ALBION'S Congratulatory; OR, A POEM, Upon the High and Mighty PRINCE JAMES Duke of ALBANY and YORK, His Return unto SCOTLAND.  
Presented to His Royal HIGHNESS, By M. L.  
ALBANI expectant reditus; illoque reverso,  
Certatim ingenti celebrant nova gaudia plausu.  
EDINBURGH, Printed by the Heir of Andrew Anderson, Printer to His most Sacred MAJESTY, Anno DOM. 1680.   

TO His Royal Highness.  
SIR,  
THis is the fourth time, that I have addressed Your ROYAL HIGHNESS, I dare not add with success and approbation; yet, I'm sure, not beyond the circled of my duty, nor without a strong impulse to admire and applaud the amiable parts, and attractive virtues so conspicuous in your Person, and in every Scene of your Actions, that Malice cannot impute it to an insinuating and fawning humour. My first address got no unkind reception from your favourable Candour; but, writing in that dialect, being unfashionable in the British Isle, and consequently unseasonable to your HIGHNESS,( having sown the seed of your tender years 〈◇〉 the field of Mars, and reaped the rich increase thereof in riper age) you was pleased to make use of the conveying conduit of a ROYAL and skilful INTERPRETESS: I amended the former escape in the second Address, by the addition of an accompanying Guide, of your own country fashion, tho not breeding; under whose conduct, I could not promise my traveling Muse an easy passage, having never appeared on the stage before, in an English habit. To the third( decked altogether in your own native dress, and) hastened by your sudden departure, I premised, and repeated this Ushering TETRASTICK; 
Be pleased, Sir, to accept fruit plucked in hast,  
Which, if they relish well, you're wooed to taste;  
But if they nauseate, or no pleasure yield,  
I'l raze the three, and henceforth curse the field.   
When lo your graceful smiles, and courtly gesture spake a kind Acceptation, and encouraged me to make this fourth address; The subject whereof, viz. your glad return, was as acceptable to my pensive Muse, as the genial Muses are welcome to overtravelled Minds; as the Honourable E. of ROSECOMMON( upon Horace his Art of poetry) singeth well; 
Some have by Verse obtained the Love of KINGS,  
Who with the Muses ease their wearied minds.   
And albeit this inelaborate Poem should m●●● of that end; and tho the style be not so lofty, nor the vein so happy, as I could wish, and think worthy wherewith to entertain and present your HIGHNESS; yet, in a homely way, I have given a plain testimony of zealous Loyalty to my sovereign; and consequently of dutiful respect( if the effects of either were to be noticed in such a mean Gentleman) to his dear and only Brother. Vouchsafe, therefore, ROYAL SIR, to accept the humble tender of an obsequious Muse; and, in these injurious and tempestuous times, deign to shrowd her under the hospitable shade of your Protection; or, as the famous abovenamed translator turneth, 
Then Hush not, Noble PISO, to protect,  
What Gods inspire, and Kings delight to hear.   
Thither she gladly flies, and hopes to remain secure, while we are honoured with the calm summer of your gladsome presence here; Where, that joy and safety may always attend your person, Love and Honour increase your splendour, Good Fortune and Success crown your Actions, shall be the hearty desire and importunate prayer of,  
Your ROYAL HIGHNESS Most Faithful and most Humble Servant, M. L.   

ALBION'S Congratulatory; OR, A POEM, Upon the High and Mighty Prince, JAMES Duke of ALBANY and YORK, His Return unto SCOTLAND.  

WHat means my silenced Muse to bend her brows,  
To look so sharp on't, flighter thus, and rouse;  
Like hooded Hawks, which, when asquint they spy  
Some transient Fowle, incline anon to fly:  
Can masked eyes objected pleasure reap,  
Or news make brats, so long 
v. Albion's elegy. pag. 9. l. 20.  Entombed, leap:  
Strange! have the tidings of the DUKE'S return  
power to awake her from the silent urn?  
'twere just to sight an energy t'impute,  
Equal with Orpheus, or Amphions lute;  
But from's supposed advent virtue flows,  
To's homeward thoughts her Resurrection owes.  
'tis like th'impatient Muse her self beguiles,  
Like wearied Travellers, who reckon miles,  
By some long-fetched paces, and when gone  
Scarce half the way, conclude their journey done.  
even so my tongue-ti'd Muse may judge night past,  
'Cause found the sad 
v: Albion's elegy. p. 5. l. 12.  Eclipse too long to last;  
And, by the tedious absence of her Sun,  
Compute the night-glass of her silence run;  
Longing for's morning beauty out to peep,  
And interrupt this Pythagorick sleep:  
Or could my Muse such bruit, mistaken, broach?  
When only influenced by his approach;  
No, no, Verse challengeth a Divine spell,  

