WHEN THE KING ENJOYS HIS OWN AGAIN



Let rogues and cheats prognosticate

Concerning king's or kingdom's fate

I think myself to be as wise

As he that gazeth on the skies

My sight goes beyond the depth of a pond

Or rivers in the greatest rain

Whereby I can tell that all will be well

When the King enjoys his own again



Yes, this I can tell

That all will be well

When the King enjoys his own again



There's neither swallow, dove, or dade

Can soar more high or deeper wade

Nor show a reason from the stars

What causeth peace or civil wars

The man in the moon may wear out his shoon

By running after Charles his wain

But all's to no end, for the times will not mend

Till the King enjoys his own again



Full forty years this royal crown

Hath been his father's and his own

And is there anyone but he

That in the same should sharer be?

For better may the scepter sway

Than he that hath such right to reign?

Then let's hope for a peace, for the wars will not cease

Till the king enjoys his own again



Though for a time we see Whitehall

With cobwebs hanging on the wall

Instead of gold and silver brave

Which formerly was wont to have

With rich perfume in every room

Delight to that princely train

Yet the old again shall be when the time you see

That the King enjoys his own again



Then fears avaunt, upon the hill

My hope shall cast her anchor still

Until I see some peaceful dove

Bring home the branch I dearly love

Then will I wait till the waters abate

Which now disturb my troubled brain

Then for ever rejoice, when I've heard the voice

That the King enjoys his own again



@England @royalty @history @war @rebel

from the Scottish Students' Song Book

Song of the Cavaliers

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