hands, now preserve him from them: Render him fortunate to us, to our
Children, succeeding Generations give him a late Successor, and when You
do it, let it be such a one as himself.

Let your Majestie now proceed in his Triumph, and hear the Acclamations of
his people; what can they more expresse who are ready to pave the very
streets with their bodies, in testimonie of their zeal? behold all about
You, the Gratulating old Fathers, the exulting Youths, the glad mothers;
And why should it not be so? Here's no goods publicated, none restrain'd
or mulcted of their Libertie, none diminish'd of dignitie, none molested,
or exil'd; all are again return'd into{9} their houses, Relations and
Properties, and which is yet more then all, to their antient
innocencie{10} and mutual charitie.

If the _Philosopher_ in the _Ethicks_ enquiring whether the felicity of
the sun, do any whit concern the happinesse of the defunct progenitor,
after much reasoning have determin'd that the honour only which his son
acquires by worthie and great actions, does certainly refresh his Ghost:
What a day of Jubilee, is this then to Your blessed Father! Not the odor
of those flowers did so recreate the dead _Archemorus_ which the _Nymphs_
were yearly wont to strow upon his watry Sepulcher, as this daies
Inauguration of Yours, does even seem to revive the Ashes of that sacred
_Martyr_.

Should some one from the clouds that had looked down on the sad face of
things, when our Temples lay in dust, our Palaces in desolation, and the
Altars demolished; when these Citie Gates were dashed to pieces, Gibbets
and Executions erected in every Street, and all things turned into
universal silence and solitude, behold now the change of this daies
glorious scean; that we see the Churches in repair, the sacred Assemblies