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THE DUTCH DAMNIFIED
Sir Robert Holmes he thought it meet With fire-ships to destroy that fleet. Then, Hogan Mogans, 'ware your pates, For now we shall make you distressed States.
So hotly they pursued the game That straight the fleet was on a flame : Some frigats which the rest did guard, Just like their neighbours, so they far'd ; Our men most furiously were bent, And burnt them down incontinent. Then, Hogan Mogans, 'ware your pates, For now we shall make you distressed States.
This being done away we haste,
The Schelling Island for to waste,
And there we fright our cowardly foes,
And land our men where none oppose.
Then up we martch into the isle,
Our crafty foes for to beguile.
Then, Hogan and Mogan, 'ware your pates,
For now we shall make you distressed Stales.
When they heard of our coming nigh, Away they fled, all that could flye, And left their goods and all the rest, To be dispos'd as we thought best. The bravest town in all that place We burnt quite down and did deface. Now, Hogan Mogan, beware your pates, For now we shall make you distressed States.
Our men had plunder there good store, To make them rich, they'l ne'er be poor; They brought away great store of plate, And now they quaff their cups in state j Their cabbins are like gold-smith shops, God send us many such like crops. Now, Hogan Mogan, curse your fates, For now we shall make you distressed States.
Their trugtail'd frows were in a maze
To see their town all on a blaze ;
They wept and waild and wrung their jaws,
And cursed their States, which was the cause. |
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