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Here’€™s a Health to King Charles

Bring the bowl which you boast,
Fill it up to the brim;
‘€™Tis to him we love most,
And to all who love him.
Brave gallants, stand up,
And avaunt ye, base carles!
Were there death in the cup,
Here’€™s a health to King Charles.
 
Though he wanders through dangers,
Unaided, unknown,
Dependent on strangers,
Estranged from his own;
Though '€™tis under our breath,
Amidst forfeits and perils,
Here’€™s to honor and faith,
And a health to King Charles!
 
Let such honors abound
As the time can afford,
The knee on the ground,
And the hand on the sword;
But the time shall come round
When, '€™mid Lords, Dukes, and Earls,
The loud trumpet shall sound,
Here’€™s a health to King Charles!
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