THE Triumphs of London, Performed on Thursday, Octob. 29. 1691. for the Entertainment of the Right Honourable Sir THOMAS STAMP Kt; Lord Mayor of the City of LONDON. Containing a true description of the several Pageants, with the Speeches spoken on each Pageant. All set forth at the proper Costs and Charges of the WORSHIPFUL COMPANY of DRAPERS. By E. Settle LONDON, Printed by Alex. Milbourn, for Abel Roper at the Mitre near Temple-Bar, 1691. TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE Sir THOMAS STAMP Knight; LORD MAYOR of the City of LONDON. MY LORD, HOnour ever looks Loveliest, and shines Brightest, when 'tis the Recompense and Meed of Virtue; so great is the Difference between a Present and a Reward? Your Lordship ascends the Praetorial Chair under the last Qualification. Your Merits have planted You so fair a Mark for that Dignity You have received, that it is paid, not given You. And the Unanimous acknowledgements of all good Men are so sensible of a Desert so conspicuous, that their concurring best Wishes make you one United Congratulation. And that Your Lordship has so deserved, your Constant Zeal for the Honour of Your Country, is not the Business of Yesterday. Your Lordship set out an early Devote in so worthy a Cause. For Instance, several Years together in those memorable Days, when Intrigue & Design sat high at the Helm, Your unshaken Honour and Honesty were thought so dangerous to the then State-Hammerers at the Anvil, that no less than Court-Power was pleased to rise up & wage against You, witness the several potent, Oppositions made against you and your long Exclusion from your Rightful Entrance into Trust. But thanks to Providence, under the present more benign, & more auspicious Administration, a Reign where Integrity qualifies for Magistracy, & the Courtier & the Patriot are not names incompatible, your Lordship's Glory of being the Fear of that Age, entitles you to the Darling of this. And our proud Metropolis receives her saluted PRAEIOR so pleased at your Inauguration, and with such promising confidence of so upright and unbiased a Ministry of Equity & Justice from your Lordship that she never entrusted her Scales and her Sword in a Worthier Hand. In which high post of Honour, I join but in the Universal Choir, when all Prosperity and Hoppiness to your Lordship are most heartily wished by, My Lord, Your most humble and obedient Servant, E. SETTLE. TO THE WORSHIPFUL COMPANY OF DRAPERS. Gentlemen, UNDER this fair Occasion of expressing my Gratitude, perhaps I take a fairer of gratifying my Pride, when I publish Your Generous Goodness in Accepting of my poor Talon for the Service of this Honourable City. My best Acknowledgements to Your Introducing Favour lie no little Duty upon me; and though I dare not Arrogate any Merit to so much Honour, yet at least I have this Advantage that I succeed not over-formidable Predecessors; Those Brothers of the Quill whose Pegasus has not soared so high, that there's much danger of my Flagging behind 'em. But when I Address to You my Kind and Worthy Patrons, I dare not pretend in so narrow a Paper to recount the Antiquity and Splendour of the Worshipful Company of DRAPERS. It is enough to say that the Honour of your Corporation extends as far as Trade can reach, or Canvas Wings can carry it; and from this little Island visits only those Nations of the World that there is Sea to Travel to. And for Your First Original, Drapery is unquestionably so Ancient as to have the Honour of being the immediate Successor of the Fig-Leaves. And though we are not certain that our great First-Father began it within his Fair Eden, yet we are assured that Eves Spinstry and Adam's Spade set to work together. And as for any Poetical Harangue to the Draper's Encomium, let it suffice that whilst there are Verdant Plains and Bleating Flocks, those innocent Panegyrists will do you more Justice, and speak much better than any weak flourish from the Pen of Your most Obliged Humble Servant E. Settle. The Movements of the Morning. Between Seven and Eight in the Morning the whole Company designed for the Duty of the Day, meet at Drapers-Hall. 1. THE Master, Wardens, and Assistants, in Gowns faced with Foins, and their Hoods. 2. The Livery in their Gowns Faced with Budg, and their Hoods. 3. Forty Foins Bachelors in Gowns and Scarlet Hoods. 4. Forty Budg-Batchelors in Gowns & Scarlet Hoods. 