A congratulatory poem on the safe arrival of His Grace James Duke of Monmovth, at Utretch, on Saturday Sept. 27. 1679. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B02339 of text R221063 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing C5829A). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 4 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 B02339 Wing C5829A Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.2[125] Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.3[94] 99885207 ocm99885207 182578 2264213741

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B02339) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 182578) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A1:1[126]; A4:1[94]) A congratulatory poem on the safe arrival of His Grace James Duke of Monmovth, at Utretch, on Saturday Sept. 27. 1679. 1 sheet ([1] p.). Printed by Nat. Thompson at the Cross Keys in Fetter-lane., London, : MDCLXXIX. [1679] Verse: "Welcom, renowned prince! thrice welcom here ..." Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Monmouth, James Scott, -- Duke of, 1649-1685 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. eebo A congratulatory poem on the safe arrival of His Grace James Duke of Monmovth, at Utretch, on Saturday Sept. 27. 1679. anon 1679 1 549 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2008-07 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-07 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-08 Sampled and proofread 2008-08 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
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 .