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2.231 R188472 1 Hark the Thundering Cannons Roar Hark the Thundering Cannons Roar Hark the Thundering Cannons Roar SOund a Trumpet, beat a Drum, / Since the happy Day is come, imprint unclear: cut off at an angle; date from content: James II, King of England, Coronation of. Pepys 2.231 Rollins (1) III: 157-160; Wing L2939[A] Pepys Library The Pepys ballads : facsimile volume Editor W.G. Day D.S. Brewer Cambridge [England] 1987 Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 231 LONDONS LOYALTY: / OR, A New SONG on the / Royal Coronation. LONDONS LOYALTY: OR, A New SONG on the Royal Coronation. London's Loyalty: or, a New Song on the Royal Coronation. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, ?210 x 320 cropped left, right and bottom edges, damaged surface, uneven inking cast fleurons 1685 [? Printed for C. Dennisson] [?] C. Dennisson Weinstein: content

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SOund a Trumpet, beat a Drum, Since the happy Day is come, That rejoyceth Christendom, and James is now Anointed: Though the Plotters all did dive, And Sedition did contrive, He their Malice doth survive, and Reigns, as God appointed. Let his Subjects shout and sing, All in gladness for the[ir] King, And rejoyce now with the Spring, because the shaddow's flying;
Now let Valour have the place, Loyalty hath gain'd the Race, And on Treason turn'd the Chase, and now Rebellion's dying. Now the Tempest is o're-past, And the Heav'n that was o're-cast, Turn'd both clear and bright at last, and Phoebus he is shining; Let us play the fool no more, Nor longer run on Treasons score, As some of us have done before, since James in peace is Reigning.
Rouse Great Monarch then, whom Fate Hath Sirnominated Great, To Gaurd and Rule both Church and State, and trace brave Alexander; Now the Turk dare not presume, To think to Conquer Christendom, Or Tyrannize for time to come, to be the Worlds Commander. When Hogan-mogan did disdain To take on Brittains Yoak again, He led the Fleet unto the Main, and bravely did behave him: When Brains and Bullets flew about, He prov'd himself both wise and stout, And cry'd, Let's have the other bout, we will both fight and slave them. He's the First-Rate Soveraign Blood, Laden with the Kingdoms Good, Toss'd betwixt the Wind and Flood, whom Providence ensureth; Though the true Religions vail, Were made Treasons highest sail, The hope of Hypocrites would fail, for Truth alone endureth.
Heap me a rousing Glass with Wine, Let no Man at this health repine, To James the Great I'll drink off mine, he knows both Sword and Scepter: When madness did make Brittain Dance, The Tragedy of base Mischance, His Practice did his parts Enhance, and was Compleat still after. Honest Fellow, live Content, Kindly take what God hath sent, Think what way to pay thy Rent, and strive to flye no higher: He's a Fool (at any rate) Meddleth with the Church or State, He'l repent when 'tis too late, and say that i'm no Lyar. Fear the Lord, Honour the King, Submit to Fate (in every thing) Do thy Business and Sing, and never think on sorrow: In private eat thy Honey-Comb, Kiss thy Wife, and keep at home, Never think on what's to come, for none hath seen to Morrow.
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