THE
Princely Triumph:
Or, Englands Joy in the BIRTH of the
Young Prince of WALES:
Born on the 10th. of June, 1688. to the great Content and Satisfaction of all
LOYAL SUBJECTS.
To the Tune of, Packington's Pound. This may be Printed, R. P.
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LEt England Rejoyce and all sorrows expell,
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Since there is no doubt but all things will be well,
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The Heavens has smil'd, and to add to our joy,
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Has sent to this languishing Nation a Boy:
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A Princely young Heir, of the Royal Pair,
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And of whose protection the Gods will take care;
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Now we have no reason to sigh and complain,
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A young Prince is Born, may he long live to Reign.
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On the tenth of June this sweet blessing was sent,
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To give the whole Nation true joy and content,
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What we had long p[r]ay'd for was sent on that day,
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True joys to encrease, and our griefs to allay:
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On the loud Wings of fame, this glad tydings came,
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The Glory of Brittain aloud to proclaim,
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Let true loyal voices strike all in a strain,
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A young Prince is Born, may he long live to Reign.
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As soon as this tydings in London was heard,
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True joy in the face of each Subject appear'd,
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The thundering Cannons aloud they did roar,
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To send the Glad Tydings on every shore:
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All tongues did express, then their true thankfulness,
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Their joy was so great that they could do no less,
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Then with loyal voices rejoyce all amain,
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A young Prince is Born, may he long live to Reign.
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BOth Lords, Dukes and Earles, & the commons also,
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In e'ry degree did their Loyalty show,
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Their hearts was transported with so much delight,
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That from that blest Morning till late in the Night
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The Bells loudly Ring, and swift Fame was one wing
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And all loyal Subjects did merrily sing,
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Let Happiness flourish, give Sorrow her Bane,
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A young Prince is Born, may he long live to Reign.
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Through City and Subburbs this joy did abound,
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And Loyal brisk Glasses went merrily round,
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Not one in ten thousand in Loyalty fails,
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But drank a good health to the young Prince of Wales:
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With this happy Pray'r, that kind Heavens good care
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Would nourish, and cherish, our young Princely Heir;
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In these very words they rejoyced amain,
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A young Prince is Born, may he long live to Reign.
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This Blessing and Triumph the more to compleat,
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All Loyal true Subjects in every street
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Made Fires, which like blazing Comets did shine,
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And Tab[l]es was filled with Bottles of Wine:
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Both rich Men and mean, was in Loyalty seen,
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All prayed for Royal King JAMES and his Queen,
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And in the conclusion they cry'd out amain,
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A young Prince, etc.
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We do by our Ancestors well understand,
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Some notable signs did Allarum the Land,
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Predicting some manifold favours from Heaven,
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But now unexpected, this blessing is given,
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By which we may see, our felicity
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Does happen, tho' late, the compleater to be,
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Then rejoyce Town and City, yea, Shepherd & Swain
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A young Prince, etc.
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Then throw up your Caps and rejoyce e'ry one,
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Since we have a Prince to inherit the Throne;
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A Prince without doubt, for great actions design'd,
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To Valour, to Justice, and Goodness inclin'd:
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Then let us agree, for a Jubilee,
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That all the whole world may our gratitude see,
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This blessing from Heaven won't given in vain,
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A young Prince is Born, may he long live and Reign.
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FINIS.
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