Here is some comfort for Poor cavaliers: OR,  
The Duke of Yorks Speech to the Parliament of England, concerning his father's old soldiers; also, a brief Relation of the forty five sail of Ships that have crossed the Ocean with a numerous company of English Gallants; Prince Robert doth represent the King's Royal person in Portugal.  

They'll fetch a Queen with store of Indian Treasure  
Will make old Cavies laugh beyond all measure.   
To a pleasant tune called monks March, or, Maids will say nay and take it.  
 
 


OLd Cavaléers  
prick up your ears  
That have been Loyal hearted,  
unto the King  
in every thing  
And never from him started;  
though many a year  
it doth appear  
By Rebels you were slighted,  
but at the last  
when sorrow's past  
You now shall be requited,  

You that did fight,  
for Charles his Right,  
against the new inventions,  
The Parliament  
doth give consent  
That you shall all have Pensions.    

The Duke of York  
that valiant spark  
These words rehearsed rather,  
why should not they  
receive some pay  
That ever loved my Father?  
as well as those  
that were his foes,  
And sought the lands confusion:  
a cursed thing  
they brought their King  
Unto his dissolution:  

You that did fight  
for Charles his Right,  
against the new inventions;  
the Parliament  
doth give consent  
That you shall all have Pensions.     

The second part  
to the same Tune:  

YOur wounds and scars  
in Charles his Wars  
They shall not be forgotten,  
although he's dead,  
and buried  
And's royal bones are rotten,  
yet now his Heir  
sits in the Chair  
Of judgement Right and Reason,  
his father's friends  
hée'l make a mends  
And punish knaves for Treason.  

You that did fight, &c.    

Such news I hear  
you need not fear  
Will make you blithe and jolly  
't will make you laugh  
and merrily quaff  
To drink away melancholy,  
contented be  
Until you see  
Our royal King is Married;  
you shall be paid  
be not afraid  
Though you long time have tarried,  

You that did fight, &c.    

A famous Fleet,  
with men discreet,  
To Portugal is Sailing,  
to fetch our Queen  
which will be seen  
With happiness prevailing:  
her virtues are,  
beyond compare  
If truth may be believed,  
Than Cavies all  
both great and small  
Rejoice and not be grieved.  

You that did fight, etc    

On Mid-summer-day  
they launched away  
To fetch that royal pattern,  
Prince Robert he  
the man must be  
That must salute Queen Kathern:  
in Armour bright  
a braver sight  
Ne'er seen in any Nation,  
a sword between  
him and the Queen  
That is all Europe's fashion,  

You that did fight, &c.    

Both Lords and Knights  
for their delights,  
Did make such preparation,  
to cross the Seas,  
their minds to please,  
to see Queen Katherine's Nation.  
a braver show  
for truth I know  
In Europe can't be raised,  
for solid men  
I say again  
theyar' worthy to be praised.  

You that did fight, &c.    

At their return  
Bonfires will burn  
And English Bells be ringing.  
true Loyal hearts,  
throughout all parts  
For joy will then be singing,  
o'th' marriage day,  
we'll dance and play,  
In spite of Quakers yauling,  
if Vivat Rex  
their spirits vex,  
we'll thump them for their bawling,  

You that did fight, &c.    

Our King God bless,  
with happiness,  
And every one that loves him,  
will firmly stand,  
at his command,  
As it doth right behoove them,  
the Clergy men,  
with Tongue and Pen,  
Confute will every widgeon,  
in spite of Spain  
they will maintain  
True Protestant Religion,  

You that did fight  
for Charles his right  
against these new inven●ions,  
the Parliament  
doth give consent  
That you shall all have Pensions.     
T. I   

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