Poem by Anonymous

Here’s a Health unto His Majesty

		1

Here’s a health unto his Majesty, 
	With a fal lal la la la la la! 
Confusion to his enemies, 
	With a fal lal la la la la la! 
And he that will not drink his health, 
I wish him neither wit nor wealth, 
Nor yet a rope to hang himself. 
	With a fal lal la .  .  .  .  .  .  .   

		2

All Cavaliers will please combine, 
	With a fal lal la la la la la! 
To drink this loyal toast of mine, 
	With a fal lai la la la la la! 
If anyone should answer ‘No!’ 
I only wish that he may go 
With Roundhead rogues to Jericho. 
	With a fal lal la .  .  .  .  .  .  .  

1. Now, Robin, Lend to Me Thy Bow
2. Willy Drowned in Yarrow
3. The Guard-Chamber
4. The Cave of Pope
5. The Hermitage

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