A new BALLAD
Of a famous German PRINCE, and a renowned English DUKE, who on St. James's day, one thou[sand 666]
fought with a Beast with Seven Heads, call'd Provinces; not by Land, but by Water; not to be said, but sung; not
high English nor Low Dutch; but to a new French Tune, call'd Monsieur Ragou, or, The Dancing Hobby-horses.
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THere happen'd of late a terrible Fray
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Begun upon our *S. Jamess day,
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With a Thump, Thump, Thump, Thump, Thump,
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Thump, Thump a Thump, Thump!
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Where Rupert and George for CHARLEMAIGN
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Swindg'd the Dutch again and again,
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(As if they had been but the French or Dane)
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With a Thump, etc.
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*On S. Jams's
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day (1581)
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the seven Pro[-]
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vinces first
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resolv'd them
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selves into
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Free-States.
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'Twas brave Tom Allen led the Van,
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Stout Utber, and bold Tiddiman,
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With a Thump, etc.
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And then our Immortal GENERALS
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With twenty thousand Thunder-balls
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Pierc'd their boggie flesh-mud-walls
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With a Thump, Thump, etc.
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The Game was hot, and then you'll swear
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That Jordan (Heart of Oak) was there
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With a Thump, Thump, etc.
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And gallant Holmes that never fails,
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Torn and hurt, yet still prevails,
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Valiant with or without his Sails,
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With a Thump, etc.
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The Royal Charles was all their aim
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(For there they knew was Princely Game)
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With a Thump, etc.
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Seven Provinces here spend their Quire,
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(De Ruyters mighty Triple Tire)
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But had his answer all in Fire
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With a Thump, Thump, etc.
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For here our glorious Prince and Duke
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Gave him such a sore Rebuke
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With a Thump, etc.
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That now De Ruyter findes it clear
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The Warlike English have no peer,
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Who dare do anything but Fear
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A Thump, Thump, etc.
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The Soveraign came to revenge her Wrongs,
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(Becalm'd a while for want of Lungs,
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Without any Thump, etc.)
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But soon as her dreadful Sail displaid
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Good Lord what Lanes and Wrecks she made!
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The Devil a Dutch came nigh or staid,
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For fear of a Thump, Thump, etc.
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Her Balls of Fire the Flemming sees
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Are thrice as big as a Holland-Cheese,
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With a Thump, etc.
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And now they ran, they ran, they ran,
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And left poor Zealand, shift as it can;
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They made him the Rere, who would be the Van-
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-Van Tromp, Tromp, Tromp, etc.
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The Kings own Colours (Red and White)
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Pursu'd the Boors all day and night
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With a Thump, etc.
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O how 'twould Lords and Commons please
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To see our Soveraign of the Seas
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Chacing their Seven Provinces
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With a Thump, etc.
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Over Flatts and Banks we fir'd their Tails
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(Till we heard their croaking Nightingales)
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With a Thump, etc.
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This Difference 'twixt two Navies stands,
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Ours built for the Sea, and theirs for the Sands,
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We had sent them else to their last Netherlands
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With a Thump, Thump, etc.
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Their Shot still at our Tackling flew,
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Lest when they ran we should pursue
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With a Thump, etc.
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For though the Dutch are Sea-men grown,
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Bold English are the Marks-men known,
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And therefore kill them six for one
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With a Thump, Thump, etc.
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Our Rere was Smith, with other two
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(Spragge and Kempthorn) both true Blew,
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With a Thump, etc.
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And here the Zealanders came on,
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Who stoutly gave us Gun for Gun,
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Till Holland-like They also run
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With a Thump, Thump, etc.
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In In, In In, said Valiant Spragge,
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Wee'l beat this vapouring Tromp to th' Hague
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With a Thump, etc.
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His Chaplain fell to his wonted work,
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Cry'd Now for the King and the Duke of York!
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He pray'd like a Christian, and fought like a Turk
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With a Thump, Thump, etc.
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Six thousand Dutch (a Low-Country Dish)
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We sent to their own Cozen the Fish
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With a Thump, etc.
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The rest into Holes so tamely crawl
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That little Fanfan dar'd them all,
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Great Ruperts Sloop is an Admiral,
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With a Thump, Thump, etc.
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What Amsterdamnable Cowards are these
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To boast that they were Lords of the Seas
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With a Thump, etc.
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Their Impudent Gazette proclaims
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How bravely they lock'd up the Thames!
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But had no leave from CHARLES or JAMES,
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And therefore had a Thump, Thump, etc.
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And now De Wijts new Holland Rump
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(Who rides the States) will burn to th' Stump
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With a Thump, etc.
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For George in England once before
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Hath fir'd one Rump, and will do more
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Till Men and Bells all Dutch-land o're
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Sing Rump, Rump, etc.
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Then let them invent some other cheat,
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Go hang their Captains 'cause th'are beat
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With a Thump, etc.
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Let Monsieur or Myn Heer that snarls,
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At our Soveraign and Royal Charles,
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Beware of Ruperts and Albemarles
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With a Thump, Thump, Thump, etc.
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