The Merciful Father, or, The Penitent Son;
A Congratulatory SONG on the Happy and most wish'd for Return of
James D. of Monmouth
To COURT; and his Reception into Favour again.
To the Tune of, There was an a bonny young Lad.
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YOu Gallants of Country and City,
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come listen to me, and I shall
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Declare you the truth of my Ditty,
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that Monmouth is come to White-Hall:
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That Monmouth so much in disgrace,
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that Monmouth so much in disdain,
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Does now in the Court shew his face,
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and is come into favour again:
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That Monmouth, etc.
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Brave Monmouth is now come in favour,
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I pray God preserve him so still,
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And that he may always endeavour,
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to have his dear Fathers good will:
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Then England in Peace it will flourish,
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and those that disturb'd it in vain,
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Their old hidden Mischiefs may nourish,
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for Monmouth's in favour again:
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Then England, etc.
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NO more shall their Praying and Crying,
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perswade him to follow their Cause,
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Nor all their Vowing and Lying,
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oblige him to break the Kings Laws:
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For Monmouth hath vow'd that he never
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will follow no more such a Train,
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But he will be Loyal for ever,
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now he's got in favour again:
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For Monmouth, etc.
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The good Duke of York did obtain it,
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upon his confessing his fault,
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And wickedly he would Prophane it,
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if ever that he should Revolt;
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Upon his most humble Confession,
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and Vows that he true would remain;
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And we hope he will have the Discretion
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now he's got in favour again:
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Upon his, etc.
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No more will he favour the Rabble,
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no more will he follow their Treats,
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No, all their Tricks are not able,
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to make him believe in their Cheats:
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But shew himself Faithful and Loyal,
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and prays for his Fathers long Reign,
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And they and their Projects defie all,
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now he's got in favour again:
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But shew, etc.
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Methinks the whole Nation did want him,
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since he from the Court did depart,
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Yet those that before this did Saint him,
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now swear he's a Papist in's heart:
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Because he has shew'd his Obedience,
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in hopes for to wipe off his stain,
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All those that are void of Alegiance,
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are mad he's in favour again:
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Because, etc.
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But those that are true Loyal hearted,
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and love all the Old Royal Race,
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Lament the sad cause why he parted,
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and now do rejoyce at his face:
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'Tis better to mend late than never,
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the Proverb was ne'r made in vain
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We hope he'l remember it ever,
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now he's got in favour again:
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'Tis better, etc.
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Had Tony seen this Recantation,
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he had Hanged himself without doubt,
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And swore that the sins of the Nation
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had brought these Confusions about:
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How it would have startled the Peer,
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to see all his Projects in vain,
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But he dy'd to soon by a Year,
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tho' Monmouth's in favour again:
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How it would, etc.
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Now whilst gallant Monmouth is shining
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and sharing in every rare Sport,
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Old Shaftsbury's Factions are whining,
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and envying brave Monmouth at Court;
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But let them go on with their weeping,
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for my part I'le never Complain,
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Since Monmouth has left his Boo-Peeping,
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and's got into favour again:
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But let, etc.
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Then he may deserve this new Blessing,
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good Heavens direct him the way,
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And let him avoide all Addressing,
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for those that did lead him astray:
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And make it his chiefest endeavour,
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whilst York and his Father doth Reign,
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To serve and obey them for ever,
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for granting him favour again.
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FINIS,
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