THE Lord Mayor's Show: BEING A Description of the Solemnity AT THE INAUGURATION Of the truly Loyal and Right Honourable Sir WILLIAM PRICHARD, Kt. LORD MAYOR of the City of LONDON, President of the Honourable Artillery-Company, and a Member of the Worshipful Company of MERCHANT-TAYLORS.  
performed on Monday, September XXX. 1682.  
With several new Loyal Songs and Catches.  
LONDON, Printed for T. Burnel. 1682. Gough London 122-24   

A Song made upon the Election of Sir William Prichard, to be Lord Mayor.  
To the Tune of Sawny.  

LONDON is changed, and the Times are turned;  
The Mayor and Sheriffs are brave and true▪  
Poor Whigs! their Tricks and their Plots are scorned;  
The Laws shall be free, and the King have his due.  
What a noise and a din has here been of late,  
To hinder your Choice with idle debate?  
Yet who can think the Whigs so great,  
That only the Whigs can govern the State?   

Then welcome Great Monarch, welcome again,  
The real Joy of all true hearts;  
This day shall show how great you reign  
In spite of Faction's busy Arts.  
Health to your Princely Brother too,  
As dear to Us, as dear to You;  
Let him appear, and Whigs look blew,  
That others can better now govern the State.   

And You my Lord, whose praise this Day  
In story never shall decay,  
Proceed with vigour, and once more  
Patterns out-worn of Worth restore.  
For you can do it, whose Great Soul▪  
Is fitted for your High control,  
To make the Cities Breaches whole:  
So farewell poor Whigg, with their Livery Pole.    

The LORD MAYORS Show.  
THE Persons appointed for the Service of the Day, meet about Seven of the Clock in the Morning at Merchant-Taylor's-Hall, and are placed in the following order. 

I. The Master, Wardens, and Assistants, in Gowns faced with foins.  
II. The Livery, in Gowns faced with Budge and their Hoods.  
III. Divers foins bachelors, in Gowns and Scarlet Hoods.  
IV. Thirty Budge bachelors, in Gowns and Scarlet Hoods.  
V. Sixty Gentlemen Ushers, in Plush and some in Velvet Coats, each of them a Chain of Gold about his shoulders, and a white Staff in his Hand.  
VI. Thirty other Gentlemen, for carrying Banners and Colours, some of them being in Plush Coats, the other in Buff.  
VII. The sergeant Trumpet, and Thirty Six Trumpets more, whereof Sixteen are His MAJESTIES, the other the Duke of YORK's: The sergeant Trumpet wearing not only a Scarf of the Lord Mayors Colours, allowed by his Lordship as his Fee, but also another of the Companies Colours.  
VIII. The Drum mayor to His Majesty, wearing a Scarf of the Companies Colours across his shoulders; Four more of His Majesties Drums and Fifes attend the Service, also Seven other Drums and two Fifes more, each of them( except His Majesties Servants) are habited in Buff-coloured Doublets, Black Breeches, and scarves about their wasts.  
IX. The two City Marshals, Riding each of them on Horseback, with six persons to attend them, with scarves and Colours of the Companies.  
X. The Foot Marshal and six Attendants, with like scarves and Colours.  
XI. The Master of Defence, with the same Scarf and Colours, having persons of his own Science to attend him.  
XII. Many poor Men Pensioners, accommodated with Gowns and Caps, each of them employed in bearing of Standards and Banners.  
XIII. Divers other Pensioners, in green Gowns, read Sleeves and Caps, each of them carrying a Javelin in the one hand and a Target in the other, whereon is painted the Coat armor of their Benefactors.    
Being thus Ordered: 
 They are by the Foot Marshal divided into several Divisions, and ranked out by two and two, beginning with the Pensioners in Gowns, and in the Front of them placing the Companies Ensigns, four Drums and one Fife, which is the lowest and most inferior Division.  
In the rear of them fall in four Drums and one Fife, after them the several Pensioners in Coats, bearing several Banners and Standards; after them four Trumpets; after the Supporters and Crest Ensigns of the Company, six Gentlemen Ushers; after them the budge bachelors, which conclude the next Division.  
In the rear of these fall six Trumpets; after them two Gentlemen, bearing two Banners, the one of the Cities, the other of the Companies Arms; after them follow eight Gentlemen Ushers, and then the foins bachelors, which make up another Division.  
After them two Gentlemen Ushers bearing two Banners; after them ten Gentlemen Ushers, habited as is set down before; and after them the Livery.  
In the rear of these fall other of the City Trumpets, and after them two Gentlemen bearing the Banners of the City and my Lord Mayor, and then the Gentlemen and the Court of Assistants; these conclude that Division.  
In the rear of them fall in four Drums and six Trumpets; after them three other Gentlemen bearing the Kings, Queens, and Cities Banners; and after them four Gentlemen Ushers; to follow them are appointed four Pages; and after them the Master and Wardens; which conclude all the Divisions.  
In this Equipage they March from Merchant Taylor's-Hall to his Lordships House, beginning with the Pensioners, until the Marshal comes, and makes a halt at the Gate, till such time the Lord Mayor and Aldermen are mounted.  
Which being done, the whole Body move towards Guild-Hall, and at Guild-Hall Gate the new Lord Mayor joineth with the old Lord Mayor and his Attendants: So all of them march through King-street down to Three-Crane Wharf, and then the Lord Mayor and Aldermen, and their Attendance, at the West end of the said Wharf take their Barge; the Court of Assistants, the Livery, and the Gentlemen Ushers take Barge at the East end. The Budge bachelors and foins bachelors, repair to places of refreshment.  
The Lord Mayors, the Merchant Taylors, and the several Companies Barges hasten to Westminster; and by the way his Lordship is saluted with several great Guns. His Lordship and the Aldermen, &c. having a Lane made for them( after their Landing) pass on to Westminster-hall, where his Lordship is Sworn; and after having sealed some Writs, and performed some charitable Offices, he takes leave of the Lords and Barons of the Exchequer, &c. and returns with the several Companies to his and their Barges.  
His Lordship with the Companies that went with him to Westminster Land at Black friars, where his Lordship is saluted with three volleys from the honourable Artillery-Company; after which the Artillery-Company led the way along by the Fleet Ditch, and so up Ludgate-hill, through Paul's Church-yard and Cheapside into King-street, being followed by the several Companies, bachelors and Pensioner●, who are ordered and lead by the Foot Marshal; in the rear of whom follows my Lord Mayor, the Court of Aldermen, and Sheriffs. In King-street the Artillery-Company make a Lane for his Lordship, &c. to pass to Guild-hall,( the several Companies doing the same as they come to their respective stands) and when his Lordship is past, they close and march to Guild-hall yard where they give his Lordship three more volleys, and from thence march the next way to the Artillery Ground, the several Companies repairing to their respective Halls, where are provided very splendid and costly Dinners for their Entertainments.  
While the Lord Mayor is at Dinner, he is entertained by one of the City music with some Loyal Songs, such as this: 

