ENGLANDS JOY
For the Coming in of our Gracious Soveraign
King CHARLS the Second
To the Tune of, A Joyful Sight to see.
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RIng Bells, and let Bonefires out-blaze the Sun,
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Let Ecchoes contribute their voice,
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For now a happy settlements begun,
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To shew how we do all rejoyce:
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If we by this
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Can have the bliss
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To re-injoy a Unity,
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Well do no more
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As heretofore,
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But will in mutual love increase,
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If we can once again have peace.
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How joyful shall we be.
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The King shall his Prerogatives enjoy,
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The State their Priviledge shall have,
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He will not theirs, nor will they his annoy,
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But both each others strive to save:
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The people shall
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Turn loyal all
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And strive t obey his Majesty,
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And Truth and Peace
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Shall both increase,
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Theyl be obedient to the Laws
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And hate that subtle name of Cause.
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Then joyful shall we be.
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The Parliament will rise no more in arms,
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To fight against their lawful King,
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Nor be deluded by their factious charms
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That all the Realm to treason bring:
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Theyl learn to vote
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No more by rote
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Nor pass their Bills ex tempore,
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But study peace
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And trades increase,
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Since now we finde it is not good
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To write the Kingdom peace in blood,
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But joyful shall we be.
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The second Part, to the same Tune.
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THe Coblers shall not edifie their Tubs,
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Nor in Divinity set stitches,
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Wel not b instructed by Mechanick scrubs,
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Women shant preach with men for breeches:
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The prickeard Tribe
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That wont subscribe
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Unto our Churches Hierarchy,
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Must England leave,
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And to Geneve,
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New England, or to Amsterdam,
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With all whom Church and State cant tame.
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Then joyful shall we be.
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Wel toil no more to maintain Patentees
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That feed upon poor peoples trade,
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Star Chamber shant vex guiltless men for fees,
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Nor Law to Vice for bribes be Bawd:
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The Bishops each
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Will learn to preach,
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Rich Clergy will not silent be,
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And Judges all
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Impartial,
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When Laws alike to all degrees,
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No sleeping Judges gape for fees.
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How joyful shall we be.
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Wel fight ng more for Jealousies, and Fears,
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Nor spend our blood, we know not why;
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The Roundheads shall shake hands with Cavaliers,
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And both for King and Countrey die:
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The Sword shall not
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Maintain a Plot
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For fear of Plots which nere shall be,
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Nor will we still
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Each other kill,
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To fight for those that are as far
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From Peace, as they will be from War.
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But joyful shall we be.
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The broken Cits no more shall lick their Chops,
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Nor Wealth recruit with Countreys store,
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But lay down Arms, and keep within their Shops,
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And cry what lack you, as before:
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Theyl turn agen
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Blew aprond men,
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And leave their titles of degree,
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Nor will they prate
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Gainst Church and State,
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But change their Feathers, Flags, and Dr[ums]
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For Items and for total Sums.
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How joyful shall we be.
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We will not Garrisons of Lubbers feed,
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To plunder, drink, and gather pay,
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While they lye gazing, and are both agreed
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To fetch our goods add us away;
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And though they swear,
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We will not care,
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Nor to such Skowndrels servile be;
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We will not stand
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With Cap in hand,
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Beseeching them to let alone
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The goods which justly are our own
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But joyful shall we be.
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Fanatick Troopers must go home agen,
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And humbly walk a foot to Plow,
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Nor domineer thus over honest men,
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But work to get their livings now:
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Or if their minde
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Be not inclind
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To leave their former knavery,
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A halter shall
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Dispach them all,
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And then the Gallows shall be made
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The highst preferment of their trade.
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A joyful sight to see.
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Let Roundheads shake their circumcized [ears,]
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Wel ride about as well as they,
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Nor will we stand in fear of Cavaliers
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That sleep all night, and drink all day[;]
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When we can finde
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Both sides enclind
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To change their War for Unity;
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O t will be brave,
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If we can have
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The Freedom granted by our Charter,
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And scape from plunder, pay, and quart[er;]
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How joyful shall we be.
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