[THE
PROTESTANT QUEEN:
OR THE,
Glorious Proclaiming her Royal Highness Princess Ann of
Denmark, Queen of England, Scotland, France, and Ireland, on the 8th of
March, 1702. To the joy and Satisfaction of all Loyal and Loving Sub-
jects]
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I Must confess that we all lamented,
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the suddain Death of our Gracious King,
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Both Lords & Commons were discontented
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who then in sorrow their hands did wring,
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But here's a blessing we are possessing,
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the which may Comfort our hearts again,
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And glad the Nation by Proclamation,
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Queen Ann has fairly began her Reign.
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Through London City in various places,
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this happy sight was in Triumph seen,
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Both Nobles, Heralds, and Golden Maces,
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was at proclaiming our Royal Queen,
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With Pomp attended 'twas great and splended,
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our sorrows now are to comforts grown,
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Bec[a]use a blessing we are possessing,
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Queen Ann the glory of Englands Throne.
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Here might you see a strange alteration,
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those that did weep in the morning soon,
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Was pleas'd and Smil'd at the Proclamation,
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which was near five in the Afternoon,
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No soul seem'd fearful, all glad and chearful,
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their sorrows now was to Comforts grown,
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Our Royal Princess her Reign commences,
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Queen Ann the Glory of Englands Throne.
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Now let her Subjects be true and loyal,
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with her sweet presence new Joys she brings,
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A Princess born of the true Blood Royal
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descended down from a Race of Kings,
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Which are Deceased from Cares Released,
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now she is come to Injoy her own,
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This happy blessing we're now possessing,
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Queen Ann the Glory of Englands Throne.
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We may observe by her declaration,
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that she'll indeavour to immitate,
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Elizabeth in this Royal Station,
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who was both powerful good and great,
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All hearts surrender to our Defender,
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of all that e'er we can call our own,
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Our Laws to Nourish, long may she flourish,
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[With Brightnes]s on the imperial Throne.
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She told her Counsel at the first meeting,
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what sense she had of our present state,
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Who was well pleas'd at her Royal greeting,
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while weighty matters they did debate,
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Thro' God's direction such satisfaction,
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she gave them then as it is well known,
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That they were pleased their hearts were eased,
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long may she Reign on the Royal Throne.
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She is a Protestant true Proffessor,
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which Church she chearfully will maintain,
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May Heavens prosper, preserve and bless her,
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with a long flourishing happy Reign,
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As also pleasure, Joy, Honour, Treasure,
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now she is come to possess her own,
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A chearful blessing we are possessing,
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Queen Ann the Glory of Englands Throne.
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She has declar'd that she will be guided,
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by her grave Counsel and Parliament,
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From them she never will be devided,
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this is her Royal true intent,
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Thus all agreeing a happy being,
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will cause our foes to Make sad moan,
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As we the blessing are still possessing,
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Queen Ann the Glory of Englands Throne.
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O that kind Heaven once more would favour,
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Her Majesty with a Royal Son,
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That so the Line may endure forever,
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and shine as bright as it e'er has done,
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That so from dangers of popish strangers,
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true Subjects here may enjoy their own,
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And be possessing as choice a blessing,
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as now is on the imperial Throne.
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the Jacks began for to laugh and fligger,
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and seem'd to prick up their lousie Ears,
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But let them know there is Life and Vigor,
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in our blest Queen and her Noble Peers,
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Enough to quail them [nay scourge &] jayl them,
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[if] still they dar[e to affrount the Throne,
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Then Jacks be quiet and make no Riot
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for fear the Devil should claim his own.]
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