A PANEGYRIC On her most Excellent Majesty, Katherine, Queen of England, Scotland, France, and Ireland: OR Her Highness' Cordial welcome into England.  
Her Royal Majesty landed at Portsmouth, on Wednesday night, the 14. this instant May; to the great joy of all those that truly fear God, and honour the KING.  
By LANCELOT REYNOLDS, Gent.  
LONDON: Printed by R. Vaughan, in Great St. Martin's.   

On her most Excellent Majesty, Katherine, Queen of England, Scotland, France, and Ireland: Her Highness' Cordial welcome into England.  

When that you saw, Brave England's Royal Fleece  
And many Nobles, of the English greet.  
Your Royal Brother, did them Entertain:  
And there Brave Company, and Princely Train;  
Where nothing was wanting, to show his love:  
And interchange of action; to approve.  
After great Feasting: they must then part thence.  
Take there great charge, a Royal Recompense.  
Much land, and watery Ocean, was between:  
I cannot now relate, what was there seen;  
In the great Court, of King of Pertugal;  
Grand happiness, I wish unto them all.  
When you did leave, your Brother's Royal Court:  
Many great Persons, did to you resort.  
At last into the Ship, you did enter:  
Resolving on a Royal adventure.  
I wished that the Seas, might be calm, and fair:  
For to Convey, a Spouse, that is so Ra●e;  
Endued with Eminent qualities of mind:  
A Jewel so Rich, so Rare is hard to find.  
Aeolus breathed fair, filled sails to convoy:  
The choicest Jewel, of my Sovereign's joy.  
Neptune stir not up, Thy Tempestuous waves:  
Where many are buried, in untimely graves.  
May's Forehead now be smooth, no wrinkled brow:  
But fair, and calm, great Caesar it allow.  
May Fishes skip, and in the Ocean play:  
England Rejoice, at this happy day.  
God Bless the place, where you did safely land:  
And keep your Highness, by the Almighty's hand.  
Welcome Rare Princess, into great Britain's land:  
To gracious King Charles, that doth it command;  
And all our noble Nation beside:  
To be a Famous Queen, King Charles his Bride.  
Now you are passed over, the Surging Seas:  
Down you may sit, and take your quiet case.  
When you shall come, in my dear Sovereign's sight:  
Oh how it will his Highness' heart delight.  
The Birds will chant, and melodious sing:  
To welcome in our Queen, to'r Royal King.  
All creatures in their kind, may now rejoice:  
So let all English men, with heart, and voice.  
So let Scotland, and Ireland then, now accord:  
Truly to love, and honour their dear Lord.  
Give him all comforts, of a Nuptial bed:  
And all things may delight's heart, hand, and head;  
All things that may please, my Sov'raigns' senses:  
Friends Faithful, without feigned pretences.  
Welcome Rare Princess, to Portsmouth's fair Town,  
Or every other place, of like Renown.  
To Famous Cities, of this our Nation:  
In a Brave Order, and stately Fashion.  
Let Bonfires blaze, and Bells out loud Ring●  
To express love, unto our gracious King.  
And to the grand Infanta Princess high:  
Of hopeful virtues, and bright Majesty.  
Who having now put off that youthful Name:  
And ta'en the name of Queen, of Royal fame.  
The Name Infanta, you have laid aside:  
Taken the Name of Queen: that will abide.  
As much Happiness, as a Heart can Deem:  
I do wish, and pray, for G●and King Charls' Queen.  
As much as Tongue can speak, and heart think on:  
I'll wish, and pray, for great King Charls's Son.  
Lord fill my Sovereigns' heart, with choice delight:  
May you be dear, and precious in his sight.  
Inflame his heart, with a holy fire:  
Grant to his comfort Lord, a like desire.  
When you come, in brave London, to be seen:  
They'll Entertain you, as King Charls' Queen.  
The manner how, I cannot now Relate:  
Sure it will be according to your State.  
When that your Grace, shall Arrive at White-Hall:  
You'll find it to Exceed Court Portugal.  
Now you are landed free, from mortal harms:  
My Gracious King, will cla●p ●ou in his arms.  
You have made a fair Rich Happy, Exchange:  
Out of one Kingdom, into three to Range.  
For you, and Royal issue, to Disport:  
In Each, where many Nobles, will Resort.  
God grant that we, in God's due Time may see:  
A Hopeful, fruitful, Happy Progeny.  
As much as Tongue, Hand, and Pen, can Express:  
I wish you both, Eternal happiness.  
And when your Earthly Crown's, shall pass away:  
Give you a Kingdom, that shall ne'er decay.    

Accroisticks, On her most Excellent Majesty, Queen Katherine Stuart.  

KAtharin pure, chaste: it doth signify:  
A good name doth the owner dignify.  
T reasures immortal, may your soul enjoy:  
H appiness, Transcendent, without annoy.  
A ll heavenly Blessings, on your Head drop down:  
R iches immortal: after Death a Crown.  
I n Jesus Christ, you do put all your Trust:  
N ature being spent, ascendup to the just.   

Sing praise to God, by his sacred Spirit:  
T hat brought you three Kingdoms to inherit.  
U p ready be, t'uphold God's precious word:  
A gracious Queen, you're to our Sovereign Lord.  
R asing you up, above your Family;  
T o do service for your Grand King on high.   

Knowledge, and Rare parts, doth adorn your mind:  
A Royal Virgin, Queen, Noble, and kind.  
The Angel of the Lord direct your ways;  
H eavenly minded still, your God to praise.  
A and may the holy Spirit comfort give:  
R efresh your Soul, and grant it e'er to live.  
I udicious in your calling, happy be;  
N exit to our Sovereign Lord, in Majesty;  
E re blessed be; to all Eternity.   

S oar up aloft, by Meditation;  
T ruth, still maintain, and Reformation.  
V are the Object, on whom the Kingdoms fixed:  
A joy unto the Nations; Intermixed.  
R ejoyce rare Queen, in Christ your Saviour Dear:  
T hat will assist you: and our sovereign here.   

K ings, High, and Mighty: may from you proceed:  
A Generation, of a Heavenly Breed.  
T he King of Heaven your happy womb so Bless:  
H eap on you here, all Earthly happiness.  
A and heavenly joys, after this frail life's past:  
R obes of Christ's Righteousness, to wear at last.  
I n life and Death, most happy may you be:  
N ot for a moment but Eternity.   

S alvation by Christ may you Obtain:  
T hat Blessed Guerdon: and Heavenly gain.  
V ertue doth make the Mind, most bright to shine:  
A dvance the Spirit, to a place Sublime.  
R aig● royal Queen of England, God you bless:  
T he Father, Son, and God of Righteousness   

Q veen of Albion's famous, and learned Isle:  
U 'pon us now, the Heavens begin to smile.  
E ternal Lord, our King, and Queen so bless,  
E ven with joys of endless happiness.  
N ot Earth, but Heaven crown your good success.   

C hrist hath advanced you, 'bove your father's throne:  
A 'bove all your Ancestors; God alone,  
T hat great Jehovah, to him yield the praise:  
H even still protect your Grace, all your Days.  
A and make you an instruments of his glory  
R ecord your 〈◊〉, in a famous Stories,  
I n future Ages may learned Authors write,  
N ot ordinary, but rare things indite:  
A dvance, blessed Soul to that Celestial Light   
FINIS.