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An Apologie for the Royal Party (1659); and A Panegyric to Charles the Second (1661) by John Evelyn
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themselves fled not swifter, then the report of your approach from ten
thousand mouthes of brasse, echoing from ship to ship, and shore to shore,
with their thundring voices, out done yet with the shouts and acclamations
of your glad people, when our shaken Republique rushed at once into your
princely Armes for safety and _Asylum_, not by the occult power of
Destiny, or blind revolution, but the extraordinary hand of Providence,
whose _pathes are in the great Waters, and whose footsteps are not known:
O novum atque inauditum ad principatum iter_, who that shall write Annals,
or Verses can ever forget that day? not decrepit age, not the sick, not
the tender Sex were kept back from resolving to behold that miraculous
entry of yours; The very little children pointed to you, the striplings
and young men exsulted, the Antient men stood amazed, and those who were
under the empire of a cruel disease, leaped out of their beds, to have the
sight of you, that were the safety of the People, returning with cure and
refreshment: Others protested, they had even now lived long enough, and
were ready to expire with joy, and the transports of their spirits; as
satisfied that this Ball could not present them with an other object
worthy their admiration; others wished now to live more then ever, that
they might still enjoy their desired object; and women forgetting the
pains of childbirth, brought forth with joy, because they gave Citizens to
their Prince, and Souldiers now to their lawful Emperour.

Your Majesty must needs remember, nor is the sound yet out of your sacred
ears, when the houses of this your August Metropolis were covered with the
loud and cheerful spectators, because the earth was too narrow to contain
them; the wayes and the trees were filled with the shouting of your
people, LONG LIVE KING _CHARLES_ THE _II._ _tamque æqualiter ab omnibus ex
adventu tuo lætitia percepta est, quam omnibus venisti_. For when the wise
Arbiter of things began to look down upon us, all things conspir'd to make
us happy; our Deliverance by your Majesty as by another _Moses_, leading
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