General MONKS Welcome (From the CITIE) to WHITEHALL.
To the Tune of,
When the
KING enjoys his Own again.
ALL ye Heroes of the Land,
That desire for to know,
How the cause doth with us stand,
Now our gates are laid so low,
The truth of it is,
His Lordship we misse,
Yet for him we will alwaies pray.
He's gone unto Whitehall,
The Members to install,
And to get for us all a jovial day.
Had you but seen when as he came
To enter at his Palace Gate,
How many thousands rais'd his name,
And said he was St. George the great,
Welcome they cri'd,
As if a new bride▪
[...]
His Lordship with the Mace,
And in truth he had good reason fort.
Protectors you do know we had,
And learned Councils they did keep,
Yet they ne're made our hearts so glad,
But ost times caus'd us for to weep:
But this noble Lord
Doth comfort afford,
To Pesant and Nobilitte;
We'l celebrate his name,
The World shall sound his fame,
For he's the son of honestie.
When we were ready for to fall
To utter ruine, he came in,
And by his goodnesse sav'd us all,
And hath accomplished the thing
Which we so long agone,
By all means would 'ave done,
Which was to have our Members in,
That in last forty eight
Were put unto slight
From the house where they had ought t' have been.
'Twould joy ones heart to see his face,
He looks so like a
Solomon,
Who hath regain'd us in small space
From
Styx to vertuous
H
[...]con,
We now do enjoy,
There's none doth annoy
Us, for we have our Represents
In the House of Advice,
Which can in a trice
Stycle our greatst incontinents.
Our noble Prince and all the rest,
Which have so long been absent there,
By's Excellence they are invest,
Though it be afrer many a year
Hath been run past,
Yet now at the last,
[...]
That as ture as we drink,
That news perform'd the words of old:
Which was, a thousand from the North
Should come and reign in fifties place,
That th' exil'd Thistle should have growth;
And that the happy Rose should grace
The Thistle exil'd,
Which so long by a wild,
By violence was kept from their right.
This our
Monk he hath done,
And their Title hath won,
And brought them from the Land of night.
So to conclude, thrice welcom may
This English Champion welcom be,
And live to see the glorious day
Of friendship and of amity;
Let him long reign,
And his worthy Train
Enjoy the Freedom of the Land,
Jove blesse this our
George
From the Treacherous Forge
Of every base Sectarian.
G. Ticwhit.
FINIS.