The contented subjects; or, the Citizens joy. No power without God's providence, shall ever last or stand: then God preserve our Gracious Prince, and soveraign of this land. The tune is, Now, now the fight's done. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B20648 of text R228972 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. 5KB 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 B20648 Wing C5953A Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.9[905] ESTC R228972 ocm99888067

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 Early English books online text creation partnership. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. B20648) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 193132) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A6:1[534]) The contented subjects; or, the Citizens joy. No power without God's providence, shall ever last or stand: then God preserve our Gracious Prince, and soveraign of this land. The tune is, Now, now the fight's done. 1 sheet ([1] p.). Printed for P. Brooksby in West-smithfield, [London] : [1682] Place and date of publication from Wing CD-ROM, 1996. Image that follows is verso of the next title. Verse: "Now, now the time's come, noble Prichard is chose,". Imperfect: stained, affecting text. Reproduction of original in the British Library.

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 eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. eebo The contented subjects; or, the Citizens joy. : No power without God's providence, shall ever last or stand: then God preserve our Gracious Prince, an Martin, Joseph, active 1685-1700. 1682 2 762 1 0 0 0 0 0 13.12 C The rate of 13.12 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 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
The contented Subjects ; Or , the Citizens Joy No Power without God's Providence , shall ever last or stand : Then God preserve our Gracious Prince , and Soveraign of this Land . The Tune is , Now , now the Fight 's done . NOw , now the time 's come , Noble Prichard is chose , In spight of all People that would him oppose : The King and His Subjects , I hope will agree , That troubles and dangers , forgotten may be ; Then now London Citizens merrily Sing , God Bless Noble Prichard , and Prosper our King . The difference now , I hope is Compos'd , And the confidence that in our Mayor's Repos'd ; I do hope will be answer'd in every degree , If so , then no Subjects more happy than we : Then brave London Citizens merrily Sing , God Bless Noble Prichard , and Prosper the King . Our Flourishing Monarch , whose Fame doth abound , The Defender of Faith , I do hope will be found : Let the Turk and the Pope , both of him stand in fear , Whose Protestant Principles , now are so clear ; That the brave London Citizens merrily Sing , God Bless Noble Prichard , and Prosper the King . Do but mind how the Heavens upon us do smile , And the Pope's expectations do clearly beguile : To obliege Sinful Men , from their fault to refrain , That in Heaven above , they with Saints may remain ; Then Protestant Subjects be merry and Sing , God Bless Noble Prichard , and Prosper the King . The Divisions of late , that did strangely increase , I hope will conclude in a Flourishing Peace ; And England be freed from the dangers and fears , Which seem'd for to threaten her several years : Then may Loyal Citizens merrily Sing , God Bless Noble Prichard , and Prosper the King . And who can foretell what God's Love will bestow On us Sinful Men , who Inhabit below ? Since dayly we find that the Powers above , Sends us dayly Symptomes of Mercy and Love : But let brave Loyal Citizens merrily Sing , God Bless Noble Prichard , and Prosper the King . Thrice happy are Subjects , Yea , Blessed are they Who Honour their Prince , and God's Laws do obey : Upon that Blest Land , will Providence flo● 't were happy for England , if we could do so ; Yet London brave Citizens merrily Sing , God Bless Noble Prichard , and Prosper our King . What Prince ever Reign'd in this Island before , More filled with Love , that hath Mercy in store ? That freely forgives many who do offend , In hopes to find Mercy himself , in the end : Then brave London Citizens merrily Sing , God Bless Noble Prichard , and Prosper our King . Then lift up your Souls both in Heart and in Voice , Bless Heaven so kind , for so happy a Choice ; As lately was made , to the Peoples content , Of which I do hope they will never repent : While the brave London Citizens merrily Sing , God Bless Noble Prichard , and Prosper the King . You brave English Subjects , that Honour your Prince , Take pattern by me , and let reason Convince : That our King doth endeavour this Land to Advance , And not keep you like the Poor Serviles in France ; Then let London Citizens merrily Sing , God Bless Noble Prichard , and Prosper the King . Of Whigs and of Torys , we hear shall no more , These Names of distinctions did trouble some sore : But since God and the King , to England are friends , Know , where strife amongst Subjects so strangely depends , The Citizens then very faintly will Sing , But God Bless the Mayor , and Prosper the King . Do but mind with what joy this Mayor was receiv'd , 't would make you admire , 't is by some not believ'd : But 't is certainly sure , give but Credit to me , That goes not by Here-say ; but this I did see : Then London brave Citizens merrily Sing , God Bless Noble Prichard , and Prosper the King . FINIS .

Printed for P. Brooksby , in West-smithfield .