v. Albion's Farewell, p. 5. l. 12.  He's on the Rod, why did I add, farewell.  
For so the DUKE plight, when he took his leave  
Of ALBION Pale, nor did he us deceive,  
Like that feigned Lover, who his test'ment broke,  
And 
Phillis to Demophoon. Ovid. Epist. 2.  Phillis made despair of's coming back.  
The DUKE'S Arrival hath completely pleased  
My frisking Muse; like Prisoners released  
By free Remission, from some obscure Cave  
After Doom given; or, like a Galley-slave  
Got loose, erewhile, through grating bondage, sad,  
Now steals away, above all measure glad.  
In 
Post tristitiam gaudium Sequitur.  Sorrow's ashes so fresh Gladness breeds,  
To hard 
Flebile principtium me●ior fortuna sequuta: Ov. l. 7. Met.  beginnings better luck succeeds.  
My pliant Muse, with ALBANY 
v. Albion's elegy. p. 9. l. 13.  farewell'd,  
With him called Home, sweats, with his welcome swelled,  
And now indulged to publish this new birth,  
Travels with Raptures of exulting mirth;  
That as 
v. Albion's elegy. p. 7. l. 17.  Grief lately did me much annoy,  
I now dread harm from ecstasies of Joy.  
Were not his cheerful looks and rosi'd breath,  
An Antidote against all kinds of death:  
Yet death is appetible after sight  
Of Choicest object, killing by delight;  
Then let my Pregnant Muse yield up the Ghost,  
Since viewed her Countrie's happiness engrossed  
In's presence; 
Plutarch.  Euclees-like, who, when h' had brought  
The news to Athens, that their Host had fought,  
And did at Marathon victorious reign,  
From bursting Joy a word could hardly strain,  
But {αβγδ} and {αβγδ}; or thus,  
Exult ye Citizens, 'tis well with us.   

Now I'l licence My Muse, her joys to vent,  
Mirth's unconfined, when all the SCOTS consent:  
Let these be repute Rebels to their KING,  
Who won't concur to laugh, play, dance, and sing.  
Our Sun's return'd, let's, with the Marigold,  
While it its Leaves, our warmed hearts unfold;  
An heretic let him be always held,  
On whose heart's not engraven, and not spelled  
In's 
— Et blan statur gau vultu. Tunc dolor, acurae, rugaque frontis abit. O.  looks, a Cath'lick joy, and solemn jig,  
For his most glad return; and let each Whig  
Renounce his steps precise, and squint‡ aspect,  
The sullen humour of a rigid Sect;  
Divest him of his counterfeit attire,  
And bear a part joint with the Loyal choir:  
He's sure absurdly stupid, grossly wood,  
Insensible of this great Common-good.   

All dormant Jovial Mirth let's now excite,  
Of public Jubilee let's hatch the sp'rite;  
All prodigally wasted smiles redeem,  
That 
Tunc quoque materiam risûs invenit ad omnes Juve●.  all but one Democritus may seem,  
At others peevish jealousy to laugh,  
Who to be spruce and jolly think't unsafe.  
Who don't descry a most enforcing ground  
The Globe Terrestrial with loud shouts to round; 
Laetas tollunt ad sidera voces. Virg.   
While th' motion of the spheres it chaunts again,  
The oecumenick joy to entertain.  
Nor can the Voice our Gladness circumscribe,  
On well-tuned 
Tibiaque effudit socialia carmina vobis. Ovid.  Instruments let every Tribe,  
The notes advance, the vocal system aid;  
So shall our Plaudits both be Sung and played.  
And while we pipe, shall there be none to 
Nunc pede libero pulsandae telis  dance,  
As long's we learn to Capriol from France.  
Nor can the foot this Melody withstand,  
But must proportion't to a Saraband.  
The consort by those can't be understood  
Insensible of this great Common-good.   

