came serving this Rump But into Raggs they 'l change their Velvet Jump Set such on horse-back proudly will they ride Till Power and Law and States they all bestride But now they stink it 's just this Rumpish State In twelve sad years stould have a Rumpish fate Those lewd pretences that the Rump did bring The people cry they said go kill your King All 's done by Providence they still did say Are now prov'd lyes God save the King wee pray Wee bless Just Providence that in wisdome Ruling To th' best of blessings chang'd these Changlings doing Let 's ever bless our Gracious God most wise That hath brought home the just light of our eyes God's just in all Traitors by Treason judging The Rumpish Army ' gainst the Rump still grudging Of such base Compounds were this Rumpish Power Which made themselves themselves for to devour Nothing contents that Army proud success Did make them bold they scorn'd for to address They never thought of change dream'd here to dwell Sure made a Covenant with Death and Hell Widdows and Fatherless pray'd that they might sing A Welcome-home to Charls our Lord the King Such were the keepers of our Liberties Knaves still invisible grounds of miseries Sans mercy and ' gainst Law they Tried our King His Queen they banisht and that Princely thing And all the rest by Treason still kept from us ' Gainst Oaths and Covenant and Great Nolls Grand Promise The Army still did change all Government Their souls did still to Judgement them present But Noll hee cheats them all chief Rule intending And still Religion Law in his pretending Traitors turn'd out God's just his Judgements rare Of the next Change my Muse will now declare First Noll that jugling Saint them out did fling A brave Grand Rebel an Hypocrite mocking Souldier enough successful bold and daring A politick Nose ambitious no man fearing Sans Legal Writs hee pricks a Parliament Call'd Bare-bones Juncto these must represent The people who never did them call Or Power give by these Noll seeks for all They vote themselves a Parlament because Under that title they might break the Laws Sects bad enough Compounds of all together Spoil Marriage-Rites some went they knew not whither The Marriage-knot to tye yet these not fitting Nolls secret ends hee takes them off from sitting Noll and his Cubs do cry they 're false pretending That they when hee our property was rending Then lifts up hands and eyes and by lay preaching And falser prayers his Saints and Souldiers cheating But something else did in the bottome lye That Juncto's wisdome could not this descry A single person something like a King Nolls craft and crew and power to pass did bring Protector or Projector rather levelling All to his lusts a while sits proudly revelling The Feather in his Cap the Title King Hee calls and yet the Power still usurping Five years hee rul'd not reign'd himself protecting By Power and Sword all lust men else rejecting In his own craft God still was him defeating Hee would and would not so hee liv'd by cheating Calls three Mock-Parlaments breaks up the thing Of his own mâ—king cause hee would bee King A pack of knaves were some some could not give Up our Grand Laws whiles Charls his Son did live Nolls fit to rule but no just Title having Makes him unjust and made him alwaies craving Of all Religions that made for his supporting Made all opinions stirrup his usurping A Coach-box favour God him once was giving On Michaelmas day to change his wicked living State Secretary in the Coach doth sit Protector in the Coach box where 's his wit Sometimes such frollicks mad into his brain Were whymsied by his spirit or his Train But this one Act was like their Actions all One draws another now Noll gets the fall Yet God had mercy though that Noll had none Noll had some virtues mercy hee lackt alone One of his three Mock-Parlaments was sitting When as their Head at the horse heels was flitting Some part o' th' Army Nol abroad doth send For Gold to Hispaniola keeps to mend The rest worms Lambert out and others trembling Obey yet most do hate his base dissembling His Major Generals Semi-dragons sting The Land Nols Bashaws then deserv'd the string For moneys sake the Jews he in would bring Cause they fore him had murder'd Christ their King He then pleads for the Jews the Scripture Text For their Conversion though with his own he 's vext He doth Divines call up from severall places To colour that design his Chaplains faces Are not so braz'd as his he turns the Jew He gets the Gold and then forsakes that crew Still mony lacks for that his conscience bends His power and sword and valor thereto tends It must be had if that the Gods deny The Acheron hee 'l force and Devils try Makes Churches stables a Sacrilegious thing This was the Reformation Nol did bring Brave man where doth thy spirit sadly rumble How in this world did thy aspirings tumble Things upside down Valour with Counsel swayd Is good
