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B04754
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A poem to His Highness, the Prince of Orange, to welcome him into the city of London. / Written by a son of the Church of England.
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Son of the Church of England.
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1688
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Wing P2704A; ESTC R181907
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A POEM To His HIGHNESS the PRINCE of ORANGE To Welcome Him into the CITY of LONDON Written by a SON of the Church of England IN Lawless Times when Romes devouring Jaws Swallow'd our Peace Religion and our Laws When Subjects Rights lay crush'd beneath the Throne And that Debauch'd by th' Whore of Babylon When Loyal Wits by Popish Knaves were fool'd And all the State by Romes dark Counsels Rul'd When Lyes confirm'd were and the Truth run down And Beads became the Jewels of the Crown When all the Nation in a deep Despair Lay groaning Crush'd beneath a load of Care When Legal Order was by Priests confus'd The Laws corrupted and the Just abus'd The Crown and Cross in subtle Union joyn'd Made Private Leagues for publick Ills design'd Thus England lay expecting of its Doom Expos'd to all the Greedy Woolves of Rome But Heaven who their Black Stratagems had seen With a Blest Care divinely stept between Their close infernal Treacheries to prevent Resolv'd to Chuse some Humane Instrument And none so fit on Earth could Heaven see For this blest Enterprize Great PRINCE as Thee O Mighty SAVIOUR whom just Heaven has Chose To keep Us from the Violence of our Foes How shall we set forth Thy Immortal FAME Or in fit Accents Celebrate Thy NAME Humane Abilities it far exceeds To speak at large the Greatness of Thy Deeds 'T is Thou O PRINCE has set the Nation free Redeem'd us all from Romes vile Slaverie And Plac'd us in our Antient Libertie We through Thy Aid by Heavens Decree imploy'd Possess those Rights we heretofore enjoy'd Religion which the Good delights to see Establish'd in its splendid Propertie By false Authority was Trampled down And basely Worried 'twixt the Cross and Crown But now behold Her foes Thy Justice shun And into dark Obscurities they run Like gloving mists disperse before the Sun. Great PRINCE Thy Coming does no less presage Than the Blest Sun-shine of a Peaceful Age Who would their Fortunes from thy Service spare Since ev'ry one will the Advantage Share Or who 'd deny the Homage justly due For our Deliverance Mighty PRINCE to you He deserves bondage who omits the pains Of strugling to release himself from Chains O Happy Albion didst thou rightly know The Blessings Heaven upon Thee doth bestow Thou 'st pray His Power might as a Screen indure Whose Potent Arm has kept our Peace secure Who at one Blast has all our Cares o'reblown Restor'd those Rights we Justly call our own And frighted Rooms Black Agens from the Throne Ye Sons of Englands Church your fears destroy For Heaven assures us of an Age of Joy Let us a Chearful Gladness now express Due to the prospect of our Happiness Welcome Great PRINCE more welcome let us say Than to the Persians is the Rising day Long may He live and ever youthful be With Honour Crown'd Cloath'd with Felicity Pursu'd by Fame by all Diversion met Free from the least Misfortune or Regret May all Prosperity His Life attend And every Action with a Blessing end May Heaven to each Adventure give Success And all His Days and Undertakings bless And may He Crown'd be whensoe're He dyes For this Great Deed with Everlasting Joys FINIS London Printed for I. C. in Holbourn 1688.