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THE DUTCH WAR |
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View but our Navy Royal, and you will find it plain,
The like thereof was never seen to sayle upon the maine :
The Duke of York High Admiral will daunt the Dutch-man
sure With his name and his fame, when the cannons bud do roar.
Our ships are bravely rigged, and mann'd with seamen stout, Our souldiers good will spend their blood to bang their foes
about: They long to be a dealing blows, delay doth vex them sore, With delight, they will fight, when the cannons loud do roar.
The care and good provision for seamen that is made, Will make them fight for England's right and never be afraid: They'l find far richer plunder then e're they did before : Every day, in the fray, when the cannons loud do roar.
Hark how the Dutchmen bluster, they prate and domineer, They stamp and sweat, they fume and fret, would make one laugh
to hear : Their merchant ships are taken for prizes, grives them sore : But in vain, they complain, when the cannons loud do roar.
Although they be rebellious, yet we shall pull them down,
And teach them how they shall submit to England's Royal
Crown : Wee'le thump their sides most soundly and beat them ore and
ore, In each fight, for our right, when the cannons loud do roar.
There will be noble knocking, when once the navy's meet, Then Holland's States beware your pates, we shall you roughly
greet: Your treachery at Guiny stands yet upon the score : You shall pay, at the day when the cannons loud do roar.
Then volontiers come in amain to fight against the foe, For your reward, you shall have gaine, when to the wars you go; The Hogan Mogan's for us all, their riches keep in store : Then be bold, fight for gold, when the cannons loud do roar.
Brave Allen our Rear Admiral, it was his hap to meet, Near Cadiz on the Spanish coast, part of the Smyrna fleet: Where some he took, and others sunk, the rest he battered sore, Thus they lost, and were crost, when the cannons loud did roar. |
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