A Harmany of Healths,
To the Kings happy Union,
With the Parliaments Communion,
To the Princes comming heither,
To the two Dukes together,
To th'two Maryes prosperity,
And the rest o'th' Posterity.
The Tune is, Give the Word about, etc.
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COme honest Neighbours all,
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sith we are met here,
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For the best Wine let's call,
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that we can get here:
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Let's in a merry vaine
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all cares abandon,
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King Charles will come againe,
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shortly to London.
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Here's to our Royall King,
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in Spanish Fountaines,
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And to the blest off-spring,
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Prince of the Mountaines:
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I neither dread rebukes,
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nor adversaries,
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Here's a Health to both the Dukes,
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and the two Maries.
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They who are Subjects true,
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faithfull and loyall,
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Will yeild obedience due,
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t'our Soveraigne Loyall:
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The King of Heaven did
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o're us instate him,
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I would the Land were rid
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of all that hate him.
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Here's to our Royall King, etc.
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With sad and heavy cheare,
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we all have smarted,
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Since Charles our Soveraigne deare,
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from us departed:
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And since his Consort mild,
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sayl'd to her Brother,
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And Charles their princely Child,
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went to his Mother.
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Heres a health to our royall king etc
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I wish with all my Soule,
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that the first Movers,
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Of this Distraction foule,
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those mischiefe Lovers:
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May have their due deserts,
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pray all good Fellowes,
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That they in severall Carts,
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may ride to'th' Gallowes.
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Here's a Health to our royall King,
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in Spanish Fountaines,
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And to the blest off-spring,
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Prince of the Mountaines.
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I neither dread rebukes,
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nor adversaries,
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Here's a Health to both our Dukes,
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and the two Maries.
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The second part, To the same tune.
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WHen royall Charles doth come,
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to's old abiding,
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To make him welcome home
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running and riding:
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Will thought too little be,
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hee[']s so desired,
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His comely face to see,
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our hearts are fired.
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Here's a Health to our Royall King,
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in Spanish Fountaines
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And to the blest off-spring,
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Prince of Mountaines:
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I neither dread rebukes,
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nor adversaries,
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Here's a Health to both our Dukes,
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and the two Maries.
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Sure Heaven ow'd a Scourge,
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unto this Nation,
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And her foule sinnes to purge,
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rais'd this occasion:
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Many an Innocent,
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into'th' Grave thrust is,
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Yet King and Parliament,
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both protend Justice.
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Here's a health to our royall king etc.
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Let's leave our luxerie,
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pride, wrath, and malice,
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And we shall shortly see,
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in White-Hall-Paliace,
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Our gracious King and Queene,
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with the Royall Issue,
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And the Court as it hath beene,
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in Silkes and Tisue.
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Here's a Health to our Royall King,
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in Spanish Fountains,
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And to the blest off-spring,
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Prince of the Mountaines:
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I neither dread rebukes,
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nor adversaries,
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Here's a Health to both our Dukes,
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and the two Maries.
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If Heaven a Judgement had,
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long layd up for us,
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And after sorrowes sad,
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will now restore us:
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Unto our joyes againe,
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sending our King home,
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Let us him entertaine,
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and bravely bring home.
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Here's a Health to our royall king, et[c.]
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His gracious Majesty,
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(though he had forces,)
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Would not come heither by
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indirect couses:
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Hee'l to the Parliament,
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keepe just Conditions,
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And in time yeeld consent,
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to th'Propositions.
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Here's a Health to our royall king[, etc.]
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If the King comes to towne,
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(as it is likly,)
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With honour and renowne,
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you shall see quickly:
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Ropemakers, Carpenters,
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Hangmen, and Jaylors,
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More us'd then Shoo-makers,
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Weavers or Taylors.
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Here's a Health unto out Royall Kin[g,]
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in Spanish Fountaies,
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And to the blest off-spring,
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Prince of the Mountaines:
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I neither dread rebukes,
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nor adversaries,
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Here's a Health to both our Duke[s]
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and the two Marses.
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