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The second part,
to the same Tune.
[illustration] Woodcut illustration, presumably of King Charles I and Queen Henrietta.
MOre news I have to tell you here,
I hope 'twill give you all content,
Our Royal Quéen they say is néer,
upon the Seas she now is bent,
Her flée 's under Sail,
With a brave gallant gale,
God send them a fair and plesant blast,
And safe with the King,
That we may all sing
long lookt for now 'tis come at last.
The King with all his Noble train,
prepared is to goe likewise,
In Royal pomp to entertain.
his Consort, and to solemnize,
That happy day,
Where in we may,
With voices loud be heard and séen,
With one accord.
Crabe all of the Lord,
to blesse our gracious King and Queen.
A happy moneth of May we had,
when as our King to London came,
It made all faithful subjects glad,
I hope this will produce the same:
There is no fear,
But this happy year,
will make amends for many past
Content let us be,
And then we shall sée,
long lookt for now will come at last.
For to conclude and end my song,
some things I do desire to sée,
In it I shall do none no wrong,
who faithful to the King will be,
That all may agrée,
In Love and Vnity,
To forgive and forget all that is past,
Next that we might,
Every one have his right,
long lookt for then would come at last.
That Cavaliers may all be paid,
and Traytors too have their desert,
That have the Kingdom to decayd,
I think there's few will take their part,
I mean none but those,
That yet are our foes,
and longs to sée this Kingdom wast:
But let them beware,
Of the Hangmans snare.
long lookt for then may come at last,
FINIS.