%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Protestant Commander: / OR, / A DIALOGUE betwixt him and his Loving Lady, at his Departure hence with his / Majesty King William, for the Expedition in Ireland. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 07/13/2021 37434

The University of California makes a claim of copyright only to original contributions made by Early Modern Center participants and other members of the university community. The University of California makes no claim of copyright to the original text. Permission is granted to download, transmit or otherwise reproduce, distribute or display the contributions to this work claimed by The University of California for non-profit educational purposes, provided that this header is included in its entirety. For inquiries about commercial uses, please contact:

Patricia Fumerton Early Modern Center - English Department University of California Santa Barbara, CA 93105 United States of America EMail: pfumer@english.ucsb.edu

R182219 1 Let Caesar Live Long Let Caesar Live Long Let Caesar Live Long FArewel my sweet Lady, my Love and Delight, / Under Great King William in Person I'll Fight, In Dublin City our King we'll Proclaim, / And Crown him with Trophies of Honour and Fame. [with variation] British Library - Bagford Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 87 2: 88 The Protestant Commander: / OR, / A DIALOGUE betwixt him and his Loving Lady, at his Departure hence with his / Majesty King William, for the Expedition in Ireland. The Protestant Commander: OR, A DIALOGUE betwixt him and his Loving Lady, at his Departure hence with his Majesty King William, for the Expedition in Ireland. ?-? P. Brooksby. J. Deacon

This document follows the guidelines specified for TEI.

XML Generated Automatically at 7/13/2021 2:02:10 PM Using EMC

XBallad Parsing Engine developed by Carl G Stahmer.

TEI Template developed by Gerald Egan and Modified by Carl Stahmer

All apostrophes are encoded as '.

Any dashs occurring in line breaks have been removed;

All dashs are encoded as ‐ and all em dashes as —.

 Early Modern Center Ballad Project Keyword Taxonomy advice affliction / health alcohol Americas animals / nature Bible / biblical figures buildings / architecture catastrophe children class clothing / appearance country / nation crime death economics / commerce entertainments family Featured folklore gender holidays / seasons infidelity labor / craft law London love maritime marriage military / war monstrosity mythology / Classical news nobility / court politics / government procreation punishment race / ethnicity religious concepts religious figures religious groups royalty rural life servitude sex / sexuality supernatural / magic travel trickery / deceit urban life vice violence virtue vulgar humor youth / age Library of Congress Subject Heading Taxonomy 7/13/2021 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Ballads, English 17th century Broadsides, England 17th century 7/13/2021 2:02:10 PM XBallad King, Joyce Created XML Version of Ballad 7/13/2021 2:02:10 PM Transcription Supervisor McCants, Kristen Transcription of ballad manuscript 7/13/2021 2:02:10 PM Double-Key Comparison and Merging Stark, Nicole Transcription of ballad manuscript 7/13/2021 2:02:10 PM Transcriptionist Two McCants, Kristen Transcription of ballad manuscript 7/13/2021 2:02:10 PM Transcriptionist One Al halabieh, Deena Transcription of ballad manuscript 5/29/2019 Bibliographer Kristen McCants Initial Ballad Catalogue Record Created
<seg n="1" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">The Protestant Commander:</hi></seg> <seg n="2" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">OR,</hi></seg> <seg n="3" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">A DIALOGUE betwixt him and his Loving Lady, at his Departure hence with his</hi></seg> <seg n="4" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Majesty King <hi rend="bold">William,</hi> for the Expedition in <hi rend="bold">Ireland.</hi></hi></seg> <lb/> <seg n="5" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">To the Tune of <hi rend="bold">Let Caesar Live Long.</hi></hi></seg> <lb/> <seg n="6" rend="left"><hi rend="italic"><hi rend="bold">Licensed according to Order.</hi></hi></seg>
FArewel my sweet Lady, my Love and Delight, Under Great King William in Person I'll Fight, Therefore for awhile I must leave thee behind, Yet let not my Absence, Love, trouble thy Mind: In Dublin City our King we'll Proclaim, And Crown him with Trophies of Honour and Fame. An Army we have of true Protestant Boys, Who Fears not the French nor the Irish Dear Joys, We'll freely salute them with Powder and Ball, 'Till we have utterly routed them all: The Sword of King William his Name shall proclaim, [A]nd Crown him with Trophies of Honour and Fame.
Love let me go with thee, the Lady reply'd, I freely can venture to dye by thy side, A Heart of true Courage I bear in my Breast, Therefore for King William I vow and protest A Sword I will flourish, his Name to proclaim, And Crown him with Trophies of Honour and Fame. I'll strip off those Jewels and Rings which I wear, And other Apparel in brief I'll prepare; In bright shining Armour I then will appear, And march in the Field by the side of my Dear: The Conquering Sword shall King William proclaim, And Crown him with Trophies of Honour and Fame.
My Jewel, if thou hast a mind to go o'er Along with thy Love to the Irish Shore, I freely will give my consent to this thing, Yet not like a Souldier to Fight for the King: His Army is able his Name to proclaim, And Crown him with Trophies of Honour and Fame. The Court is more fit than the Camp for my Dear, Where Beautiful Ladies in Glory appear; While Soldiers of Fortune must fight in the Field, Until they have made the proud Enemy yield: The Conquering Sword shall King William proclaim, And Crown him with Trophies of Honour and Fame. My Dearest, said she, I'll to Ireland go, I value not Courts, neither fear I the Foe, Thy Presence will yield me both Joy and Delight, I'll wait in thy Tent 'till returning from Fight: The Conqu'ring Sword does King William preclaim, And Crown him with Trophies of Honour and Fame. If thou should'st be wounded, my Dear, in the Field, Then shall I be ready some Succour to yield; 'Tis true, my sweet Lady, he straitways reply'd, Thy earnest Desire shall not be deny'd: Our Conquering Sword shall King William proclaim, And Crown him with Trophies of Honour and Fame. The French and the Tories King William will rout, From City to Castle he'll course them about, We'll make the poor Teagues to quite change their Tone, From Lilli burlero to Ah! hone, Ah! hone. With Conquering Sword we'll King William proclaim And Crown him with Trophies of Honour and Fame. The French-Men the height of our Fury shall feel, We'll Chase them with Swords of true tempered steel, They Food for the Ravens and Crows shall be made, And teach them hereafter that Land to Invade Then thro' the whole Nation our King we'll pro[claim] And Crown him with Trophies of Honour an[d Fame.]
Printed for P. Brooksby. J. Deacon. [?]