heads and sing A Palinode recanting every thing Some their oppressed stomacks up would bring Cause now 's the time God's judging for the King Whose blood they shed Lands bought broke the hedg Of Government God give them mercy on the Sledge His friends triumph his foes their hands do wring The Papists mourn the Sects are sad trembling Rebels Regicides now may have their swing True Subjects cry we hate proud Levelling The people they their Parlaments are chusing Most Rumpish men the people still refusing The bent and strength voyce o th' Nation sing Chuse such a Parlament that may bring our King God orders Providence for the self-same thing Monke with the Parlament our Charls doth bring Foul poysonous Serpents and that Rumpish sting That pickt our purse and suckt our blood forcing Subjection by that proud and bloody thing Are all afraid o th' Parlaments sitting Why should Free Parlament such terrour bring But Conscience guilt into their souls did fling State-cheaters base and all base Treasurers cry We must cast up account before we dye We Houses bought and built and purchast Land Then for a cipher now they 'l a figure stand God's just at last though some years suffering sin The wickeds reck'ning day it will come in The Rump's thrice roasted if we can repent Our sad and black account we may prevent Gods time is best to which we all subscribe All faithfull Subjects and true Levies Tribe We often pray'd and sigh'd and groan'd to see Our God take off Egyptian misery When shall our Moses come and Aarons too To judge these Traitors and our snares undo Was ever people thus opprest blest God Wee murmure not at thy Divine blest Rod But pray'd for justice and for King and Laws That might throw down this stinking sinking cause Grudge not at Pharaohs or th' Egyptians Plush God did preserve us in the burning bush As all the plagues in that Grand Rump did share So all our blessings in this settling are Bless God that did our Princes all preserve From dangers great at home abroad to serve Him in their Generations holy just To rule by Law and not by will and must Gods blessed Providence ruling here and there Protects the just and innocent every where Say no man did it but the King of Kings To fit them for most glorious blessed things The Rump is burnt the Tragedy is ending God bless King Charls for stil his Faith 's defending So let his enemies perish all wee sing God hath brought home our Soveraign Lord the King Religion's come with Laws and Liberty Peace plenty Justice and Prosperity King Charls his glory now doth fully shine In this our Charls and in the blessed Trine Our Rampant Lion's come whom but to name 'S joy to his friends and to his foes their shame And with him those two Royal Gracious Springs Of Mercy Truth and Peace and all blessings My Muse is weary of this Rumpish story Only refresht to sing King Charls his glory If any take offence it is because They 're guilty of the wrong to King and Laws To sing King Charls his welcome Heaven inspire My chearful Muse and kindle all her fire Amen and Amen AN HUMBLE ELOGIVM and Joyfull Acclamation FOR The Welcome home of our Soveraign Lord the KING CHARLS By the Grace of God King of England Scotland France Ireland Defender of the Antient Catholick Apostolick Protestant Faith which was professed by the Antient Primitive Church Sealed with the blood of many Kings and Princes Nobles and Bishops and other Faithful Saints Crowned with the glory of Martyrdome And who is in all Causes and over all Persons as well Ecclesiastical as Civil next and immediatly under Christ supreme Governour in these his Majesties Realms and Dominions Nunquam libertas Gratior extat Quam sub Rege pio Regis ad exemplum 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 PYerian Sisters sacred three times three Olympick Joves most Royal Progeny You that frequent the Heliconian Spring And on Parnassus Hill do sit and sing Send down a quil from Angel Gabriels wing To write the welcome home of Charls our King Assist me now with your Seraphick skill Englands most joyfull Triumph to fulfill How all things did concur from Heavens high To wait upon great Charls his Majesty I' th' Heavens above the glorious Angels sing I' th' air the birds with joy exalt the wing The winds blew fair the seas were calm each thing Joy'd here below ith'earths most peacefull spring Blest May King Charls his month hence