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The Audience
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The Audience THE Criticks that pretend to sense Do cavel at the Audience As if his Grace were not as good To bow to as a piece of Wood. Did not our Fathers heretofore Their sensless Deities adore Did not old Delphos all along Vent Oracles without a Tongue And wisest Monarchs did importune From the dumb God to know their fortune Did not the speaking Head of late Of matters learnedly Debate And rendred without Tongue or Ears Wise answers to his whisp'ring Peers And shall we to a living Prince Deny the State of Audience What thô the Bantling cannot speak Yet like the Blockhead he may squeak Give Audience by Interpreter The wisest Prince can do no more Then enter with a Princes Banner Sir Charles after the usual manner Great Sir His Holiness from Rome Greets your high Birth The Prince cry'd Mum. The Consecrated Robe and Clout If you 'll vouchsafe to hear me out And many other Toys I 'm come To lay them to your sacred Bum. So young yet such a Godlike Ray Phoebus your Dad was Priest D a Great Prince I have no more to say Conducted next there comes Great Sir An Envoy from the Emperor To gratulate your lucky fate That gives to Englands Throne new date We joy that Any Thing should Reign To baffle Orange and the Dane The Youth to see them thus beguil'd In token of his favour smil'd But at the Spaniard laugh'd outright As shamm'd again in Eighty Eight Next having pass'd the inward Centry The doubtful Monsieur makes his entry The King my Master Sir has sent Your Royal Birth to complement If you will make it but appear That you are Englands lawful Heir Here Lady Powis took him short Frenchman Have you a King Thank Maz'rine for 't Frenchman Whoe'r the Father was the Mother Was France's Queen Powis Who questions t' other At this Reproof he pawn'd a Purse And parting made his Peace with Nurse The Dane the Suede with other Nations Come in with loud Congratulations Upon the Suede so fam'd for Battle He cast a frown and shook his Rattle And for the Dane who took the part Of good Prince George he let a fart This put him in a sullen fit Nurse scarce could dance him out of it When an Embassador from Poland Knock'd at the Door and Velt from Holland He crying Suck'd and Sucking cry'd When Lady Governess reply'd Peace Prince Peace Prince Peace pretty Prince And let the States have Audience Dutchman From Holland I am hither sent Dutchman To Challenge not to Complement Prepare with speed your Twenty Sail Your twice Four thousand on the Nail Which by your Senate was enacted With Orange when your Sire contracted The name of Holland did affright And make th' young Hero scream outright But Orange nam'd the Royal Elf The sweet sweet Babe beshit himself Tyrconnel who came o'r no less Than to be made his Governess To take her leave by luck came in She suck'd his Nose and lick'd him clean Last came the Lady Hales from Play Mov'd by instinct he cry'd Mamma And posted to the Queen away EXIT