A congratulatory poem on the arrival of His Sacred Majesty, at the city of Chester. August the 27th. 1687. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B20617 of text R232408 in the English Short Title Catalog. 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. 3KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 2 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 B20617 Wing C5825A Interim Tract Supplement Guide 807.g.5.[46] ESTC R232408 ocm99888871

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 eng James -- II, -- King of England, 1633-1701 -- Early works to 1800. Great Britain -- History -- James II, 1685-1688 -- Early works to 1800. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. eebo A congratulatory poem on the arrival of His Sacred Majesty, at the city of Chester. August the 27th. 1687. . n/a 1687 3 486 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. 2014-02 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2014-04 Sampled and proofread 2014-04 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2015-03 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
A CONGRATULATORY POEM ON THE ARRIVAL Of His Sacred MAJESTY , AT The CITY of CHESTER . August the 27th . 1687. HAste haste ! let the free sound of winged Fame Proclaim our joyes , and our old sorrows tame ; We have no room for sadness : all our bliss , Centers in present welcom Happiness . The Dolphins peep above our sandy Barr , Mermaids cut Capers in the serene Air : Bells ring alone , the silver Trumpet sound , Swans sing , and Moles appear above the Ground . Here Royal James newes his imperial Eye , As full of Love , as awfull Majesty . Eccho's of praise with fragrant Murmurs ring Around our City to our Glorious King ; A King , whose Gracious deeds have ever shown , There is no Royal Vertue like his own . Even they , who are not willing to obey , Blush , unto him Observance not to pay : Decrepid Age his Crutches throwes aside , Matron's look spruce as a new Married Bride . Boy's gallop , all our Girls with nimble feet , And speaking Eyes , contend their Prince to meet . Even they , who on our Altars Live , compose Te Deum's new , and seem well pleas'd as those : Dull sighs are banisht , fears disperst , and wit , Stands all a Tipto for this Triumph fit . Our Conduits run fresh wine , and by their store , So Fillip nature , we can weep no more : T is Criminal to Greet : now Heaven has Lent Of Happiness the solid Complement . From our indulgent Caesar , who well skills With Mercy to convince , and please the wills , Of all who know the benefit of Rest : nothing can better be then what is best . And to conform our Easiness the more , Loyal and brave Tyrconnel is come o'er , Dear to his Prince , and naturally fit , For Royal Trust ; this was a Lucky hit : With him the Irish Nobles hopefull are , Their King may Dublin see and Molingarr . Let s drink now freed from persecuting pain , And wish his Royal heart Auspicious Reign : And long , who ( of all Kings ) appears to be The instrument of Sacred Liberty , And him , who is not pleasd with present Grace , We cannot Judge to be of Loyal Race . Chester shall build a Monument of Brass , Which may Endure till Sun and Moon shall pass Away , and Glorious James his soul shall be , Above the tenth sphere with Eternity : And future Ages gradually shall know , From what spring , Brittains happiness did flow : Mean time , this gratulation may dispence , Our Sacrifice for Loyalty and sense .