flourishing Then born then own'd and then proclaimed King Thus Heavens air seas and earth ships loyalling All strive to kisse the hand now royalling All in their order and in their nature bring A joyfull welcome home to Charls our King The Lords and Commons sit our gracious King Prevents them all his mercy offering A gracious pardon like God himself forgiving The greatest sinners that were ever living If they repent return his Goodness leading The Parlament to think on waies of healing Most blessed letters and blest Proclamation That ever came unto a troubled nation Mercy it from the God of mercy springs It makes men like unto the King of Kings That wondrous star that at his birth did shine One thousand six hundred thirty Mays twenty nine Gods Sabbaths eve did then unite in bloud All Europes princely families great and good In this blest Prince great British Majesty And also the great Saxon royalty Both Danes and Normans race that German Prince Elector Palatine increast his glory hence Swede Pole and most of Christian Princes doe Acknowledge their Alliance him unto This on the Fathers side is wondrous glory For this Great Charls who now 's the whole worlds story The Spanish Austrian on the Mothers side Burbones of France they herein sweetly glide The Medices of Florence they come in And now the Prime of Aurange more than bin These with our Roses Lillies do entwine Which make King Charls his welcome more Divine Englands great splendor that frees us from oppressing Christs Faith's defender and so Gods gracious blessing One thousand six hundred and thirtieth year Mayes twenty nine the stars type doth appear Last Tuesday in each month hee fasts retiring Consults with God and all his waies admiring First Tuesday in this May hee 's own'd as King By th' Parlament a blessed happy thing Next Tuesday in this May proclaim'd our King Both Parlament and City flourishing Last Tuesday nine and twentieth of this May Our glorious King appears his own Birth-day For one black Tuesday three are very clear All welcoming King Charls his coming here The Winds thought it their Honour for to come And blow King Charls and his Royal Brothers home From Hollands Hague the Seas rejoyc'd much more To bring our King and Princes to our shore Brave Mountagues great Ships are now turn'd Royal For why King Charls hath made them truly loyal He 's come he 's come the doubling ecchoes cry Dovers white
Rocks receive his Majesty Brave Monck receives him first conducts brings Charls to his Courts where's Ancestors sate Kings The seat of Kings Arch-Bishops Canterbury Sing Sabbath praises make his soul most merry Then Rochester from thence to London comes With Princes Nobles Gentry Souldiers Drums Fair Virgins all in white sweet flowers strowing And all the people old and young God praising He mounts the steed upon Black-Heath to see His people Joy in this prosperity Our God the humble soul is recompencing On 's own birth-Day his Triumphs here commencing On 's own birth-Day the Lord Mayer banqueting Princes and Nobles with Joy refresh the King On 's own birth-Day the Ministers presenting Gods Sacred Book the King with Joy accepting Like to his stately Princely brothers royal o th' right hand stands St. Paul Religion loyal Learning o th' left the blew caps Psalms did sing Religion Learning Mercy blesse our King Gods word Gods Providence books fit for Kings And 's Fathers Solitudes and sufferings 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 and experience Books fit for Princes full of excellence These teach the greatest Princes God to fear To Rule the Church for Christ and to appear For Justice Truth and Peace and for the Laws The which makes God appear for Princes cause God doth expect return of Mercy lent God blesse King Charls Law Church and Parlament Quite through the City rides our gracious King And 's Princely Brothers God blesse them all did sing All men were gallant and the Conduits running Our waters turnd to wine by Charls his coming Up to White Hall the Parlament him greeting Three Kingdoms joyfull happy blessed meeting The view of Nations Councels states and things Abroad makes him the best of Europes Kings Charls will protect us with his wings and eke His sword and scepter will true Subjects keep The House of Lords his name eternizing The House of Commons their allegiance bring Dukes Marquesses Earls Viscounts Lords Barons sing All true born Gentry kneel unto their King Great George shall Joseph be and have the ring And second Chariot of our gracious King We 'l Abrech cry and bow the knee and sing Brave Monk hath brought Lords Commons the King We joy'd in Monk his morning star to be Much