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B02339 A congratulatory poem on the safe arrival of His Grace James Duke of Monmovth, at Utretch, on Saturday Sept. 27. 1679. 1679 (1679) Wing C5829A; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.2[125]; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.3[94] 926 1

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A CONGRATULATORY POEM On the Safe Arrival of His Grace JAMES Duke of MONMOVTH At UTRETCH on Saturday Sept. 27. 1679. WElcom Renowned Prince thrice Welcom here Who art to Europe as to Britain dear No Land or Country but has heard your Fame In every place is known Great MONMOUTH's Name There is no Nation but your Worth can tell And where you may belov'd in safety dwell Such is your Virtue that where e're you come You are no Stranger but are still at Home It is the lustre of your beauteous Mind That makes you thus the Darling of Mankind Though you ne'er us'd mean base and politick Arts To overcome and win the Peoples Hearts Yet you have gain'd for which you never strove By Virtue 's secret Charms a Nations Love When you the Court and famous LONDON left All look'd as if they were of Joy bereft A Spring-Tide flow'd from all the Peoples Eyes Which follow'd was with an huge Storm of sighs By which your Foes if you have any learn'd That all the honest World 's for you concern'd And till they heard you safely Landed were A troubled Cloud did in each Face appear But now Great Sir their trouble will abate And your safe Landing we Congratulate All honest Englishmen rejoyce to see You 've pass'd the Dangers of the British Sea For you to Heav'n ten thousand Prayers are sent As many happy Wishes daily spent The People inwardly do sigh and mourn And will no comfort take till You Return Though you have England left yet you still are To Vs and to your Royal Father dear You are both Heavens and your Monarch's care May Heav'n protect you by 's Almighty Arm That in your Travels you may take no harm May he preserve your much-desir'd Life From Popish Plots and from the Jesuits Knife May true Religion still your Soul possess And may Heav'n you with Sacred Virtues bless Fit you with Hermes great Triplicity With Knowledge Power and true Piety May you in Wisdom shine like Solomon At least deserve if not possess a Throne May your Great Father's mercy you adorn And may you back to ENGLAND soon Return These are the Wishes that do you attend And which all Loyal Hearts to Heav'n do send Egbert from whom you do derive your Race To whom the Saxon Heptarchy gave place Whose Valour did convert seven Crowns to one And mounted first the English Monarch's Throne Once left his Country silently withdrew And Travell'd into Foreign parts like You But did Return with Glory and Renown And by his Virtue did obtain a Crown FINIS LONDON Printed by NAT. THOMPSON at the Cross Keys in Fetter-lane MDCLXXIX