" This day came in his Majestie  Charles the 2d to London after a sad, & long Exile, and Calamitous  Suffering both of the King and Church: being 17 yeares: This was also  his Birthday, and with a Triumph of above 20000 horse and foote,  brandishing their swords and shouting with unexpressable joy: The wayes  straw'd with flowers, the bells ringing, the streetes hung with  Tapissry, fountaines running with wine: The Major, Aldermen, all the  Companies in their liver[ie]s, Chaines of Gold, banners; Lords &  nobles, Cloth of Silver, gold and vellvet every body clad in, the windos  and balconies all set with Ladys, Trumpets, Musick, & [myriads] of  people flocking the streetes & was as far as Rochester, so as they  were 7 houres in passing the Citty, even from 2 in the afternoone 'til  nine at night: I stood in the strand, & beheld it, & blessed  God: And all this without one drop of bloud, & by that very army,  which rebell'd against him: But ...