5. Forty Gentlemen Ushers in Velvet Coats, each of them a Chain of Gold about his Shoulder, and a White-Staff in his Hand. 6. Several Drums and Fifes with Scarfs, and the Colours of the Company in their Hats, Blue and Yellow. 7. The Sergeant Trumpet, and Twenty Four Trumpets more, whereof Sixteen are their Majesties, the Serjeant-Trumpet wearing Two Scarfs, a Blue & a Yellow. 8. The Drum-Major to the King, wearing a Shoulder-Scarf of the Companies Colours, with others of Their Majesty's Drums and Fifes. 9 The Two City-Marshals, each of them Mounted on Horseback, with Rich Furniture, Hoosings, and Crupper all Embroidered: Six Servitors likewise Mounted to Attend, with Scarfs, and Colours of the Companies. 10. The Foot-Marshal with a Scarf, and Six Attendants in Colours. 11. The Master of Defence with the same Scarf and Colours, Eight Persons of the same Science to Attend him. 12. Twenty Pensioners with Coats and Caps, employed in carrying of Standards and Banners. 13. Eighty Pensioners in Blew-Gowns, Yellow Sleeves and Blue Caps, each of them carrying a Javelin in one Hand, and a Target in the other, wherein is Painted the Coat-Armour of their Founders, and Benefactors of the Company. Thus ordered, and accommodated, they are committed to the management of the Foot Marshal, who distributes them in Seven Divisions, ranked all two by two, beginning with the inferior part of the Standard Bearers. In the head of them are placed two Drums, one Fife, and one Gentleman, bearing the Companies Arms. In the Rear of them, two Gentlemen bearing Banners, containing the Arms of the deceased Benefactors. After them march the aged Pensioners in Gowns, and in the Centre of them fall two Drums. In the Rear of them three Drums, one Fife, and two Gentlemen in Plush-Coats, bearing two Banners, one of Their Majesties, the other of the Companies. After them Six Gentlemen Ushers, followed by the Budg-Batchelors. The next, two Gentlemen bearing two other Banners. After them Six Gentlemen Ushers, succeeded by the Foins Bachelors. In the Rear fall in two Drums, and a Fife. Then two Gentlemen, one bearing my Lord MAYORS, the other the City Banners. Then Twelve Gentlemen Ushers, and after them the Court of Assistance, which makes the last Division. The Right Honourable the LORD MAYOR, with the principal Aldermen and Sheriffs, Mounts his Horse, with the Aldermen two by two, the Sheriffs in the Rear. In this Equipage of two and two, the whole Body move toward Guild-Hall, where the Lord Mayor Elect joins with the Old Lord Mayor and his Retinue; whence all of them in this Order march through King-street down to Three Crane-Wharf, there entering into their several Barges which are gloriously adorned with Flags and Pendants, His Lordship & this Gallant Company all Landing at Westminster, is conducted to the Exchequer-Bar; there having performed several Ceremonial and Customary Duties, and taken the Oaths to their Majesties, he returns again by Water to Blackfriars Stairs, with Drums beating, Trumpets sounding, Music playing, etc. There his Lordship, and the several Companies landing from their Respective Barges, the rest of the Attendants that went not to Westminster, waiting for his Reception, the whole Body moves in Order before him to Cheapside, where his Lordship is saluted with the First Pageant. The First Pageant A Chariot, etc. ON a large Stage are placed two large Lions finely Gilded and Polished, being the Supporters to the Draper's Company. On their backs are seated two Negroes in their Native Habit, bearing in their Hands two large Banners, the one of the Cities, the other the Draper's Arms; their Bridles, Trappings, and other Ornaments all of the Companies Colour. In the Rear of the Lions, and adjoining to them, is Erected a Golden Chariot set with all the richest Embellishments that can be performed by Art. Supremely elevated and gradually ascending, under a Canopy of Silver tied up, in a Majestic glory sits a Young and Beautiful Virgin, representing Arachne the Mistress and Patroness of Arts, Industry, Spinstry, etc. A Peruque of Curled Bright Flaxen Hair flowing from her Shoulders, a Crown of Stars Around her head, beset with precious Stones, enrobed in a Bass or Tunick of Purple and Carnation, bearing in her Right hand the King's Banner, and in her Left a Cornucopia to signify that Increase is owing to Industry and Art. On her right hand (on a Descent beneath) sits Diligence, on her Left hand Industry. Diligence