When private men get sonnes they gette a spoone,
Without eclipse, or any Starre at noone;
When kings get sonnes, they get withall supplies
And succours, farr beyond five Subsidies.
Welcome, Gods Loane, greate tribute of the state,
Thou Mony new come in, rich fleete of plate:
Welcome, blest babe, whom God thy father sent
To make him rich without a Parliament.