England's Captivity Returned, With A Farewell to COMMONWEALTHS.  
To the Tune of, The brave Sons of Mars.  
 portraits of Charles II and (possibly) Oliver Cromwell  

COme let's now rejoice,  
All with a loud voice,  
at the return of charles our King,  
With a hearty good prayer,  
He may never come there,  
where she Traitors his Father did bring   

Let us all make a noise,  
Both young men and boys,  
with a great acclamation of joy  
Whilst those Traitors lament,  
(But want grace t repent)  
which so long did our king annoy.   

Farewell a free State,  
Such Rascals we hate,  
as we here of late days have had,  
Such Plots they'd contrive,  
When they were alive,  
enough for to make us all mad.   

But we let them alone,  
Which from hence are gone,  
cause their reward will be paid them  
But leave them where they are,  
We'll neither make or mar,  
nor never from thence we'll persuade them   

My Lord Monck's the man,  
Though his life's but a span,  
he hath improved that little so well,  
That in true loyalty,  
I can none espy  
that can this great worthy excel.   

To bring home our King,  
'twas the only thing,  
could make all things well for the people,  
And such joy for't there was,  
As in the streets I did pass,  
that the Bells almost leapt out o'th' Steeple.    

The second part,  
to the same Tune.  
 

GOod Subjects and they  
That loved him did pray  
but Rebels did wish the ship  
Were cast away  
for fear Divine justice  
Should turn them all ore,  
When Charles King of England is safe set on shore.   

The joy that did ring  
Just at his landing  
did pierce the high heavens with  
GOD save the KING.  
the Rocks in an Echo  
As loudly did roar,  
To see Charles the Second come safely, etc.   

The Trumpets did sound  
The Cliffs did rebound,  
with hands lift to heaven,  
And knees on the ground,  
they all did give thanks and  
True praises good store,  
To see Charles the second come, etc.   

The Cannons at Dover,  
And every rover,  
did thunder with joy that  
The King was come over,  
some Caps were cast up  
That they never saw more,  
For joy Charles the second was safe, etc.   

Men, women, and boys,  
Did make such a noise  
they ma●●●ent & Christendom  
King with 〈◊〉 ●o●es.  
such high exclamations  
Were ne'er there before,  
For joy Charles the second was, etc.   

The true men of Kent  
And all that was in't,  
deserve their good deeds should be  
Published in Print.  
a Loyal just County  
And suffers sore.  
Till Charles King of England was, etc.   

Put on thy rich Robe  
Thy Crown and the Globe  
for thou hast been well nigh as  
Patiented as Job,  
such intricate hazards were  
Near known before,  
But thankss be to God thou art safe set, &c   

May every ●●new  
Of him strong continue,  
true peace and prosperity  
Raise his Revenue,  
God bless my Lord Monk too  
We humbly implore,  
By whom Charles the Second got safely on shore●   
FINIS.    

London, printed for F. Grove dwelling on Snow-hill. Entered according to order.   

The True Lovers Knot Untied  

  

The second part  
to the same Tune.  
 depictions of a gentleman and of a lady.  

WHom of your Nobles will do so,  
for to maintain the Commonalty,  
Such multitudes would never grow,  
nor be such store of poverty.   

I would I had a Milkmaid been,  
or born of some more low degree,  
Then I might have loved where I like,  
and no man could have hindered me.   

Or would I were some Yeoman's chile,  
for to receive my portion now,  
According unto my degree,  
as other Virgins whom I know.   

The highest branch that springs aloft,  
needs must be shade the middle tré,  
Needs must the shadow of them both,  
shadow the third in this degree.   

But when the tree is cut and gone,  
and from the ground is born away,  
The lowest tree that there doth stand,  
in time may grow as high as they.   

Once when I thought to have been Queen  
but yet that still I do deny,  
I know your grace had right to ●h' Crown  
before Elizabeth did die.   

You of the eldest Sister came,  
I of the second in degree,  
The Earl of Hertford of the third,  
a man of Royal blood quoth she.   

And so good night my Sovereign Liege,  
since in the Tower I must lie,  
I hope your Grace will condescend,  
that I may have my liberty.   

Lady Arebella said our King,  
I to your freedom would consent  
If you would turn and go to Church,  
there to receive the Sacrament.   

And so ●●d night Arabella fair,  
our King to her replled again,  
I will take Counsel of my Nobility,  
that you your freedom may obtain.   

O●ce more to Prison must I go,  
Lady Arabella then did say,  
To leave my Love breeds all my 〈◊〉,  
●he which will be my lives decay.   

Love is a knot none can unknit,  
fancy a liking of the heart,  
He whom I love I cannot forget,  
though from his presence I must p●   

The meanest people enjoy their mates,  
but I was born unhappily,  
For being crossed by cruel sat,  
I want both love and liberty.   

But death I hope, will end the strife,  
Farewell, farewel, dear love quoth 〈◊〉  
Once had I thought to have been thy wi●  
but now am forced to part from the●.   

At this sad meeting she had cause,  
in heart and mind to grieve full sor●.  
After that Arabella fair,  
did never see Lord Seymore more.   
FINIS.