Arrayed in a Robe of Lemon Coloured Silk, with a mantle of Green Sarsnet, in short curled hair with a Wreath of Laurel, a pair of Silver Sheers in one hand and a Banner of the Cities in the other. Industry, in a Robe of Crimson Silk Fringed with Silver, a Mantle Particoloured, Brown Hair, a Garland of Flowers, bearing in one hand a Shield Vert, a Beehive, and a Swarm, in the other the Lord Mayor Arms. In the Front of this Chariot are placed three other Figures, richly adorned in their Proper Habits, Success, Union and Tranquillity, Success beating the Kettle Drum, and Union and Tranquillity sounding of Trumpets. Arachne Addressing to my Lord. HOld, hold my sooty sun burnt Charioteers, Behold the awful Lord of Power appears: Bid my Triumphant Driving Chariot stay, Till to bright HONOUR I my Homage pay. That Powerful Hand must stop my rolling Wheels, Whilst to such WORTH even my proud Lion Kneels. My Lions! Yes; at that commanding Word, They know their Duty and must own their Lord. If such their Homage, Sir, what must be mine, I who but only from Your Favour shine? Though proud Arachne does herself profess, Of Arts the Mistress, and the Patroness. Fair Industry and Arts your Handmaids stand; Th' improving Age and the Enriching Land, All spin their Thread from Your Encouraging hand. My Wheel then and my Loom are all Your own, And 'tis Your Smiles that mount me to my Throne. Then from that Throne, my Lord, I bend thus low; And to Acknowledge the vast Debt I owe, My Founder's Fame in my own Loom enroled, For that Rich Web I'll spin a Thread of Gold. The Second Pageant THE Pyramid of Honour. ON a Large Stage is Artfully and Eminently Erected a Lofty Pyramid, whereon is placed (and Richly Gilded) all manner of Trophies, as Standarts, Ensigns, Shields, Helmets, Trumpets, and other Military Habiliments, etc. On the Pinnacle of the Pyramid Three Imperial Crowns. Beneath this Stately Pyramid, on each side the Basis, are seated four Persons, representing Albion, Germania, Hispania and Batavia, intimating the present CONFEDERACY, Arrayed in this following Manner. Albion in a Suit of Silver Armour with a Crimson Scarf, on his Head a Large Peruke tied back in a bag, his brow encircled with a Gold Laurel, in his right hand a Golden Truncheon, in his left a Banner of England, his Buskins Crimson, inlaid with Gold. Holland in an Orange Coloured Robe, a Silver Head-Piece, a Red Plume of Feathers, and a Silver Mantle. Germany in a Purple Robe of Wachet Colour Silk, a Silver Head-Piece and Scarf. Spain in a Purple Robe, a Gold Mantle, and Gold Head-Piece. At the 4 Corners of this Stage are placed these four Rivers in Proper Habits, with their Urns, Rushes Flags and Reeds, etc. viz. The Boyne, Shannon, Rhine and Danube, signifying the present Seats or Scenes of War, and the whole Pageant the Royal Confederacy of Europe, etc. ALBION's Speech. WHilst Nassaus' Trump shall 't endless Ages blow, Far as the Boyne, or Shannons' Waters flow: Third Edward and Fifth Henry's deathless name, All centring in One Consummating Fame; Bear up, fair Albion, thy exalted Pride, Rise high my Monumental Pyramid. But whilst my Elevated thoughts I raise, All tuned to the Great WILLIAM'S hallowed Praise; Whilst my Transported Veneration mounts To that vast Theme, and the Summed Mass recounts: 'Tis just, my Lord, I pay Your Equal due; You share his Cause, and must his Honour too. Does the Armed Caesar drive Your Foes before You; Yes, You, kind Patriot, Plume his Wings for Glory: Divide between you then your shared Renown, William that Wears, you that support a Crown. The Third Pageant, the Theatre of Victory. ON a spacious Stage is Eleborately contrived & Erected a stately Amphitheatre of the Richest Egyptian Marble, curiously wrought and adorned; designed and built after the Corinthian order, with Columns and Pilasters in a Quadrangular Form, wherein are seated in four Arches, bearing each the Prospect of an Amphitheatre, Neptune and Thetis, Mars and Bellona sumptuously Dressed after the manner of those Heathen Gods and Goddesses. Neptune in a Robe of Sea-Green, fringed with Gold, a Silver Mantle, on his head a Coronet of Shells and Coral, his hair and beard Green, in his Right hand a Silver Trident, in the other a Banner of my Lords, etc. Thetis in an Aurora Coloured Mantua; and Watchet Coloured Bases, a Coronet of shells and Coral, a Golden Mantle, bearing the Cities Bannar. Mars in a Roman