Let Nature celebrate a 
Lux adest& jam mea sit Janthe. Ov. 1. Met.  Marriage-day,  
Each three be decked with the Verdant Bay,  
Each purling brook with trickling joys abound,  
Th' ALBANIAN praise let all the Hills resound;  
Let th' Earth be candi'd with a downy rob,  
And glide in squared measures round her Globe;  
Let the day's Monarch show a Glorious look,  
And every bide portend good to the DUKE;  
Let honoured ALBION with fresh pleasures bloom,  
And every thing applaud the blessed Bridegroom.  
With lyric Odes let all the Ecchos ring,  
And only shrill Epithalamiums sing:  
Let every Swain in floods of 
Nunc solvere multo Nectare corda libet. Claud.  Nectars swim,  
And all the Nymphs sing Serenades to him.  
On genial Hearts let all solemnly feast,  
Invite each merry front to be their Guest,  
Purveigh glad Company, and Royal fare,  
A Bounteous Welcome to the Royal Heir:  
But let all Disaffected starve for food,  
Insensible of this great Common-good.   

Some sportive 
In imitation of the Olympia instituted by Hercules in honour of Jupiter.  Games let's also institute,  
From thence our Joy to date, and years compute,  
Thereby our active cunning to improve,  
In honour of th' olympic 
Secundus a Rege.  second Jove.  
Then here all manly exercises haunt,  
The Scots again of their 
v. the Anagram in {αβγδ}.  Achilles vaunt.  
Now let the fields be cured of their 
v. Albion's elegy. p. 7. l. 19. and downward.  Disease,  
Let Clubs be pliant, each rest be a tease  
Unto the leaping Ball, and both accord  
T' obey his nod, and pleasure to afford.  
The coursing Horses, now be winged and fly,  
And kindly on their noble Patron neigh;  
In speed to strive fleet Pegasus to won,  
While here a nobler Perseus looketh on.  
Let the swift Footman run it in a trice,  
More for to bribe the sport, then gain the prise;  
And if he chance his faint heels to benight,  
On JAMES's quick eye reflect, and spur his flight.  
Let not Mars clients now at ruffles fret,  
But on his Countenance their courage whet:  
So did th' hearts of the jaded Souldiers, brook  
A fresh recruit, 
Plutarch.  from glad Clearchus look.  
Nor need the brisk Comedians cups of Sack,  
Being no more thundering Tragedies to act;  
But let them trick a comic Argument  
Fit for the season, which may represent  
Th' 
〈…〉  ALBANIA, or Scots festival day,  
While their own melting Joy sets off the play▪  
Let virtue, Love, and Honour, all exhort  
The Beauteous Madams, to frequent the Court,  
Where the sole 
〈…〉 Highness.  Pattern Nature seems to show  
Of all the gifts she did, or will bestow  
On their enam'ring Sex, that others may  
Her only honour, and due homage pay:  
Here of their Joy, these both may let Her taste,  
And with well ord'red Steps, Her Welcome cast.  
Now let our Heroes others far excel,  
While ther's a 
Ardua Vi●●tutem praefert via pergite Primi.  MOUNT to scale, a 
Mecum honor& lauds. Silius. Ital. lib. 15. bell. pun.  ROSE to smell,  
Here let them sympathise with well-tuned feet,  
With Courteous Welcome this famed Hero greet.   

Let all the Poets on his Welcome dwell,  
Till they have drained the Castalian well;  
With sprightly verse, and lofty numbers reel,  
And only joyful Enthusiasms feel.  
Lo my glad Muse, from swooning fits revived,  
Throngs in among the crew; since now retriv'd  
Her great maecenas and immortal theme,  
From which nought can be squeezed, but flowery Cream;  
And when the oil is spent, the vessels filled,  
The more sh'extracts, more rests to be distilled.  
So if in Divine Mysteries you dive, 
Simonides de Deo.   
You'l at the less intelligence arrive.  
Then if I sound this deep with shallow rhyme,  
It speaks me Loyal tho I find not Him.  
The paper hit, the Archer well acquites  
Himself, tho he the narrow prick ne'er splites;  
The man's thought honest, who, his name to score  
Unable, yields up to his creditor  
His person; and the other should exact  
No more, then what the debtor can stack.  
What Pen dare on his lavish famed encroach,  
And give him all his due without reproach,  
Unless he turn 
Sussenus.  self-Lover, and admire  
His own works, wherewith others feed the fire.  
Who can his laureate conquests echo forth,  
Or raise fit Trophies to Achilles worth?  
As when the Sun hath lodged in all the signs,  
Run through the zodiac, he afresh begins,  
To trace his steps again, and never stays  
To bound his Journey, nor contract his rays.  
even so He doth his 
Laudataque virtus crescit. Ov. l. 4. El. 2  virtues still improve,  
These are the sphere wherein the Poets move,  
And when they have each sacred virtue touched,  
Soaring on th' wings of poesy well couched,  
To pay another visit still they're fain,  
As if some thing unblazon'd did remain.   

