THE Loyal Bumper: or, England's Comfort BEING A Health to King William and Queen Mary, and the Prince of Denmark.  
To an Excellent New TUNE.  

(1)  
HEre's a Health to the King whom the Crown does belong to,  
Confusion to those that true Kings would do wrong to:  
We'll here use no Name of an Old King or New King,  
But we'll Drink a Health, Boys, a Health to the true King.   

(2)  
Here's a Health to that Man that has wrong done to no Man,  
Be he English or Dutchman, or Spaniard, or Roman:  
Here's a Health to those Children their Parents obey well,  
For the Disobedient we know will not Sway well.   

(3)  
Here's a Health to Just Men, from the Cott to the Throne, Boys,  
For Conscience will tell you, all should keep their own, Boys:  
Here's a Health to those Worthys that stand up for David,  
And shame take those Members their Head have outbraved.   

(4)  
Here's a Health to Queen Mary, true Joys light upon her,  
May her Life be attended with Glory and Honour:  
We'll here use no Name of an Old Queen or New Queen,  
But we'll Drink a Health, Boys, a Health to the true Queen.   

(5)  
Here's a Health to the Prince, Heaven send him long Life,  
And if e'er he be Crowned, let him Reign without Strife:  
We here do not name him, whether Old Prince or New Prince,  
But we'll Drink a Health, Boys, a Health to the true Prince.   

(6)  
Here's a Health to those hearts that are Honest and Loyal,  
And those which are not so, may Heaven destroy all:  
We do not name any, whether Old hearts or New hearts,  
But we'll Drink a Health, Boys, a Health to all true hearts.   

(7)  
Here's a Health to the Clergy, true Sons of the Church,  
Who leave not their Prince nor Religion i'th' lurch:  
We here do not mention whether Old Church or New Church,  
But we'll Drink a Health to the Sons of the true Church.   

(8)  
Here's a Health to those Soldiers that' ill Fight for their Pay,  
That will stand by their Master, and not run away:  
Whether Lords, D. or E. so they Fight for their King, Boys,  
Or else let them Die all like Dogs in a String, Boys.   

(9)  
Once more to all these, let the Glass then go round,  
Preserve all the Loyal, and Traitors confound:  
Send Peace to Old England, and give Caesar his Due, Boys,  
And then 'twill be better for me and for you, Boys.   
FINIS.