Great-Brittains Renown,
Or, the Princely TRIUMPH of the Glorious CORONATION of
K. WILLIAM and Q. MARY,
Which was on the 11th. Day of April, 1689.
To the Tune of, A Touch of the Times.
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GReat Brittain be Chearful and hold up thy head,
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All Sorrows are now with thy Enemies fled;
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And therefore our Spirits, brave Boys we may chear,
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For we have a Blessing now come in the Rear;
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The Storm and the Tempest will soon be o're-blown,
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A Protestant King being plac'd in the Throne,
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Which now is the Triumph and joy of the Town,
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King William and Mary is come to the Crown.
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The Nobles and Commons of e'ry degree,
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Does give satisfaction of their Loyalty;
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A Consort of voices strikes all in a strain,
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Long, long may King William here flourish and Reign,
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The Heavenly Joys of this Land to compleat,
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And make all his Enemies fall at his feet,
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And cloath him with perfect true Fame and Renown,
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That long he may flourish with Scepter and Crown.
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While we have a Protestant Prince to survive,
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We well may be certain this Kingdom will thrive;
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Let no Man be subject to grieve or repine,
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For each may enjoy the Fruits of his own Vine,
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Without Molestation or any Regret,
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We all may be happy both in Church and State:
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It is not the Papists that can run us down,
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Now William and Mary is come to the Crown.
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The Glory and Triumph of this Royal Day,
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Was grac'd by the Nobles and sweet Ladies gay,
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Who did with the Queen then for fair beauty bright,
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Then cast a most Splendid and Heavenly light,
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To those that beheld the vast numerous Train,
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Who wish'd them a long and a prosperous Reign;
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While Healths and full Bumpers went merrily round,
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Now Gracious King William and Mary is Crown'd.
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Whole hundreds and thousands did thither repair,
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Who no kind of Cost in the least then did spare,
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But freely then parted with Silver and Gold,
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In order this Heavenly Sight to behold;
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And being transported with Raptures of Joy,
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All Protestants crying out, Vive le Roy:
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Now cloath him with Honour, true Fame and Renown.
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That long he may flourish with Scepter and Crown.
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The Bells they did Ring, and the loud Cannons roar,
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To carry this joyful good Tydings all o're;
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While every honest true Protestant Soul,
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Did drink their good Healths in a full flowing Bowl;
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Who still will maintain our Religion and Laws,
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With loud Acclamations and Loyal Huzza's,
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While smiling full Bumpers went merrily round,
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King William and Gracious Queen Mary is Crown'd.
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Quite thorough the City, our joys to compleat,
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Vast Bonefires shined with Musick so sweet;
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Which did to the Triumph much pleasure afford,
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Then wishing great William our Soveraign Lord
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May ever be able dis Foes to subdue,
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Tyrconnel and all his whole Irish Crew;
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That this Potent Nation may still be Renown'd,
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Now William and Gracious Queen Mary is Crown'd.
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They are to the Throne and the Kingdom a Grace,
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As being both Born of the true Royal Race;
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Now by the Power of Heavens Decree,
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Are placed in the heighth of their Dignity;
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Long, long may the flourish our Rights to maintain,
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And Heavenly Blessings still sweeten their Reign:
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Then Peace in these Kingdoms will daily abound
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Now William and Gracious Queen Mary is Crown'd.
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FINIS.
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