Let the Traytors Plot on till at last they're undone,  
By hurting their brains to decoy us;  
We whose hearts are at rest, in our Loyalties blessed,  
What daemon or Power can annoy us.   

Ambition like Wine, does the Senses confounded,  
And Treason's a damnable thing;  
Then let him that thinks well see his brimmer go round,  
And pray for the safety and life of the King.   

Let Caesar live long, let Caesar live long,  
For ever be happy, and ever be young,  
And he that dares hope to change King for a Pope,  
Let him die, whilst Caesar lives long.   

How happy are we when our thoughts are all free,  
And blessed in a sacred Obedience,  
While the politic Fool that's Ambitious to Rule,  
Still baukes at the Oath of Allegiance.   

He trembles and flees from his numerous foes,  
Like a Dear that the hunters surround,  
Whilst we hate all that would Monarchy depose,  
Make the joys of our heart like our Glasses abound.   

Let Caesar live long, let Caesar live long,  
For ever be happy, and ever be young,  
And he that dares hope to change King for a Pope,  
Let him die, whilst Caesar lives long.    
Or this, 

Live long the great Caesar, and long may he Reign,  
His Throne let the Sword of bright Justice sustain;  
And Jehova protect with his powerful Arm,  
And guard him secure from all dangers and harm;  
Of dazzling Angels, let Legions sur-round,  
And let him with Conquests and Glory be crowned.   

Let Majesty shine with its sparkling Rays,  
On his Sacred Head let the flourishing Bays,  
Of Triumph and honour, for ever be green,  
And let his proud Foes in Confusion be seen  
To fly from his face; let Rome no more dare,  
To sand forth her Agents, a Prince to ensnare.   

In whom all the Graces are jointly combined;  
Whom God as a Pattern, has set to Man-kind;  
But let both the Whigs and Jesuitical Train,  
Be silenced in Darkness, whilst Caesar does Reign:  
Oh! let his proud Foes be consumed in their pride,  
Whilst under his sceptre we safely abide.    
Or this new Song, which is set to an excellent Tune by Mr. Pursell. 

Since the DUKE is return'd we'll slight all the Whigs,  
And let them be hanged for politic Prigs;  
Both Presbyter Jack and all the old Crew,  
That lately designed Forty One to renew:  
Make room for the Men that never denied  
To God save the King, and Duke they replied;  
Whose Loyalty ever was fixed with that zeal,  
Of rooting out Scbism and proud Common-weal:  
Then bring up a Bottle each Man in his place,  
'tis a health to the DUKE, Boy give me my Measure,  
The fuller the Glass is, the greater the Pleasure.    
After the show, the Loyal Spectators entertain themselves with a Glass of Wine, drinking Healths to the Royal Family and Singing such Loyal Catches, as this: 

Here's a Health to the 

King  
Queen  
Duke &c.   down let it fall,  
There goes Ocean, ships and all;  
Drawer make hast and quickly provide  
A fresh supply to maintain this tide:  
Then let it go round without control,   

'tis the 

King's  
Queen's  
Duke's &c.   Health, drink off your Bowl.   
Cho. 
And he that Drinks next is an honest Soul.    
Or this, 

Come here's to the Man that lives quiet  
And follows his own occupation;  
That saucily dares not to fly at  
The settled Estate of the Nation.   

That never in Faction took pleasure,  
Nor signed a seditious Petition;  
Whose Religion no interest does measure,  
Whose heart ne're committed Misprision.   

But boldly dares own himself Loyal.  
To every fanatical Rumper;  
And to all of the family Royal,  
Most freely will take off his Bumper.     
FINIS.