The Tories Resolution: Or, The Loyal Welcome to His Royal Highness.  
Tune of, Hold fast thy Crown and Sceptre CHARLES.  
SInce mighty York is come again, the Brother of our King, let all true Tories still be glad, and every Steeplering; we'll drink his Health (in spite of Whigs, and for his welfare pray; & will his lawful rights maintain, in spiright of K— and G—  

(2)  
Here's a Health to james the mighty D.  
of York and Albany;  
Confusion to his Factious Foes,  
in every degree;  
May Heaven still protect and keep  
him from the murdering hand  
Of Presbyterians, who'd exclude,  
and banish him the Land.   

(3)  
But let them all contrive and Plot  
against his matchless Fame;  
And with the Association,  
strive to confound his Name:  
Great York shall still to loyal Hearts  
their only Darling be;  
Who will maintain and take their parts,  
and fight his Enemy.   

(4)  
We'll to our King be true and just,  
his Precepts we'll Obey,  
And fight for his Prerogative,  
'gainst Ignoramus Sway.  
We'll still pray for the Royal Line,  
(but in its just descent)  
And will stand by our lawful Prince,  
'gainst those that would prevent.   

(5)  
What though the Whigs did Vote  
Great York a Papist was?  
Yet we will his birthright maintain  
in spite of all his Foes;  
We'll make 'em all to dread his name,  
and of him stand in fear;  
For he has still a Lawful claim,  
and will prove only Heir.   

(6)  
The Whigs (perhaps) will envy us,  
and say we Papists are,  
But let them know we're not afraid  
of what they say or swear.  
Let them Associate themselves  
against us loyal Hearts;  
They sure shall know 've good friends  
who still will take our parts.   

(7)  
If Covenanters should agree  
once more for to Rebel,  
We bravely then will show that we  
can their presumptions quell.  
Ou● … g is still as dear to us  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Appl● 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Eye;  
A … 〈…〉 his Enem●●● we'll kill,  
〈…〉 … se we'll brave●● die.   

(8)  
And now, our honest Countrymen,  
do you with us agree,  
To Welcome home the mighty Duke  
of York and Albany.  
Let perjured Rogues against him swear,  
yet we will always sing  
Long live the Royal Duke of York,  
and so God save the King.    
FINIS.  

Printed for J. Bess, in the Year 1682.