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SONGS AND BALLADS
This will be a joyfull and royal relation To such as love God, the King and the nation : Those Dutch demigorgons, God's power convinces And makes them all servants that aim'd to be princes.
On Wednesday last the twenty fift day of July, Came in this narration which He tell ye truly, From brave Cap. Talbot a man of stout carriage That then brought a part of this news into Harwich,
Both ruine and rage,
(In brave equipage) Last Wednesday at noone both fleets did ingage The winds were our freinds, and did fill out our sails With very fresh northerly brave top-sail gales; We din'd with the Hogens upon their own coast, You might a had Dutch-men there boild or roast.
At first both the navies did fight in a line, Three hours with much fury and force, but in fine, The enemies fleet into three squadrons flew, And Sir Jeremie Smith (Admiral of the Blew)
By lot was to face,
Persue, and to chase Out the Zelanders squadron, the strongest that was. They fought it out furiously, all the day after, And fiercely encounter'd, like wild-fire and water, A frigat of ours called the Resolution, Was burnt by the Dutch in this depth of confusion.
The White and Red squadrons did ply that two other So fast that they almost were choak'd with the smother : They tugg'd very hard who should stand it out longest, Our Blew was the weakest, the Zealand the strongest,
And yet they fight
'Till so late at night, That powder and darkness depriv'd them of sight. The two Holland squadrons both turn'd tail and fled Pursued by the squadrons of our White and Red, Upon Thursday morning betwixt nine and ten, The Zealand's were cripled and hopp'd home agen.
To aid the Blew squadron a thousand stout men Were sent (in the frigats) by Sir William Pen, And Talbot doth tell us ere he did retire, On Wednesday night he saw six Dutch ships on fire ; |
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