A famous Sea-fight:
OR,
[a Bloo]dy Battell, which was fought between the Spaniard
[and t]he Hollander, beginning on the sixth day of this present month
of September, 163[?] being Friday; and continued for the most part, till
Sunday-noon fo[ll]owing: being neer 70 sail of the Spaniards when
they begun, and [b]ut 15 of the Hollanders, till 12 sail more came to their
ayd. The Relation you sha[ll] have in the insuing Dity, with
what hapned on the [thr]ee dayes above-named.
To the Tune of Brave Lord Willoughby.
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[?]e ear you lusty Gallants,
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[?]my purpose is to tell
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[?] the bloody Battell
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[?]h late on Seas befell:
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[?] our English coast it was,
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[?] not far from Dover, where
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The Dutchman with the Spaniard met,
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whose greetings bitter were.
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This present month September,
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[?] Fleet from Spain there went
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[?]ouldiers then for Dunkerck,
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[?] King was sent:
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[?]s in number,
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[?]in,
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And on the Friday morning
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they did begin to fight,
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Continuing the Battell
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untill that it was night:
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Discharging of their roaring Guns,
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the victory for to gain,
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Till two ships of the Hollander
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were sunk into the main.
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But yet the valiant Hollander,
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which scorns at Sea to fly,
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The next day with the Spaniard
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another bout did try:
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Where 12 sail more came to their ayd,
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and then in that same fight,
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One of the Spaniards great Gallons,
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and two ships sunk e're night.
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And then the next day following,
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being the Sabbath, they
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At two o'th clock i'th morning,
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began a bloody fray:
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And then with stinging Bullets
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they did each other vex,
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Till blood into the Ocean
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run streaming from the Decks.
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The second Part To the same tune.
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THe Hollanders great Admirall,
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the Spaniard boarded thrice;
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(Had not the Dutch-man quench'd the same)
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it had been fired twice:
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Threescore and six great Ordnances
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the Admirall did bear;
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Her Souldiers and her Seamen then
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above a thousand were.
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Each side did their indeavour,
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for conquest of the day;
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And for eight hours together
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there was a bloody fray:
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Then slaughtred men on every side
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they over ship-board cast,
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Not possible to number them,
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they threw them out so fast.
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But in the Spanish Admirall,
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it is for certain known,
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A hundred men were slain therein,
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and over ship-board thrown:
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Abundance more in it besides,
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which under cure lyes;
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Some maim'd, and some dismembred
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in lamentable wise.
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And then the valiant Hollander,
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in signe of victory they
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Did take one of the Spaniards ships
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and caried quite away.
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At ten of the Clock i'th forenoon,
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the battell ended were,
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For then the King of Englands ships
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towards them approched near.
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But when the valiant Dutchman
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our English ships past by,
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They bow'd there Sails unto them;
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the Spaniards did deny.
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But when as Sir John Pennington
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did see they were so proud,
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He threatned them with Canon shot
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and then the Spaniards bowd.
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The Spaniard in our English Coast
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being forced for to fly,
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For harbour to the South foreland,
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where now at road they lye
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The Hollander not farre from thence
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doth wayt their comming out,
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Being resolved before they goe
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to have the other bout.
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No certain Number their is known,
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how many their is kill'd;
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Though many hundreds on both sides
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their dearest bloud hath spild:
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The Spaniard hath no cause to boast,
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the Dutchmen queld their pride:
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And those that gained Credit most,
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was of the loosing side.
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God blesse our gracious King and Queen
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and our brave English fleet,
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And give them victory on the seas,
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when they with foes do meet:
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Defend them from ill sands and rocks,
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and Lord their battell fight
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As thou didst for Elisabeth
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in the yeare 88.
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