On the Times, or the Good Subject’s Wish

From the Loyal Garland.
To the tune of “Young Phaon.”

Good days we see, let us rejoice,
   In peace and loyalty,
And still despise the factious noise
   Of those that vainly try
To undermine our happiness,
   That they may by it get;
Knavery has great increase
   When honesty does set.

But let us baffle all their tricks,
   Our King and country serve;
And may he never thrive that likes
   Sedition in reserve:
Then let each in his station rest,
   As all good subjects should;
And he that otherwise designs,
   May he remain unblest.

May traytors ever be deceived
   In all they undertake,
And never by good men believed;
   May all the plots they make
Fall heavy on themselves, and may
   They see themselves undone,
And never have a happy day,
   That would the King dethrone.