Here is some comfort for Poor Cavaleeres:
OR,
The Duke of Yorks Speech to the Parliament of England, concerning his Fa-
thers old Souldiers; also, a brief Relation of the forty five sail of Ships that
have crost the Ocean with a numerous company of English Gallants; Prince
Robert doth represent the Kings Royal person in Portugal.
Theyl fetch a Queen with store of Indian Treasure
Will make old Cavies laugh beyond all measure.
To a pleasant tune called Moncks March, or, Maids will say nay and take it.
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OLd Cavaleers
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prick up your ears
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That have been Loyal hearted,
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unto the King
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in every thing
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And never from him started;
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though many a year
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it doth appear
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By Rebels you were slighted,
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but at the last
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when sorrows past
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You now shall bee requited,
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You that did fight,
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for Charls his Right,
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against the new inventions,
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The Parliament
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doth give consent
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That you shall all have Pensions.
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The Duke of York
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that valiant spark
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These words rehearsed rather,
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why should not they
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receive some pay
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That ever lovd my Father?
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as well as those
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that were his foes,
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And sought the lands confusion:
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a cursed thing
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they brought their King
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Unto his dissolution:
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You that did fight
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for Charls his Right,
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against the new inventions;
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the Parliament
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doth give consent
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That you shall all have Pensions.
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The second part to the same Tune:
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YOur wounds and scars
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in Charles his Wars
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They shall not be forgotten,
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although hes dead,
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and buried
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Ands Royall bones are rotten,
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yet now his Heir
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sits in the Chair
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Of Judgement Right and Reason,
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his Fathers friends
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heel make a mends
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And punish knaves for Treason.
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You that did fight, etc.
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Such news I hear
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you need not fear
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Will make you blithe and jolly
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twill make you laugh
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and merrily quaff
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To drink away melancholy,
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contented bee
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untill you see
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Our Royall King is Married;
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you shall be paid
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be not afraid
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Though you long time have tarried,
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You that did fight, etc.
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A famous Fleet,
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with men discreet,
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To Portugal is Sailing,
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to fetch our Queen
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which will be seen
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With happiness prevailing:
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her vertues are,
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beyond compare
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If truth may be believed,
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then Cavies all
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both great and small
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Rejoyce and not be grieved.
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You that did fight, etc.
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On Mid-summer-day
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they Lanched away
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To fetch that Royall pattern,
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Prince Robert hee
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the man must bee
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That must salute Queen Kathern:
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in Armour bright
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a braver sight
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Nere seen in any Nation,
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a sword between
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him and the Queen
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That is all Europes fashion,
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You all that did fight, etc.
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Both Lords and Knights
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for their delights,
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Did make such preparation,
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to cross the Seas,
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their mindes to please,
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to see Queen Katherines Nation.
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a braver show
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for truth I know
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In Europe cant be raised,
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for solid men
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I say agen
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Thar worthy to be praised.
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You that did fight, etc.
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At their return
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bone-fires will burn
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And English Bells bee ringing.
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true Loyal hearts,
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throughout all parts
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For joy will then be singing,
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oth marriage day,
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weel dance and play,
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In spite of Quakers yauling,
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if Vivat Rex
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their spirits vex,
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weel thump them for their bauling,
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You that did fight, etc.
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Our King God bless,
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with happiness,
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And every one that loves him,
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will firmly stand,
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at his command,
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As it doth right behove them,
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the Clergy men,
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with Tongue and Pen,
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Confute will every wigeon,
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in spite of Spain
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they will maintain
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True Protestant Religion,
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You that did fight
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for Charls his right
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against these new inven[t]ions,
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the Parliament
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doth give consent
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That you shall all have Pensions. T.I.
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