Miraculous Reverse! O marvel greater then Mans Counsel! who will believe that which his eyes do see? what before a twenty years confusion had destroy'd; behold a few moneths have restor'd: But the wonder does yet so much more astonish, that the grief was not so universal for having suffer'd under such a Tyranny, as for having been so long depriv'd of so excellent a Prince: No more then do we henceforth accuse our past miseries; All things are by your presence repair'd, and so reflourish; as if they even rejoyc'd they had once been destroy'd, _Auctior tuis facta beneficiis._ So as not only a Diadem binds your sacred Temples this day; but you have even crown'd all your Subjects too; so has your auspicious presence gilded all things; our Churches, Tribunals, Theaters, Palaces, lift up their heads again; the very fields do laugh and exalt. O happy, and blessed spring! not so glorious yet with the pride and enamel of his flowers, the golden corn, and the gemms of the pregnant Vine, as with those Lillies and Roses which bloom and flourish in your Chaplet this day, to which not only these, but even all the productions of nature seem to bend, and pay their homage. And let it be a new year, a new _AEra_, to all the future Generations, as it is the beginning of this, and of that immense, _Platonic_ Revolution; for what could arrive more justly, more stupendious, were even the eight sphear it self now hurled about? For no sooner came our _CHARLES_ on shore, but every Man was in the Haven where he would be; the storm Universally ceas'd, and every one ran forth to see our _Palladium, tanquam coelo delapsum_: Virgins, Children, Women, trembling old Men, venerating the very ship that wafted our _Jason_ and his _Heroes_, ravish'd with the sight, yet hardly believing for astonishment; the greatness of the miracle, oppressing our sences, and endangering our very faith. _Credetne hoc olim ventura posteritas?_ I would prayse you Great Prince, but having begun; where shall I make an end? since there remains not a Topic through all that kind, but one might write Decads of it, without offending the truth, were it as secure of your modesty; since I am as well to consider what your ears can suffer, as what is owing to your Virtues: On what heads shall I extend then my discourse? your Birth, Country, Form, Education, Manners, Studies, Friends, Honours and Fortune run through all partitions of the Demonstrative: An Orator could have nothing more to wish for, nor your Majesty to render you more accomplish'd.