LONDON'S Anniversary Festival, Performed On Monday, October the 29th. 1688. For the Entertainment of the Right Honourable, Sr. John Chapman, Kt. Lord Mayor of the City of London; Being Their great Year of JUBILEE. WITH A PANEGYRIC upon the Restoring OF THE CHARTER. And a Sonnet provided for the Entertainment of the KING. By M. TAUBMAN. Virg. Lib. 6. Hic Rem Londinam magno turbante tumultu Sistet Eques— Printed and Published by Authority. London, Printed for J. Fleming, and Sold by the Booksellers, 1688. To the Right Honourable Sir JOHN CHAPMAN, Kt. Lord Mayor of the CITY of LONDON. My LORD, IF the Custom of a Dedication at this Time did not make it necessary, your Eminent Merits do justly lay claim to the discharge of this Duty. And though the present Impending Storm, the Dread of a Foreign Invasion, has Obnubilated the usual Splendour of this Day's Solemnity, such Remarkable Occurrences have happened, this Year, as will render your Name and Memory famous to all Posterity: What is most to be Recorded, is, the Restoring of the Charter of London, which happened in the Year of your Mayoralty, 88 Auspicious 88! England's great Year of Jubilee, twice Propitious to this Famous City: First, In Restoring our Lives and Estates: Secondly, Our Laws and Freedoms, in the free Exercise of our Ancient Established Government. What other Worthies durst not Attempt, you like Jason, bravely Adventured for the Prize, and brought the Golden Fleece in Triumph home. In the late threatening Deluge, when the Ark was tossed upon the Foaming Billows, you, like the Dove, was sent Abroad, and like the Dove returned with the Olive-Branch of Joy. This unspeakable Mark of Royal Bounty occurring this Year with your Right of Succession to the Praetorial Chair, will Record your Name to future Ages, beyond all the Witless Panegyrics of, My LORD, Your Lordship's most Obedient, and most Devoted humble Servant, M. Taubman. To the Right Honourable Sir John Chapman, Knight, Lord Mayor of the City of London, on the Return of the CHARTER. WElcome as Day to Nighted Travellers, As Light to Darkness, or as Peace to Wars. Welcome as when the Six months' night is done, To frozen Climates the Approaching Sun; Who after a long Winter's Storm does bring, All the dear Blessings of a fertile Spring. To You our Thanks, as well as Praise, is due, In whom's Restored our Lives, and Freedoms too. What the loud Tumults lost in hot Debate, Is Re-invested in its former state. Your Patience has their Fury overcome, The Captive Ark is brought in Triumph home; The Charter is Returned with cheerful Cries, Our Rights, our Customs, and Immunities. All which in 88, with You Restored, In everlasting Annals we'll Record. The new exalted Meteors cease to shine, And to the old Extinguished Lamps Resign. Who in their former state their Freedoms hold, Like Diamonds newly set in the same Gold. Tamely they bore the Cloud of their Disgrace, While Stars less Radiant were advanced in place; These may by Day cast forth a glimmering Spark, While the true Gem shines brightest in the Dark. This made the World your Loyalty admire, And the bright Palm depressed, to mount the higher; Then were you Loyal, at that very time, When to be Loyal, was esteemed a Crime: This worthily Advanced you to the Chair, When mean complying Interest proved a Snare. There was a Time when Loyalty prevailed, And on her Sons large Favours were Entailed, Temporising Converts did Comply For Interest, to Sell their Liberty. This Bliss with you restored, this Year we share, The CHARTER to the Town, and you the Chair. Here the KING's Bounty, as your MERIT's Great, Has made your Laws and Liberties Complete. With you this Year we are Possessed of more, Than all our Predecessors were before; What they by Parcels scarce in Ages gained, We have in Gross, in one blessed Day, obtained: Each Grant Enlarging our unbounded Power, From Royal JAMES, to the first Conqueror. What Monarch yet e'er Graced the British Throne, But dropped a Royal Jewel from the Crown? Like the Sword added to your Quartered Field, T'Enlarge the CHARTER, and adorn the GUILD. No fierce Dragooner here for Quarter calls, No Noise of War within your Peaceful Walls. And what exceeds all Privileges far, You are not Summoned from your Gates to War. No dreadful Trumpets Sound annoys your Ears; All Innocent and Charming as the Spheres. If Musics softer Notes your Throne ascend, 'Tis such as on your harmless Mirths attend. Music, which like a Consort, does agree With LONDON's Government, the soul of Harmony. Nor in the Walls is this your only Friend, Toll-free through England does your Power extend. Even to the Surges of the boundless Sea, The Wealthy Thames is made your Royalty. Nor can we here your Liberties Confine, Your CHARTER does extend beyond the Line. Through the vast Globe, you may with Drake be hurled, A London Merchant's Freeman of the World. And shall that State, which has the Sovereign Powers Of Sea and Land, dread Foreign Conquerors? Where is the Grandeur of our English Nation, If we are Blasted at a Dutch Invasion? In vain vast Armies and a