The praise of the merry Month of MAY;
In which our Royall Prince Charles was born, which grac't that Month, and
made glad the hearts of all true and free born Subjects of England.
Come Passengers and hear what I shall say,
In the praise of the merry Month of May
For in that month our Soveraign Charles was born.
Which many years exiled hath liv'd forlorn
Each Creature in this month rejoyce and sing
With heart, and cry God preserve the KING.
The Tune is, Prince Charles Birthday, or the Subjects hearts to cheer.
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NOw welcome in thou sweetest month of May,
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Fresh beauties doth with thee partake,
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Love makes with thee a solemn Holliday,
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All hearts rejoyce for Charles's sake;
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Hearts ease will grow
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To misery and wo.
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On the twenty nine it doth apear,
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King Charles was born I understand
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And his Subjects do now report
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That in this month hee'l come to Court,
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his Subjects heartt to chear.
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Thou art sweet May the Month of Majesty,
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Right dear art thou, and so is he,
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Even like to atractive Sympathy,
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So pleasing all thy beauties be,
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All flowers fair
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With colours rare.
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Now doth our glorious Star appear,
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Which long hath been out of the Land,
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Every Meddow flowes with Balm,
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Harmonious Birds sing such a Psalme,
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and Charles our hearts will chear.
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This Month did first bring forth this Nimph of ours
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In him shall last our Lands fair Spring,
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He Crown'd shall be with Garlands of flowers,
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The which are ever flourishing.
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Angells attend
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Him to defend
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All Nations now both far and near,
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Shall blaze on thy antiquity,
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Great joy shall then be on the Seas,
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And English men shall live at ease,
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for Charles our hearts will chear,
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Sweet Rose eye of the Garden, Queen of flowers,
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And beauties fairest Charaer,
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The sweetest musk-Child of the Springs young hours,
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Best jewell that the earth doth wear,
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In Gardens green
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Shall now be seen,
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Englands great King like form doth bear
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Even now the illustrious sun draws near
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It shows that beauties Rose indeed
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Now in this age shall them exceed.
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for Charles our hearts will chear.
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EAirly shall rise the chearful mounting Lark,
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That doth in merry noats delight
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Then gently stint a while, my pen and heark,
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And learn of her for to indite,
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And then compleat
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Will be his seat,
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When he doth mount into his Sphere,
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Exceeding great in worth and fame,
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Will be his name so much renow'nd,
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When he over this Land is Crown'd.
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his subjects hearts to chear.
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Loves Querester that sits amidst the thorn,
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(The Nightingale so sweet a finger)
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Records his fame from Even untill Morn,
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More then Apollo's voice or finger,
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Doth sweetly sing
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of Charles our King,
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For he our cloudy day will clear.
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Heaven never had a Star more bright,
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Like to the purest form of gold,
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Not to corrupt till heaven war clear,
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our heavy hearts to c[he]ar,
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He is a pious Prince and fit to raign,
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By love hee'l rule more then by law
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And all our rights he wil so wel maintain
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Whereby our hearts to him hee'l draw,
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We shall have peace
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And wars shall cease,
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And banished shall be all fear,
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Reward doth sit in his right hand,
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In his left hand wherein should be,
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Nought but the sword, fits Clemency,
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his subjects hearts to chear.
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If we can learn how many drops it rains,
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Or count their numbers numberlesse,
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Or sum up the many flowers and Augusts grains;
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Then we his vertues may expresse,
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He's so devine
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That he doth shine
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Like unto Phoebus in his Sphere,
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In all the Regions under heaven,
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There's not a Prince more fit to raign,
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That will our rights so well maintain.
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our heavy hearts to chear.
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Princes of Europe, Earths sweet Paradise,
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Enter into this Pilgrimage,
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Let all thy Kings that would learn to be wise
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Sail hither and observe his age,
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His loyalty
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None can deny
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His actions wise his title is clear,
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Europe affords not a wiser Prince
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All these Nations to consent,
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With the King and Parliament:
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Our heavy hearts to chear.
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Sweet MAY, as first to thee this flower did spring,
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And was unto perfection brought,
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So once more send us in our lawful King,
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Which we honour in deed and thought.
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We will him Crown
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With much renown.
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For why he is out Soveraign dear,
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That he once more in peace may Raign,
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The Bells shall Ring, and we will sing
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For joy, and cry GOD save the KING.
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and this our hearts will chear.
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