Page:Songs compleat, pleasant and divertive (Wit and mirth or, Pills to purge melancholy).djvu/138

 The Coronation ; the Words made to a pretty new Tune.

GReat Cæsar is Crown'd,   To the Skies let it sound; Tho' the Tories, the Tories, the Tories, the Tories With Malice, do grumble and lower: Whilst Whiggs raise their Joys, With a general Voice; And with Boo, huzza boo, huzza boo, huzza, The great Cannon go off at the Tower.

Prince Wallia along, Gave such Grace through the throng; That you'd fancy, you'd fancy, you'd fancy, you'd fancy, Some God had descended: His Goddess look'd on, And with joy heard each Gun; Give a boo, huzza a boo, huzza a boo, huzza, By her brace of young Angels attended.

Then fill Glasses high, For methinks I am dry, 'Till I'm toping, I'm toping, I'm toping, I'm toping, Success to the King and the Nation: 'Twill wit too Inspire, And we'll second the Fire; Of the boo, huzza boo, huzza boo, huzza, Never was a more Glorious occasion.