Fleet oppose, Against a Fate that is more strong than those: That Grandeur which once met the Pride of Spain, Like a huge City floating on the Main, Met it, and to the Bottom sunk it down; The Gods and Winds fight for the English Crown. Those Masts which lately seemed to touch the Sky, Now low in the vast Ocean's Womb do lie. And where th' Armada did its Pride display, Fish's resort, and wanton Dolphin's play, May the same Fate make all your Foes a Prey. LONDON' S Anniversary Festival For the Year, 1688. ALthough the present Juncture of Affairs, and the Rumour of a Foreign Invasion has Eclipsed the Glory of this Days Triumph; yet since the Mayoralty has fallen in the First of Companies, and in the time of so Eminent a Patriot, I think myself in duty bound, to Publish this short Description, that what it wants in the Pageantry, may be supplied by a Panegyric, to perpetuate the Occurrences of so remarkable a Jubilee. The Right Worshipful the Company of Mercers, (who have the Honour and Charge of this Day's Entertainment) are the first in Order and Place, having the Priority of all other Companies of London. They were Established to be a Company, and to purchase Lands in the 17th Year of the Reign of Richard the TWO, 1393. Mercer's Hall, famous for the Magnificence of its Structure, is the Seat of their Public Assemblies; where are likewise several spacious Rooms and Apartments, for their private Courts, Committees, and Consultations. This was formerly an Hospital, Founded by Sir Thomas of Acon; Militia Hospitalis, saith the Record of Edward the III, Founded by Thomas Fitz Theobald, in the Reign of Henry the II. It was purchased by the Mercers, in the Reign of King Henry the VIII, by the Famous Sir Thomas Gresham. The Chapel was Founded by that Eminent Patron and Benefactor, Sir John Allen, who lies there Entombed. This particular Record I thought necessary to make, that the want of a Show might not Derrogate from the Grandeur of so Ancient and Honourable a Society. Nevertheless, though the Pageantry was Omitted, there wanted nothing that could contribute to make it Great both by Land and Water; nay, rather more Sumptuous in the Magnificence of their Cavalcade, which was in the manner following. The CAVALCADE. ABout Eight a Clock in the Morning, (to attend his Lordship in Mercers-Hall) do meet the Right Worshipful the Company of Mercers, and the most eminent Citizens appointed for that purpose. I. The Master, Wardens, and Assistants, in their Gowns faced with Foins, with their Hoods. II. The Livery in their Gowns, faced with Satin, and their Hoods. III. Threescore poor Men, in Gowns and Caps, march in the Front, each of them employed in bearing a Banner. iv Fifty Gentlemen-Ushers in Velvet-Caps follow next, each of them having a Chain of Gold about his Shoulders, and in his right Hand a White Staff. V A splendid Train of Bachelors, invested in Gowns, and Scarlet-Sattin Hoods (which, in this Company, above all others, are most numerous) called, The Rich Bachelors; who often bear the Charge of this Day's Solemnity. VI Another Division of Bachelors. VII. Twelve more Gentlemen for bearing Banners and Colours, some in Plush-Coats, and some in Buff, with Scarves about their Shoulders of the Company's Colours. VIII. Thirty-six Trumpets: The Serjeant-Trumpeter, with a Rich Scarf of his Lordship's Colours about his Waste, and a Leading-Staff in his Hand. IX. Fourteen of his Majesty's Drums: The Drum-Major, with a Crimson Scarf about his Waste, and a Leading-Staff in his Hand: And Three Fifes with Banners. X. Divers other Drums and Fifes, with Scarves of the Colours of the Company. XI. The Two City-Marshals on Horseback, and six Servants to attend them, with Scarves and Colours of the Company. XII. The Six Foot-Marshals, with Scarves and Colours of the same. XIII. The Master of Defence, with Scrafs and Colours likewise of the same, having Persons of the same Noble Science to attend him. XIV. Divers other Pensioners invested with Red Gowns with Sleeves, and flat white Caps, each of them carrying a Javelin in one Hand, and a Target in his other; wherein is painted the Arms of Rich. II. the first Founder, and Sir Thomas Gresham, the first Benefactor of the Company. XV. As an Addition to this Solemnity, and to supply the defect of the Pageants, is added the Artillery Company in the Rear, led up by that Eminent and Worthy Citizen, Sir John Moor. The Order of their March. THE Foot Marshals, with an Assistant appointed for that purpose, rank them out two by two, beginning with the Pensioners in Gowns; and in the Front of them placeth the Companies Ensigns, four Drums and one Fife. In the Rear of these fall in the several other Pensioners in Coats, bearing several Banners and Standards; after them the Arms of the Kite Worshipful the Company of Mercers, which is the Maidenhead, with this Motto, HONOUR DEO; which is also inserted in the other Banners, Standards, and Streamers, appertaining to the Company; whereof this, as the Largest, is attended with six Gentlemen Ushers; and after them follow the Bachelors, who conclude