# The Kight-errant Or,
the Distressed Queen

Printed & sold by J. Pitts, 6, Great st, An
drew street, 7 Dials.

WHEN the Queen was detained on the
Gallian shore,
For want of a vessel to bring her safe o'er,
And when in great need of protection she stood
She found a Knighterrant in Alderman Wood

He put her on board, and without more delay,
The winds and the waves quickly bore her away
To the White Cliffs of Dover, where Myriads
stood.
(Wood,
To welcome the Queen, and thank Alderman

From City to City she moved along, (thong,
Midst Ringing of bells and the shouts of the
Who applauded her spirit and said it was good
Too nobly confide in brave Alderman Wood,

Like some ancient heroine, she gracefully led,
The thousands on foot and the long Cavalcade
Up Parliament Street by the Royal abode.
While on her left and sat Alderman Wood.

All ranks and degrees did her Majesty greet,
As she slowly moved on to South Audley Street
For nothing was heard from the vast multitude
But God bless the Queen and brave Alderman
Wood.

The Spirit of Chivalry, which long had been
gone,
And ceased to descend from the Father to Son
That Spirit so noble, so generous and good,
Is revived in the soul of brave Alderman Wood

# Queen Caroline Lov'd
in Our Island.

The Words by T. L.

Tune—"The Tight Little Island."
QUEEN Carolines's come,
(Tho' not welcome by some).

To make glad many hearts in our free Land
May she happily reign.
And her rights all maintain.
And defeat her base foes in our Island.

Our much injured Queen,
Insulted has been,
By some Nobles that Grace foreign free Land
May her friends still Increase,
And her wandering cease,
For Caroline's Lov'd in our Island,

Those with malice at heart,
Will from truth soon depart,
to defame any one in our Free Land,
Let them say what they will,
Success I wish still,
To Caroline Queen of our Island.