Loyalty Triumphant,
On the Confirmation of Mr. North and Mr.
Rich, Sheriffs of London and Middlesex.
As it was Sung at the Sheriffs-Feast at Guild-hall, Saturday September 30. 1682.
The SAINTS, with Zealous CLUBS and Staves,
Strive to Exalt a Brace of KN---ES;
But the CITY Chose TWO LOYAL MEN,
Which made the WHIGS as mad agen.
To the Tune of, Joy to the Bridegroom.
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I.
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FIll up the Bowl, and set it round,
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The day is won, the Sheriffs crown'd;
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The Rabble flies, the Tumults yield;
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And Loyalty maintains the Field;
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Saint George for England, then amain,
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To Royal CHARLES this Ocean drain.
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II.
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With Justice may it ever flow,
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And in an endless Circle go;
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The brim with conqu'ring Bays be crown'd,
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And Faction in the Dregs lie drown'd:
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Then to the QUEEN, and Royal James,
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Sacrifice your flowing Thames.
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III.
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Thanks to Sir John, our good Lord Mayor,
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'Gainst Sheriffs Tricks He kept the Chair;
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The Court and City's Right maintains,
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While head strong Faction broke the Reins:
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Then to the famous Sir John Moor,
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May after-Age that Name adore.
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IIII.
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What Zeal (ye Whigs) to the Old Cause,
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Thus makes you act against the LAWS;
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That none for Sheriff must contend,
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But your old IGNORAMUS Friend?
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But now, your hopes are all destroy'd,
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And your two Champions laid aside.
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V.
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Is this your love to Church and State,
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That no good man must serve of late,
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While you can find one Factious R----,
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To sway the Poll, and get your Vogue?
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By unjust means your Rights you claim,
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And lawless Force maintain the same.
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VI.
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But brave Sir John, while th'storms encrease,
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His Wisdom made the Tumults cease;
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In spight of all Illegal Poll,
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The Routs and Ryots did controll:
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Whence He shall gain a lasting Name,
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And after-Age Record His Fame.
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VII.
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Amongst the Men of chiefest worth,
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The Vote is given for Loyal NORTH,
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In spight of Pilk--- and Sh---,
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Pap---, and the Rabble-Rout:
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Then to brave NORTH a double Doze,
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Who the strong Factions did oppose.
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VIII.
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Now BOX withdraws, Dubois contends,
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And Noble RICH the Stage ascends;
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By Legal ('gainst Illegal) Vote,
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The Loyal Tribune they promote:
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Then to brave RICH a Health off hand,
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Who the loud Tumults did withstand.
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IX.
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For Ropes and Gibbets the next year,
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The Whigs (we hope) need not despair;
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If Rich find TIMBER, (give them scope)
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Brave North will never grudge them ROPE:
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Then, to conclude, we'll crown the Bowl
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With a Health to thK. and each Loyal Soul.
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