London's joy and Triumph. On the Instalment of Sir William Pritchard LORD MAYOR for the Ensuing Year.  
To the Tune of, Tangier March.  

I.  
LEt the Whigs revile,  
The TORIES Smile,  
That their business is Completed,  
Let all Rejoice  
With Heart and Voice,  
That the Whigs at last Defeated.  
The Whigs for Loyalty so Famed,  
With all their hopes are Undone;  
Since now brave Pritchard is Proclaimed  
The LOYAL Mayor of London.   

II.  
You Polish Brace  
Whose Brazen Face,  
To the Chair would be Aspiring,  
See the Rabble Crowd  
Who Polled so Loud;  
Are bawked beyond Admiring;  
Learn in time to mitigate  
Your bold Tumultuous Fury,  
ere you shall find, you trust too late,  
To Ignoramus-Jury.   

III.  
Let P— r Tom  
Receive the Doom,  
So long due for his Cheating,  
Who did purloyn  
The CITY Coin,  
To keep up Holy Meeting;  
To Rob the Orphan, and the Poor,  
His great Discharge of Trust is,  
And run upon the Widows Score,  
To do the CITY Justice.   

IV.  
Let Ward Repent,  
And Jenks Relent,  
Their Practices so malicious,  
Let Hobland rue  
With all the Crew,  
That they were so Officious;  
Such Jews as these, who did deny  
Their Saviour for a Tester,  
No doubt again would Crucify,  
Their Sovereign Lord and Master.   

V.  
For NORTH and RICH,  
And every such,  
They set up a Papillion;  
'Gainst PRITCHARD hold,  
With Cornish, Gold,  
With Riot and Rebellion:  
To love the KING can you pretend,  
Who Royalists deny all;  
And with such Vigour dare contend,  
Against the Man that's Loyal.   

VI  
For shame in time  
Repent your Crime,  
Your Riot and Commotion;  
And to the MAYOR,  
Who kept the Chair,  
Pay all your just Devotion;  
Such was their Loyalty of late,  
To give the KING no Money:  
But freely threw away their Plate,  
To join with Rebel TONEY.   

VII.  
Thus you before  
Did run on score  
With Royal CHARLES your Master;  
Like drunk or mad  
Spent all you had  
To uphold a bold Imposture:  
Let not Knaves again betray,  
And rob you of your Reason,  
Then leave your Factious Heads to pay  
The forfeit of your Treason.   

VIII.  
With all your heat  
What did you get?  
With all your din and quarter;  
But to involve  
With each Resolve  
The more-entangled CHARTER?  
To CHARLES' your just Allegiance give,  
Your PROPERTIES, then plead 'em:  
Defending the PREROGATIVE,  
You best protect your FREEDOM.    

LONDON: Printed in the year MDCLXXXII.