The Royall Health to the Rising Sun.

To the tune of, O my pretty little winking, &c.
[figure]
AS I was walking forth one day,
I heard distressed people say,
Our Peace and Plenty now is gone,
And wée poore people quite undone:
A Royall Health I then begun
Unto the rising of the Sun,
Gallant English Spirits
doe not thus complaine,
The Sun that sets
may after rise againe.
The Tempest hath indured long,
Wée must not say, wée suffer wrong,
The Queene of Love sits all alone,
No man is Master of his owne,
A Royall Health I then begun
Vnto the rising of the Sun,
Gallant English Spirits
doe not thus complaine,
The Sun that sets
may after rise againe.
We over-whelmed are with griefe,
And harbour many private Thiefe,
Poore House-keepers can hardly live.
Who us'd in former times to give:
A Royall Health I then begun
Vnto the rising of the Sun,
Gallant English Spirits
doe not thus complaine,
The Sun that sets
may after rise againe.
The Thistle choaks the Royal Rose,
And al our bosome friends turn'd foes,
The Irish Harpe is out of tune,
And we God knowes undon too soone
A Royall Health I then begun
Vnto the rising of the Sun,
Gallant English Spirits
doe not thus complaine,
The Sun that sets
may after rise againe.

The second Part,

to the same Tune.
[figure]
TRue love and friendship doth now decay,
Poore People's almost starv'd they say,
Our Trading's spoyl'd, and all things deare
Wée may complaine, and ne're the neare:
A Royall Health I then begun
Vnto the rising of the Sun,
Gallant English Spirits
doe not thus complaine,
The Sun that sets
may after rise againe.
Though all be true that here is said,
Kind Countrey-men be not dismaid,
For when the worst of harmes is past,
We shall have better times at last,
A Royall Health I then begun
Vnto the rising of the Sun,
Gallant English Spirits
doe not thus complaine,
The Sun that sets
may after rise againe.
When Rulers cast off selfe-respects,
Then shall our Yoaks fall from our Necks,
Our safeties shall not then depend
On promise of a Faithlesse Friend:
A Royall Health I then begun
Vnto the rising of the Sun,
Gallant English Spirits
doe not thus complaine,
The Sun that sets
may after rise againe.
When as the Cloud of Warre is downe;
The Royall Sun enjoyes the Crowne,
The Lamb shall with the Lyon féede,
'Twill be a happy time indéed:
A Royall Health I then begun
Vnto the rising of the Sun,
Gallant English Spirits
doe not thus complaine,
The Sun that sets
may after rise againe.
Let us cheare up each other then,
And shew our selves true English:men,
And not like bloody Wolves and Bearès
As wée have bin these many yeares,
A Royall Health I then begun
Vnto the rising of the Sun,
Gallant English Spirits
doe not thus complaine,
The Sun that sets
may after rise againe.
The Father of our Kingdom's dead,
His Royall Sun from England's fled,
God send all well that Warrs may cease,
And wee enjoy a happy Peace;
A Royall Health I then begun
Vnto the rising of the Sun,
Gallant English Spirits
doe not thus complaine,
The Sun that sets
may after rise againe.

London Printed for H. E. 1649.

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