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ENGLANDS ROYALL CONQUEST 67
We now are masters of the seas,
And may with safety live at ease. Then Butter-boxes all lament, ■ For now you are paid to your own content.
You thought to rule as Lords and Kings, But now we've taught you better things, Methinks you might have known before, What 'twas, to come so near our shore. You often times have tri'd our force, And still you alwaies had the worse ; Then Butter-boxes all lament, For now you are paid to your own content.
The Dutch are grown so wise and sage,
Without great ods they'l not ingage ;
Brave Englishmen will never grutch,
With twenty sail, to fight forty Dutch,
And bring their Lordships by the lee,
And pay them home for the treachery. Then Butter-boxes all lament, For now you are paid to your own content.
Whilst that our ships were fitting forth,
They counted us men of little worth;
Upon our coast they made great shows,
Not thinking to be paid with blows,
But when our fleet did once appear,
O then their hearts were fill'd with fear. Then Butter-boxes all lament, For now you are paid to your own content.
July the five and twentieth day,
Began this sharp and bloody fray.
At noon the fleets were both ingag'd, . And men on each side were inrag'd,
The bullets they did flie amain,
And some were wounded, others slain. Then Butter-boxes all lament, For now you are paid to your own content.
Prince Rupert and brave General Monk, So pelted Ruyter and Vantrump, That they were in a chafing sweat, And thought it safest to retreat,
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