Hither let all the Universe resort,  
And view the Man that makes a glorious Court,  
Whose happy presence Courtly strife excludes,  
Makes all prefer the Court to solitudes.  
Whom all admire, and strive to imitate  
In watchful Industry, and sober state.  
In whose accomplished features all detect  
Grave 
Majestas adeo comis ubique tua est. Ov. 2. Trist.  Majesty, and a benign Aspect:  
Whose 
Aspice quid faciant commercia. Juven. Sat. 2.  Converse stands not only to b'admir'd,  
But as the certain rule of ours desired.  
By whose Divine Idea we may draw  
All Worth; and from 
dvo nos maxim movent similitudo& exemplum. Cic. de Orat. 3.  Example, more then Law,  
Mature and savoury Instructions glean,  
And square our Actions by the Golden mean.  

Non illi quisquam bello se conferat heros. Catul.  heroic Courage, and feats marshal seem  
T'have sown their spirits in him, to reap esteem;  
Nay to have been a doubtful started plea,  
designed for him to vindicate at Sea,  
To carve out for himself supreme Command,  
And Lord it over both the Sea and Land;  
As if obeisance did pursue his Word,  
And Victory were tied unto his Sword.  
The Graces, and the virtues here unpatch'd  
reign, and dart powerful Influence, while well-match'd  
With Royal Honour, which might henceforth hush  
The huffs of Malice, and make error blushy.  
Hath Honour and our Good( could we it scent)  
Again us ALBANIE's wished presence lent;  
Let's not so curious be, so bold's to prie  
Into the 
Exquirere ditos princi sensus illici & anceps.  mysteries of State-Policy.  
Who can arraign, or but in question bring. 
Eccl. c. 8. v. 4 Principl leges nemo scripsit; l●cet si libet. Plin.   
Th' indiff'rent Actions of an aweful King.  
Let no rude currish Clown, out of despite,  
Presume to snarl at Person, famed, or right.  
Nor Faction his designs misrepresent,  
Or frame against him a Rump-Parliament;  
To forge new Grievances, his meaning wrest,  
By noising still the Gangrene of the Beast.  
Why do ye dangerous Innovations dread?  
Have ye not his own Manifesto red;  
Wherein it pleased him to protest, and swear  
By th' Honour of a Prince, which is most dear;  
Nay by his Faith the Faithful did assure,  
Th' established Hierarchy to secure,  
The ancient privileges to defend  
From foreign inrod, or domestic Fiend:  
Only at the same liberty he aims,  
Which every Sect, for Conscience-sake, still claims;  
This, Impudence could not have e'r refused,  
Else from 
v. The Confession of Faith, Ch. 28. Sect. 4.  Confession such might be accused.  
No petty Clerk denies to Pagan Kings  
A just Authority in Civil things;  
And the Kings power, in Sacred things, springs not  
From Christian, but from sovereign right is got.  
The English Presbyterians, on this point,  
Assert, that Heathen Kings, whom Gods anoint,  
A Christian Church can well protect, and may  
Order the same in a politic way.  
Who e'r did censure th' Heathen 
Constantine the great.  Emperour,  
Who unbaptiz'd, did exercise his power  
In Church-affairs, nay was by all approved,  
Who the calm Discipline of Christians loved.  
But here ye can't intend such just complaint  
'Gainst both a Christian Prince, and better Saint,  
Then those, whose Strictness paint them more upright,  
And still pretend unto a greater light.  
But might the Gods with outward forms dispense,  
Or him persuade, Protestant to commence,  
Nor would he thereby from the Truth estrange,  
But, for the same, with Peace and Love exchange;  
'twould both all mouths with public shoutings fill,  
And the rath 〈◇〉 of the People 〈◇〉.  
But if he shall proceed in the same road,  
Which many of his great Ancestors trod;  
The Royal Spring, let none be so mal●pert,  
Out of its proper Channel to divert;  
Nor the Succession Regal circumvent,  
But settle in its Legal Right Descent.  
Did not the sacred powers offended raze  
The Pictish Natione, 'cause they did displace  
The Righteous 
Alpine.  Heir, subverting the true Base.  
The English would not any 
L. Jean Gray.  She admit,  
When 
King Edward 6. obtained by Act of Parliament, the choice of his successor  named, on the Imperial Throne to fit,  
In prejudice of 
Queen Mary. Tali& constant veneratione nos— Reges legittimos prosequimur. Ang. Histor.  Her, tho Papist known,  
Yet true successor of the Royal CROWN.  
If the two 
Nam saepe duobus Regibus incessit magno discordia motu. Verum ubi ductores acie revocaveris ambos, Deterior qui visus eum ne prodigus obsit, dede neci melior vacuâ sine regnet in aulâ. Virg. Geor. lib. 4.  Master-Bees of the same hive,  
For th' empire of the waxed Kingdom strive,  
Lo, when from battle both Kings are recalled,  
The nobler Chieftain-Bee is strait installed,  
And in the empty Palace Reigns alone,  
While th' other's thrust out, as a low inglorious drone.  
Should we ourselves as firmly Loyal vent,  
And when it comes to pass the test, relent.  
When Gracious CHARLES his true successor notes,  
Shall we make use of Cautions, or of Votes:  
Lo when, to JAMES, our duty thus we mince,  
We so empair Allegiance to our Prince;  
For 
Quo res cunque cadent unum& commune periclum una salus ambobus erit. Vir. Aene. l. 2.  whatsoever way the matters go,  
Both are Co-partners of the well, or woe.   

