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352 DESCENT ON MIDDLESEX.
The silver buckles which we use, Both at the knees and on the shoes, These caitiffs took them in their rage, Had no respect for sex or age.
As they were searching all around, They several silver watches found ; While they who're plac'd as guards without, Like raging devils rang'd about.
Run forty horses to the shore, Not many either less or more ; With bridles, saddles, pillions on, In a few minutes all was done.
The men from hence they took away, Upon that awful sacred day, Was forty-eight, besides two more They chanc'd to find upon the shore.
On board the shipping they were sent, Their money gone, and spirits spent, And greatly fearing their sad end, This wicked seizure did portend.