more in him to whom George bowes the knee The City makes triumphant flourishing Allen Lord Mayor's Chain purple Glorying The Aldermens Gold Chains and scarlet bring Their due obedience unto Charls our King Brown leads the Horse gallant in Marshalling Robinson the foot all to proclaim the King Brave Londons Companies in order sitting To tender their allegiance just and fitting Sweet little babes Hosanna cry that day De King de King God blesse King Charls they pray The Merchants brave the Trades-men praises sing The Virgins dance young men their Caps up fling Old men and Matrons gravely pray and sing ' Cause they before they dye might see their King The Trumpets sound the Musick tunes each string The Canons roar the Bonfires blaze Bells ring The Wine 's drawn forth feasting and banqueting Belconies streets and shops all cry the King If such a Diapason for the King At his proclaiming what will his presence bring Now Charls is come beyond expression wee Rejoyce in this our Royal Trinity We 're all orecome with joy and cannot shew But with obedience in Allegiance bow Depths of Affection makes us truly loyal Mounts all our hearts to joy in him most Royal We 're all Seraphickly inflam'd to see The Angels bring our King and Liberty Now God himself preserve our Gracious King Christ keep his soul Angels protection bring Now Charls is come all Englands Bells did ring England's all voices which did bravely sing England's all flaming Bonfires for her King England's all Musick striking every string England's all Joy no true man murmuring England's all Peace good men it furthering England's all Happiness England's all flourishing England's all glory King Charls them nourishing Thus England's London and her Parliament Their faithful Joy unto King Charls present Least witches wizards sects or divelish thing Jugling Astrologers blast his blest setling Our tears as waves our prayers as winds did bring Our hearts as ships and sails to Charls our King For his return and now our Lands we cry Our goods and lives are his that he thereby May settle Church and state all in Gods fear God is the author of his happiness here Maugre fanatick rage the Heavens bring Our Prince a Saint our Charls a Soveraign King How are the Pulpits turn'd the City round How do they now King Charls his praise refound Sure too much fire was in them heretofore But now Gods Providence they do adore Thy Kingdome come was Treason for to pray Yea for to think in that black Rumpish day T was Treason to be Honest Just and True To keep our Oaths and Covenants most due No more Sedition let any man now teach But truly purely gravely Gods Word preach The Heads of Israels Tribes and Princes bring At thirty years old good David Judahs King To Israels Throne and then all covenanting Before the Lord they there anoint him King The Jebusites him scorn most basely railing The Philistims him threat most basely raging Hee conquers all by righteous valour reigning Full forty years Judahs and Israels King Wee 'l make the Parallel blest Charls in thee Three Kingdomes glory to posterity Our Tribes and Princes Lords and Commons bring At thirty years old Allegiance to our King Jebusites and Philistims do shew their sting But Charls in Gods Name all is conquering By brave Monks conduct and our covenanting Before the Lord God will anoint him King Since David's gone and Solomon's Reigning Twice forty years let 's pray God bless our King Our Gospel true Allegiance we will bring To Charls the Second our Soveraign Lord the King God fitted David by humble suffering In a strange Nation under a strange King Betray'd at home abroad hee 's travelling The mysteries of other States unravelling When Gods time 's come hee 's then brought home made King Rules much for God settles each holy thing As Moses Law commands no Worship new Sets up but what the Lord injoyns that's true In this Great Charls thou art the Parallel Rule much for God and Christ all shall be well The Law 's reform'd the Gospels glad tiding Of Truth and Peace here settled by our King Prerogative and Priviledge agreeing Just Liberty and Property all seeing The Paroxisms of Church and State compiling Both Paul and Barnabas Charls is reconciling Like Moses from the Mount of God descends Our blessed Charls and all true Saints makes friends Confirms the Tables Gospel and the Law And by his good Examples doth us draw Oppress no conscience Fundamentals holding Oblige just Interests mercy them infolding Impose no Ceremonies that are found oppressing All new Religions stop Gods sacred blessing Make Service most Divine the Rule 's Gods Word So saies our Articles and so the Lord It is most fit