Have we recov'red now our Tutelar,  
Our stolen 
v. Albion's Elegy. p. 4. l. 4.  Palladium; then let's all beware,  
That we, by honi'd Baits, be not ensnared,  
But strictly round him with a frequent 
Stipantque frequentes. Virg.  Guard.  
From private rap within our breasts to hid,  
And by our Union 
〈…〉  Shoulder off the tide,  
'Twixt him and open danger t' interpose  
Our ready and hard Bodies, freely choose  
In our own flesh the impious Sword to sheathe,  
And in a just Cause seek a glorious Death.   

When every man had chosen his own* Doom,  
To hope abroad, and to despair at home,  
Your tedious Absence long had fed our Grief,  

〈…〉& 6.  No eye to pity, nor hope of relief;  
Then you the fit hour for a visit catched,  
And for our succour your own rays dispatched;  
Which in our dark Horizon strait are seen,  
And heal the wound they gave, while yet but green.  
Then sure your Advent, ROYAL SIR, inserts  
A welcome Epoch in all Loyal hearts.  
Who cannot choose, but emulously strive,  
Which should the best, and most kind Welcome give;  
You, when at Home, with duteous 
Et levis hae● meritis referatur gratia tantis. Ov.  Thanks, to load,  
Who honoured us, with perfect Love, Abroad;  
Us highly to our sovereign Lord extolled,  
'Mongst his most Faithful Subjects us enrolled:  
Shall we these signal Favours now forget?  
Our lips seal, and neglect to pay our debt.   

Tho lawless Boors should insolently prat,  
And still exclaim against they know not what;  
Tho some of higher rank should now give o'er  
And pay not Suite and Presence, as before;  
Yet let not this, GREAT SIR, discourage you,  
Nor from thence judge the Loyal to be few:  
For These all things dislike, and have a prick.  
T' oppose the powers, and spurne against the prick.  
In their own die the Latter soon appear,  
To change their minds, as th' 
chameleon  Air-fed beast, by fear,  
His colour alters; to be Fortunes Apes,  
And with the times to vary in all shapes.  
So the most precious Sun's regarded less  
By those, to whom he daily makes address;  
But where he enters Stranger, his arise  
Gets a kind Welcome from all glaring eyes.  
To you, GREAT SIR, 
Constant in Loyalty.  we offer up the Key  
Of our close bowers, may't please you to survey  
Our breasts; and of a Scots heart take a view,  
As 
Parvum Corau. dacium gignit.  small as any English, and as true.  
Here your dear Memory shall be enshrined,  
And deep impression bear upon our mind;  
Here, what transported Tongues cannot express,  
'tis legible, and in a better dress  
Then my obedient Muse can ere digest:  
But to the 
v. The Councils Letter to the King.  Chanc'lour I refer the rest.   
FINIS.