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NOw Heaven Smiles; Our Clouded Orb looks bright: The Suns returnd, and has dispelld our Night. Rejoyce all Loyal Souls: Let all this Isle, Be Coverd with an Universal Smile. Great JAMES is come! Blest be the Happy Day, That did His wisht-for Person safe Convey. Our Hearts, the Limits of our Breasts, oerflow, And oft for passage to our Mouths do go, Eager His Princely Person for to meet, And to lie prostrate at His Royal Feet. Let all His Foes (tho Foes without a Cause) Look back a while, and on His Actions pause: Enumerate all His Virtues; Glories, Name, Then say why they such Goodness did prophane, And strove with Slander to Eclipse His Fame. May all that woud His Glories so decrease, Or cease to be, or to be Envious cease. May they in Shame hang down their Hated Head; And never raise um till their Rancours dead. Ungrateful Men! What Hazards did He Shun? How oft to Death and Danger did He Run? To Save your Lives, and Liberties Secure, What Hardships, and what Miseries Endure? How oft His Royal Person too Expose, Amidst (except your Selves) His greatest Foes? When He from HOLLAND fraught with Triumphs came, And Fame had taught the World no other Name, Then your Acknowledgments you did Express, To His vast Conduct owd your Happiness. Then Caps flew up, and Brimmers too were filld; His Health went round, and not a Drop was spilld; But in the Fulness of your Flowing Bowls, You showd the Gladness of your well-pleasd Souls. Now Silent as the Night all husht you lye, (Unknown unto your Selves the Reason why) And let (Oh! Shame to speak it!) Gratitude to dye. Yet all Untainted Loyal Hearts do Sing, Welcom, GREAT SIR, Dear Brother of our KING. Welcom to us; such Hearty Welcom, SIR, As Wealth tth Poor, or Rest tth Traveller, Or to the Death-beleagerd his Deliverer.
Yet farther Welcom, which no Good Man controuls, Welcom as Paradise is to our Souls: May they who to Your Welcom dont agree, There find no Welcom, but excluded be. Were so transported at Your Glorious Sight, Were lost in Extasie, and vast Delight: Our Souls do Bless You wheresoeer You go; To You we all do Veneration owe. To Grace Your Mind as Heavn took special Care, So did it too to make Your Body Rare. Joy of our Eyes, our Minds chief Darling too, Let all that woud be Truly Great, Copy You. Oh that I were Inspird! that I might tell How oft our Mighty HERO did Excell In Glorious Acts! How oft His Warlike Arm His Enemies did Defeat, and Country Charm! But all His Godlike Acts no Tongue can tell, For theyre so great, they are Ineffable. Our Dazld Sense cant all His Glories see, They are too strong for our Humanity: Tis Heavn that bestowd um best can tell, For theyre to us Incomprehensible. When from His Royal Brother came Command, That He forthwith should Quit His Native Land, And to some Foreign Shore Himself Convey, Being all Obedience, straight withdrew away. Scarce was it spoke, but He forthwith Obeyd; Nor was there any Murmuring Question made; But as the Meanest, Poorest Subject, He His Duty showd, and Brothers Soveraigntie. Immense Obedience! Neer to be forgot, Nor in Oblivions Grave unthought of rot; But tos Immortal Fame and Glory be Recorded left to all Posterity. Let LONDON Ring tillt Eccho on the THAMES, Long Live the KING, ands Royal Brother JAMES.
FINIS. LONDON, Printed for G.K. MDCLXXX.