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R228921 YOU Britsh Souls that ever stood / For the Church and Nations good Now a Health to General Monk / Who did Confound the Rump, / We will merry merry drink boys every Year. [with variation] British Library - 1872.a.1 Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 24 A SONG in Commemoration of KING Charles the Second, A SONG in Commemoration of KING Charles the Second, A SONG in Commemoration of KING Charles the Second, ?-?

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YOU Britsh Souls that ever stood For the Church and Nations good I hope you'l not forget the day The happy Twenty ninth of May When Dick did loose the Game, And Glorious Charls came in, His subjects drooping hearts to Chear, Now a Health to General Monk Who did Confound the Rump, We will merry merry drink boys every Year. I'll tell the Game that he did run, When Charls the First they did dethrone, The Churches they did tumble down, The Cloak did over Rule the Gown, On Lords Estates they siz'd, And Plunder'd who they pleas'e, And like the Turks kept us in Fear. Now a health etc, Our Bishops they did send away, They was not Suffer'd for to pray For great Glorious Charls our King, 'Twas Treason for to speak of him, This Prince of Royall Birth, Was of his Crown bereft And forst to hide in the Oak for fear Now a Health, etc. Upon the City Gates was seen, The Heads of many a Noble Man, Whom they thought disafected then, To Noll who did Protector Reign, Thus Brittains Land did Mourn, Weighting their Kings Return Each Loyal soul Posses'd with Fear, Now a Health etc. They burnt our books of Holy Prayer The bells did from the steeples tear The Man must dye that mov'd his Tongue, To wish King Charles upon the Throne, A Noble Lady Fair, Convey'd the King we hear Disguised like a little Page,
Safely O're to France, He led the Whigs a Dance. When nothing but his blood would them Asswage The bloud-hounds they did loose their scent, When by the Oaken Tree they went, This was by Heavens great Decree, The King shoud thus Preserved be, Twlve Years was in Exile, Till Fortune it did smile The Heir was banished away, Now a Health etc. Monk Rouz'd up like a Lyon bold Resolving not to be contrould He'd loose his Life but he'd bring in, Charls his Sovereign Lord and King, And to the Nations Joy, He brought the wandring Boy, By the sound of a Trumpet and Loud Huzzas So a Health to General Monk, That did confound the Rump, We'll drink on the Twenty ninth of May Great Triumph thr'o the City Rung, Belconies was with Tapistree Hung, The Conduits did with Claret spring, Each subject thought himself a King, They wore the Royal Oak, A Grief unto the Cloak, Who Forced was to fly away, So a Health to General Monk, That did put down the Rump, We'll drink on the Twenty ninth of May So God Preserve the Church and state, And you that Thirst for Honous great, Strive not Kings for to Dethrone, State matters we will let alone, But theres no harm this day, The Tweaty ninth of May, To Commemorate our hearts to chear, To drink to General Monk, That did confound the Rump, Then merry merry be Boys E'ry Year.