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<HEAD><HI>D&V;X RED&V;X:</HI> OR, Londons Thank&s;giving.</HEAD>
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<P><HI>Being a Panegyrick on the mo&s;t Happy Return of His Royal Highne&s;s</HI> JAMES <HI>Duke of</HI> York, <HI>Lord High Admiral of</HI> England, <HI>Septemb.</HI> 19. 1672.</P>
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<L>REturn'd and Safe! Let the glad Realm Re|joyce,</L>
<L>Till Rocks, and Mountains, Eccho all our Joyes.</L>
<L>The purling Streams would el&s;e our Mirth fore&s;tall,</L>
<L>And make their murmurs much more Mu&s;ical.</L>
<L>Thrice Welcom (Mighty Prince!) Let the Bells ring,</L>
<L>And all the People <HI>Jo-paean</HI> Sing.</L>
<L>We owe not here to Faggots, Pitch, or Tarre,</L>
<L>Our Hearts enflam'd with Love, Be&s;t Bonfires are;</L>
<L>Since our Great <HI>JAMES</HI> is to St. <HI>James&s;es</HI> come;</L>
<L>Wellcome as the ble&s;t day, that brought him Home:</L>
<L>A Day than which a Happier ne're was known,</L>
<L>Save that which brought our Soveraign to his Throne.</L>
<L>A Day, to Loyal Hearts of &s;pecial Note,</L>
<L>Brought the Great <HI>JAMES</HI> home in a Plea&s;ure-boat.</L>
<L>Well-fare tho&s;e gentle, tho&s;e au&s;picious Gales,</L>
<L>For <HI>Albions</HI> &s;ake &s;well'd his Tryumphant Sailes.</L>
<L>Well-fare brisk Tydes, well-fare tho&s;e active Rowers,</L>
<L><HI>Wing'd</HI> with de&s;ire, and Joy Feather'd their Oars.</L>
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<L>The <HI>Tower</HI> Salutes him with one <HI>Broad-&s;ide</HI> more,</L>
<L>Re-minding <HI>Thou&s;ands</HI> he Receiv'd before.</L>
<L>Upon his Stern the <HI>Crim&s;on En&s;igne</HI> &s;tood,</L>
<L>A <HI>Flag</HI> was double-dy'd with <HI>Belgick-Blood.</HI></L>
<L>The very Sea Trembled to &s;ee him there,</L>
<L>And <HI>Neptune</HI> hid his wavy Head for fear.</L>
<L>His Pre&s;ence did the <HI>Sea-Gods</HI> &s;o Confound,</L>
<L>That not a <HI>Tryton</HI> dur&s;t a Trumpet Sound.</L>
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<L>What &s;hould <HI>He</HI> more pur&s;ue his pro&s;trate <HI>Foes?</HI></L>
<L>He &s;taid till there was nothing to Oppo&s;e;</L>
<L>Save Petty <HI>Privateers,</HI> &s;linckt out of Size:</L>
<L>Let Idle <HI>Emp'rours</HI> &s;pend their hours on Flyes.</L>
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<L>Some deem'd him <HI>Dead,</HI> his Conduct being to the&s;e</L>
<L>As Dark as Midnight, and as Deep as Seas.</L>
<L>What is't, that <HI>Bulk of Ba&s;ene&s;s</HI> Satisfies?</L>
<L>Who, though they <HI>See Him,</HI> dare not tru&s;t their <HI>Eyes.</HI></L>
<L>For, dazled with an Object &s;o Supream,</L>
<L>Their Envy would be Blind, that it might Dream.</L>
<L>This <HI>Juncto,</HI> by a <HI>Coffee-Hou&s;e</HI> contrive,</L>
<L>Have Thou&s;ands Kill'd (thank God) are &s;till Alive:</L>
<L>And they, to Ba&s;e and Di&s;-ingenious Ends,</L>
<L>Bewail their <HI>Enemies,</HI> and Bewitch their <HI>Friends.</HI></L>
<L>For &s;ince a&s;ide <HI>Wallingford</HI>-Hou&s;e is &s;tept</L>
<L>In Coffee-hou&s;e, <HI>Committee of Safety</HI>'s kept.</L>
<L>Who by the <HI>Turks Black Drink,</HI> for ought I &s;ee,</L>
<L>Are become no le&s;s <HI>Infidels</HI> than Hee.</L>
<L>A <HI>Sect of Schi&s;maticks</HI> that wou'd have that,</L>
<L>Ask 'um at pre&s;ent, and they know not what.</L>
<L>Defend us Heaven! the <HI>World</HI>'s a troublous Sea,</L>
<L>Where every <HI>Puppy</HI> wou'd a <HI>Pilot</HI> be.</L>
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<L>Far, far be't from <HI>Inferiours</HI> to Enquire:</L>
<L>Suffice it, they <HI>Sit Happy,</HI> and <HI>Admire.</HI></L>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P><HI>London,</HI> Printed by <HI>T. M.</HI> for <HI>Richard Head,</HI> 1672.</P>
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