THE
ROYAL PROGRESS:
OR,
King William 's Princely Welcome and Stately Entertain-
ment in the Country, by the Nobility and Gentry: together with
the unspeakable Joy of His meaner Subjects for His Princely Presence.
To the Tune of, The Evening Ramble . Licensed according to Order .
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KIng William returning from Flanders ,
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with triumph and joy to the Land,
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Next way he did please, for pleasure and ease,
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a Progress to take out of hand,
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That Subjects of e'ry degree,
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they might have the honour to see
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Their King, who had ventur'd, and Battles had enter'd
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to conquer the proud Enemy:
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Where-ever he came they receiv'd him with Joy,
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The Subjects still crying out Vive le Roy.
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He came to the Town of Newmarket ,
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where Monarchs have formerly been;
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The greatest of Men, with loyalty then,
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came forth for to usher him in;
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No manner of frowns did appear,
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but joy from the front to the rear,
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Was seen in their Faces, repeating his Graces,
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right valiant and void of all fear:
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Thus did they receive him with Triumph and Joy,
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Their loud Acclamations were Vive le Roy.
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Althrop he was pleased to honour,
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a Town in Northamton-shire , where
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The Nobles of fame in multitudes came,
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and Commons in croudes did repair,
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That they might their Monarch behold,
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of whom they had often been told;
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When coming before him, they seem'd to adore him,
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their Champion couragious and bold:
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Then nothing was heard but loud Echoes of Joy,
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Sent forth by Expressions of Vive le Roy.
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He din'd with the Earl of Northampton ,
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at Castle-ashby in his way,
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The Earl Mountague , both loyal and true,
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did treat him the very next day
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At Boughton , where mirth did abound,
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full bowls of Canary went round,
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So great was the Blessing which they was posessing,
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no shadow of Grief could be found:
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Where-ever he came there was nothing Joy,
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With loud Acclamations of Vive le Roy.
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The Duke of Newcastle he met him,
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full seven long Miles of Town;
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Now this being done, the Earl of Kingston
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with other brave Lords of Renown,
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Rich Banquets did daily prepare;
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thus he like a Monarch did fair
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Among his leage People, whilst every Steeple
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with ringing of Bells did declare,
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How they were transported with Raptures of Joy,
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The Multitude crying out Vive le Roy.
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The City of York did receive him,
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in all their Formalities gay;
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When entering there, that noble Lord-Mayor
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King William he Knighted that day:
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Thus did he his Favours bestow,
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where e're he was pleased to go,
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The Bowls of Canary to make their hearts merry,
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like plentiful Fountains did flow;
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The City resounding with Echoes of Joy,
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And loud Acclamations of Vive le Roy.
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Brave Warwick was no ways behind them,
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for at the approach of our King
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The Bonfires blais'd, and Bells they were rais'd,
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oh! how they did merrily ring.
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They brought out the Pot of Sir Guy ,
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which many long Years had layn dry;
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Three Pipes did but fill it, they vow'd they'd not spill it,
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their Cheeks they resolved to dye
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Like Scarlet in Grain, for this general Joy;
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Their loud Acclamations was Vive Le Roy.
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Nay, Burford , and all other places,
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where-ever his Majesty came,
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Pray'd for his Success, they could do no less,
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but needs must his glory proclaim:
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He homeward at length did repair,
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to meet with his Parliment there;
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May Heavens defend him, and Blessings attend him,
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so shall the dark clouds of our care,
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Be chang'd to a pleasant bright sun-shine of Joy,
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And all the whole Kingdom cry Vive le Roy.
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