Body of Gold, A Silver head-piece, a Plume of Red Feathers and Bases, a Silver Scarf, bearing the King's Banner. Bellona in a Carnation Robe fringed with Gold, a silver head-piece, a Plume of Red and Blue Feathers, a silver Scarf. On the Cupulo a stately Figure of Fame gilt: among the Ornaments of the several Columes, are intersprinkled these proper Mottos. Victrix Fortuna. Triumphans Causa. Over Neptune Imperium, Oceano, sed Famam terminet Astris. Over Mars. Vltricibus Armis The Speech of Neptune. NEptune and Mars (the Spear and Trident joined) The two great equal Terrors of Mankind, From all our desolating Vengeance, hurled Around the Solid and the Floating World, We come to fill the Triumph of this Day, And both our Tributary Duties Pay. T' Augusta's great Commanding PRAETOR, you Dread Caesar's Image, Caesar's Vassals bow, And 'tis but Just that all those aiding Powers That wait his Triumph, should attend on yours. Whilst the great NASSAU treads the World's fair Stage, Fills Fame's loud Trump, the Hero of the Age; Though his Illustrious Hand leads to the field, The Arming World that fights beneath his Shield; Battles and Arms his Sovereign Right, 'tis true, But Wealth and Riches, those, my Lord, your due, The Sinews of proud War belong to you: And whilst He Marches EUROPE'S Leading Lord, 'Tis He but Wields, 'tis you that Edge the Sword. The Fourth Pageant The Wilderness: OR, The Arcadian Plain, IN the Front of which is placed the Crest of the Worshipful Company of Drapers, being a Ram Artfully carved and properly Painted, as big as the Life, planted for Magnificene on a green Mount, or Hill. On whose back is mounted a Beautiful Boy with Flaxen Hair, crowned with a Garland of Roses, in a Robe of white Sarsnet, and a Carnation Mantle fringed with Gold, with white Shepherd's shoes and stockings, playing on delightful Music, bearing the Banner of the Arms of the Corporation of Drapers. In the Rear is placed a stately Bower composed after the Tuscan order, well carved and richly gilded and painted, and adorned with all manner of flowers. Under this Bower on a Green bank sit Sylvanus and Fauna, the Rural Deitys of the Groves and Flocks etc. to whom the Shepherds and Shepherdesses pay Devotion, etc. Sylvanus in a Robe of straw colour, Embroidered with Gold, a sky coloured mantle Fringed with Silver, a Garland of Flowerson his head, white hair and beard, Carnation silk hose, gold Buskins, a Shepherd's Crook, a Linen Scrip, and Leather bottle, bearing the Cities' Banner. Fauna Attired in a Purple Robe, Embroider'd with Silver, a Scarlet Mantle Fringed with Gold, light Flaxen hair, on her head a straw hat adorned with Flowers, a Sheepcrook, a silver Scrip and Leather Bottle, bearing the Banner of the Lord Mayor Arms. In the square of this Plain, planted round with Trees and Bushes, adorned with Satyrs & other Rural Figures, are Shepherds, Shepherdesses and Wood-Nimphs, all Gayly Attired, with Bags, Bottles, Sheephooks and Streamers Flying, etc. with other Persons concerned in the Woollen Trade at Work, as an Old Woman Spinning of Yarn, some Carding and Picking of Wool, and all at Intervals, Frolicking, Pipeing, Dancing and Singing, representing the Pastoral and Rural Innocent Mirth, as a Compliment to the New Lord Mayor, and a Testimony of their Service to the Draper's Company. At the Approach of the Lord Mayor this CAROL is Sung. COme Shepherds and Nymphs a jolly fair Train, Let's Frolic and Dance it around the Plain, Round the Plain, Round the Plain, Let's Frolic and Dance it around the Plain. We'll drink my Lord's Health, then Laugh & lie down, And all to the Glory of London Town, London Town, London Town, And all to the Glory of London Town. The Ceremony ending with this Speech of Sylvanus. What tho' the whole Alarmed Globe all round, Their softer Airs in Wars loud Thunder drowned, The Frighted Swain throws his tuned Reed away: No sullen Cloud shades Britain's halcyon day. Here Peace does with her Tuneful Measures reign, And to your Triumph brings this Rural Train. 'Tis true, my Lord, when we approach before ye, We neither boast of Pomp, nor State, nor Glory. Yet our Course Bowls as hearty Mirth can hold, As Theirs that drink your Lordship's Health in Gold. Here the Pageantry concluding, the Painters, George Holmes and Richard Hayes, bid you good Night; the Lord Mayor and the whole Train moving off to Dinner, which finishes the Solemnity of the Day. FINIS.