Guy Fawkes Day Sayings and Chants

"Two Bookes of Ayres, The First Book",Thomas Campion 1613

Bravely deckt, come forth, bright day,
Thine houres with Roses strew thy way,
As they well remember,
Thou receiv'd shalt be with feasts:
Come, chiefest of the *British* ghests,
Thou fift of *November*,
Thou with triumph shalt exceede
In the strictest ember;
For by thy returne the Lord records his blessed deede.

*Britaines*, frolicke at your bourd,
But first sing praises to the Lord
In your Congregations.
Hee preserv'd your state alone,
His loving grace hath made you one
Of his chosen Nations.
But this light must hallowed be
With your best Oblations;
Prayse the Lord, for onely great and mercifull is hee.

Death had enter'd in the gate,
And ruine was crept neare the State;
But heav'n all revealed.
Fi'ry Powder hell did make,
Which, ready long the flame to take,
Lay in shade concealed.
God us helpt of his free grace,
None to him appealed;
For none was so bad to feare the treason or the place.

God his peacefull Monarch chose,
To him the mist he did disclose,
To him, and none other;
This hee did, O King, for thee,
That thou thine owne renowne might'st see,
Which no time can smother.
May blest *Charles* thy comfort be,
Firmer then his Brother:
May his heart the love of peace, and wisedome learn
from thee.

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