this Division. In the Rear of those fall six Trumpets; after them two Gentlemen bearing two Banners, the one of the City's, the other of the Companies; after them follow two Gentlemen Ushers, and after them the Foyne Bachelors, who conclude this Division. In the Rear of them, fall others of the City Trumpets; after them two Gentl●m●n, bearing the Banners of the City, and the Lord Mayor. After those follow twelve Gentlemen Ushers, Equipped and appointed as before; and after them the Court of Assistants, who puts a period to that Division. In the Rear of them follow the Sergeant-Trumpet, with sixteen other of the King's Trumpets, and Kettledrums; after them three other Gentlemen bearing the King's, the Lord Mayor's, and St. George his Banner, attended by fourteen Pages: And after them the Master and Wardens, who Terminate the first and chiefest Division. Being Placed in this Order, They march from the Place of Meeting to Grocers-Hall, till such time as his Lordship, with the Sheriffs, and his Brethren the Aldermen, are mounted. Which being done, the whole Body march towards Guild-Hall; where the Lord Mayor Elect, with his new Equipage, joins with the other Companies, marching in great Order and Decency through Kingstreet and Cheapside, down to the Three Crane-Wharf; where the Lord Mayor, aldermans, and their Attendants take Barge; the whole Company of Mercers do likewise Embark, with the rest of the Companies, as many as have Conveniencies; some of their Barges being at present employed in his Majesty's Service. His Lordship, the Aldermen, and the Right Worshipful the Company of Mercers, with such other Companies as have the Conveniencies of their Barges, Landing at Westminster, have a Lane made them from Kings-Bridg, from which they pass through Westminster-Hall; where having taken the Accustomed Oaths before the Lords and Barons of the Exchequer, they Return to their Barges; where a Lane made as before, to the Waterside, they go back by Water; being often Saluted by their Majestles from White-Hall, both going and coming, with several Shots and Salutations from the Pleasure-Boats; who for that purpose are all the way playing upon the River. His Lordship, with the Companies attending him, Landing at Blackfriar, are welcomed there with three Volleys by the famous Artillery Company, all Adorned in their Martial Ornaments in Buff, and shining Headpieces of Massy Silver. From Black Friars they March before the Lord Mayor and Aldermen, in the same State, Order, and Decency, as before, through Cheapside to Guild-Hall; where his Lordship is Received by the Ld. Chancellor, Ld. Chamberlain, and Principal Officers of His Majesty's Household; The Principal Secretaries, the Precedent, and most Eminent Lords of the Council; all Ambassadors and Ministers of State, both Foreign and Domestic; all the Learned Judges, and Principal Officers both of Court and City, who all Dine that Day in Guild-Hall: His Majesty having Himself promised to Confer that Honour upon his Lordship, if the present Juncture, and his Care for the Public, do not otherwise Divert him. This Anniversary Festival, is, for the Magnificence of their Entertainment, the greatest that has been ever seen in any Nation: All the time of Dinner, the Hall Echoing with Huzza's, and Healths to His Majesty, who Returns the same to his Lordship; wishing him Success and Happiness in the Discharge of his Trust, for the Year ensuing. Dinner being ended, his Majesty is Entertained with the following Song. SONG for the Entertainment of His Majesty. WIth Hearts united, and Exerted Souls, Brim full of Loyalty as are our Bowls, To Mighty James a grateful Health go round; The Jewel lost so long, this Year is found. This Name our Bounteous Charters Grant inrols. For this new Grace, a just Oblation due; But why his Praise do I in vain pursue? It is that Name, that Sacred Name, must give To Indigested Verse a power to Live, And make our Loyal Song Immortal too. Chorus. To the Son of the Martyr, Who Restored us the Charter, Let French, Dutch, and Spaniard beware it; While the Foes that invade us, With their sinking Armadoes, We drown in an Ocean of Claret. The Laws to every City does prescribe Their Bounds, and Limits, be they ne'er so wide; Amongst the Wives, whom Ties of Nature bind, London, a Royal Bride, sits unconfined; By Landmark bound, nor Circumscribed by Tide, As far as Royal James (that does Defend) From Silver Thames his Sceptre does extend (Whose Empire yet no Foe could e'er confine) From the Bleak North, beyond the Tropic Line; Even there our Boundless Charter knows not End. Chorus. To the Son of the Martyr, etc. Augusta, who so long bore the Renown, Of Sovereignty, next to the Royal Crown, Does yet this Year a greater Glory share, Where Loyalty's advanced into the Chair, To Rule as long before the joyful Town. In this above her Neighbouring Sisters blest, The Royal Chamber, The bright Phoenix Nest; Where one Expiring 'midst the sweet Perfumes, Another straight his Image reassumes; Her Lords with Immortality possessed. Chorus. To the Son of the Martyr, etc. THE END.