The Loyal Tories Delight, Or, A Pill for FANATICKS.  
Being a most pleasant and new Song.  
To the Tune of, Great York has been debarred of late, &c,  
 

GReat York has been debarred of late,  
from Court by some accursed Fate;  
but e're long we do not fear,  
We shall have him, have him here,  
We shall have him, have him here.   

2  
The Makers of the Plot we see,  
By damned Old Tony's treachery,  
How they would have brought it about,  
To have given great York the rout:  
To have given &c.   

3  
God preserve our gracious King,  
And safe tidings to us bring,  
Defend us from the shame black Box,  
And all damned fanatic Plots,  
And all damned &c.   

4  
Here Charles's Health I drink to thee,  
And wish him all Prosperity;  
God grant that he long time may Reign,  
To bring us home great York again:  
to bring us home &c.   

5  
That he in spite of all his Foes,  
Who Loyalty and Laws oppose,  
May long remain in health and peace,  
Whilst Plots and Plotters all shall cease:  
Whilst &c.   

6  
Let Whigs go down to Erebus,  
And not stay here to trouble us  
With noisy Cant, and needless fear,  
Of Ills to come they know not where.  
Of Ills to come &c.   

7  
When our Chief trouble they create,  
For plain wee see what they'd be at:  
could they but push great York once down,  
theyed next attempt to snatch the Crown.  
they'd next attempt &c.   

8  
But Heaven preserve our gracious King,  
May all good Subjects loudly sing;  
And Royal James preserve likewise,  
From such as do against him rise,  
From such as do &c.   

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Then come again fill round our Glass,  
And Loyal Tories less it pass,  
Fill up, fill up unto the Brim,  
And let each Boule with Necture swim,  
And let each Boule &c.   

10  
Though Cloakmen that seem much precise  
'Gainst Wine exclaim, with turn'd-up eyes;  
Yet in a corner they'l be drunk,  
With drinking Healths unto the RUMP,  
With drinking &c.   

11  
In hopes that once more they shall tear  
Both Church and State, which is their Prayer  
But Heaven does still protect the Throne,  
Whilst Tyburn for such Slaves does groan.  
Whilst Tyburn &c.   

12  
For now 'tis plain, most men abhor  
What some so strongly voted for:  
Great York in Favour does remain,  
In spite of all the Whigish train.  
In spite &c.   

13  
And now the Old Cause goes to wrack,  
Sedition Manger Cloath in black,  
Do greatly dread the Triple three,  
Whilst we rejoice in Loyalty.  
Whilst we &c.   

14  
Then come let's take another Round,  
And still in Loyalty abound,  
And wish our King he long may Reign,  
To bring us home great York again,  
To bring us home great York again.    

LONDON Printed for R. Shuter.