The Kingdoms Cares Endu'd with Comfort,
BY
The CORONATION
OF
King William and Queen Mary,
Which was Gloriously Celebrated on the 11th. of this Instant April, 1689.
To the Tune of, Charon, etc.
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LEt all true protestants now in this Nation,
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pray the King William may flourish long;
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Then I declare without all Disputation,
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'tis not the Romans can do us wrong:
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Thus we may see the Kingdoms Glory,
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and while our Monarch is Renown'd,
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We[']ll not believe in a false purgatory,
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now our Great William and Mary[']s Crown'd.
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In our Great Prince we have true Satisfaction,
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that he our Liberties will maintain,
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And through his Heavenly Christian protection,
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we shall be blest with a happy Reign:
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And be more Joyful now than ever,
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seeing our Monarch is Renown'd,
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For a true Union now let us endeavour,
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Gracious King William and Mary's Crown'd.
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Rome and her Faction was all in Confusion,
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seeing the Glory of this Great Day,
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Nay, and beholding the happy Conclusion,
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they knew not what in the world to say:
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Yet tho' the Romans were offended,
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and on the protestants then Frown'd,
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Our Great King was with Glory attended,
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and with his Gracious Queen Mary Crown'd.
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But the true Protestants they were as merry,
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as the Birds in the returning Spring,
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Drinking good Healths in full Bumpers of Sherry,
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unto great William our Royal King,
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Wishing he long may Reign and flourish,
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being with mighty fame Renown'd,
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For he the Church and his people will nourish,
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now he with gracious Queen Mary's Crown'd.
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The noble Barrons and dukes of this Nation,
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with their sweet beautiful Ladies gay,
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Gave their attendance at this Coronation,
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in Royal Robes and most rich array:
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So that it well may be reported,
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never was Monarch more Renown'd;
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While his true Subjects with Joys are transported,
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seeing King William and Mary Crown'd.
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How many thousands did throng to the pallace,
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while the vast numerous Train was there?
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And with that beautiful sight they did sollace
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their curious fancy beyond compare;
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Then Loyal Healths in rich Canary,
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from hand to hand went sweetly round,
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First to King William and then to Queen Mary,
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who with a rich Diadem now is Crown'd.
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Cannons they roar'd from the capital Tower,
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bearing the tydings both far and near,
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Likewise expressing the Protestant power,
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making our Enemies quake for fear;
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For in our wars like roaring Thunder,
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we'll make the Elements resound,
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And bring Tyrconnel and his Rebels under,
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now our King William and Mary's Crown'd.
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Unto King William our hearts we'll surrender,
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nay, and our Loyal obedience own,
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He is our Monarch and true Faiths defender,
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now seated here in the Royal Throne;
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May he enjoy the perfect blessing,
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of being truly here Renown'd,
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And in his Kingdoms all pleasures possessing,
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now he with Royal Queen Mary's Crown'd.
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FINIS.
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