An ANSWER to
The Royal Frollick;
Containing the Intreagues and Passages between the Farmer
and his Wife at their return home, where they found His Gracious Majesty
King WILLIAM with His Nobles.
Tune of, Let Caesar live long. Licensed according to Order.
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THe most Royal Frollick of our Great King,
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is now put in Print for his Subjects to Sing,
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'Tis about his brave Feasting at a Farmers House,
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Where He and his Nobles did bravely Carouse,
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Now here is the Second Part penned to show
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What past when the Goodman he homeward did go.
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He now having been at Market Town,
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To see our Great Soveraign of Fame and Renown;
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But seeing at last that he came not that way,
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The Farmer resolved here not for to stay,
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And so with his Wife to his Farm did repair,
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But yet little thinking K. William was there.
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Now when the King with His Nobles had din'd,
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The Farmer came home, and happen'd to find
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Three Gallant fine Coaches just at his own door,
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Such a brave sight he had ne're seen before,
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But this fine sight he no sooner beheld,
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But all his Senses with Wonder were fill'd.
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The Goodman was troubled, and did shake for fear,
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He hardly knew where, or what Course for to steer;
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Thinking some Robbers has ransack'd his Farm:
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Pish, says his good Wife, I do fear no such Harm,
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Good Husband then be of good Courage quoth she,
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In short I will tell you what 'tis, you shall see.
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Our Daughter you know she is handsome and fair,
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Few with her for Beauty can hardly compare,
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Some Noble young Gallant to Court her is come,
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A [?]knowing that both of us were far from Home,
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And if his Intentions are honest and just.
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Your Daughter with him I hope you will Trust.
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Alas! my dear Honey, the Good Man reply'd,
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If any Young Gallant will make her his Bride,
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And I should not be willing to yield to the same,
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The whole World would think I were highly to blame;
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Oh! I should rejoyce such a Wedding to see,
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'Twou'd make her a Lady in e'ery degree.
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Now as they were talking a Neighbour came by,
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And thus to the Farmer did presently cry:
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There's a Royal Guest dines with you to day,
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Our Great K. William, and his Nobles so Gay:
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This frighten'd the Farmer and his Wife likewise,
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That what course to take they could not devise.
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Then out came K. William with his Royal Train,
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In order to go on His Journey again;
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And as their young Daughter did wait on the side,
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My Father and Mother is here then she cry'd:
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K. William then smiling, did forthwith command
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That both should be made in his presence to stand.
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He bid them be chearful, and nothing to fear,
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And Rewarded them Nobly for their Country che[ar],
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His Nobles was pleas'd, as Fame does report,
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Fare above all the dainty Dishes at Court;
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So taking his Leave of the Good Man that day
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Great William for London then posted away.
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The Merry old Farmer was pleas'd at his hear[t]
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That Fortune such Favours to him shou'd impart;
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While he went to meet our King seven long Mile,
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The King and His Nobles came to see him the while,
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And was very well pleas'd to dine on his Board,
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With such wholsome Food as his House cou'd afford.
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