Classic Poem

1

Long have we waited for a happy End
Of all our miseries and strife;
But still in vain; the Swordmen did intend,
To make them hold for tearm of Life,
That our distempers might be made;
Their everlasting lively-hood and trade.

2

They entayle their Swords and Guns,
And pay, which wounded more,
Upon their Daughters and their Sons,
Thereby to keep us ever poor.

3

And when the Civil wars were past
They civil Government envade,
To make our taxes, and our slavery last,
Both to their titles, and their trade.

4

But now we are redeem'd from all,
By our Indulgent King;
Whose coming does prevent our fall,
With loyal and with joyful hearts we'l sing.

Chorus

Welcome, welcome royal May,
Welcome long desired Spring,
Many springs and Mays we've seen
Have brought forth what's gay and green
But none is like this glorious day
Which brings forth our Gracious King.