A New SONG.
ON
King William & Queen Mary.
To the Tune of, Joy to great Caesar.
Licensed according to Order.
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First Strain.
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LET Crowns, Fame and Treasure,
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Love and Joy without Measure,
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Still attend our great Caesar,
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Let Jove take a Pleasure,
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To quaff Divine Nectar,
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And Drink his Duration
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Like a boon jolly Hector,
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To the God of our Nation.
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Second Strain.
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Try chance,
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Let's advance,
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Bid defiance
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To all France.
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Let Kettle Drums and Trumpets sound,
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Let e'ry Man stand his ground,
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Till with Lawrels Crown'd,
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And Couragiously make
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The Monsieur Quake,
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His Fistula ake
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Till he betake
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To flight for the sake
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Of his last stake.
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Third Strain.
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Let Patriots guard the Throne,
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Let Papists all go down,
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Let Perkins meet the Fate
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For to be own'd a Cheat,
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Let Jefferies have his Dream
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For swimming with the stream,
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Let Father Peters swing
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With the Nuncio in a string,
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Let Gods made of poor Bread
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No more be worshipped,
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But every Popish Peer
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That goes Embassadour
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To Rome forfeit his Head
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For such a Traiterous Deed,
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And all the Lands he owns
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To satisfie the Crown,
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The Expences on that Whore.
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Fourth Strain.
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Great Orange undaunted fears not their dam'd Treason,
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But with Godlike Patience would bring them to Reason,
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Till tir'd with their Plottings, like Jove with his Thunder,
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The Wretches he scatters and brings them all under.
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Fifth Strain.
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Then to the Queen lets render our praise,
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The glory of Brittain and Honours bright Theam,
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The Envy and Hate
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Of Jesuits Pates,
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Whose cunning contrivances prove but a Dream.
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Sixth Strain.
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Let Gaudy Processions,
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And Lustful Confessions
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With James our late King in France ever stay,
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Let wit got with tryal
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Now make us defyal,
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Those shamming pretences could once us be-tray.
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