%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A Dialogue / Between the Late King James / The Duke of Berwick, and Tyrconnel; / A while after the Fight, that happen'd about Nine Miles from Dublin: Together with their full Resolu-/ tion to quit Ireland, and to take Shipping and so Sail to France, to tell Proud Lewis their great / Misfortune. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1690 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 02/20/2009 20928

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2.311 R174554 1 Why are my Eyes still flowing Why Are My Eyes Still Flowing Why Are My Eyes Still Flowing O My kind Officers what shall we do? / For the English Army doth make us look blew; Therefore to be gone, I think it is time, / To go into a Ship, and there wait for a wind. date from content; Siege of Londonderry (1689); Battle of the Boyne (1690) Pepys 2.311 Rollins (1) V:191-194; Wing D1332[C] Pepys Library The Pepys ballads : facsimile volume Editor W.G. Day D.S. Brewer Cambridge [England] 1987 Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 311 A Dialogue / Between the Late King James / The Duke of Berwick, and Tyrconnel; / A while after the Fight, that happen'd about Nine Miles from Dublin: Together with their full Resolu-/ tion to quit Ireland, and to take Shipping and so Sail to France, to tell Proud Lewis their great / Misfortune. A Dialogue Between the Late King James The Duke of Berwick, and Tyrconnel; A while after the Fight, that happen'd about Nine Miles from Dublin: Together with their full Resolu-tion to quit Ireland, and to take Shipping and so Sail to France, to tell Proud Lewis their great Misfortune. A Dialogue Between the Late King James The Duke of Berwick, and Tyrconnel; AW!hile After the Fight, that Happened about Nine Miles from Dublin: Together with their Full Resolution To Quit Ireland, and To Take Shipping and So Sail to France, To Tell Proud Lewis Their Great Misfortune. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, ?188 x 288 uneven inking vertical rule 1690 Printed for Iames Bissel, at the Bible and Harp / in West-Smithfield. Iames Bissel Weinstein: content (Seige of Londonderry, 1689; Battle of the Boyne, 1690)

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O My kind Officers what shall we do? For the English Army both make us look blew; Their noble Commanders are Courageous & stout, We shall be all Routed, the thing I do doubt: There is Noble King William will dye in the field, Before one inch of ground he will yield; Therefore to be gone, I think it is time, To go into the Ship, and there wait for a wind. You say to be gone away with all speed, For the Protestant Army will make us to bleed, Their Cannons do roar when once we draw nigh, Their Bullets do flye like hail from the skye,
They fight for the Cause which once you run down, Their freedom and Charter belongs to the Crown. Therefore to be gone I think it is time, To go into a Ship, and there wait for a wind. Would I was in England well setled again, Proud Lewis should ne'er send me over the Main; To fight against my Country, which he did me bring I am not but a Souldier, that once was a King. What hard fortune have I for to have such bad luck, Proud Lewis hath brought me for to carry his Cloak. Therefore to be gone, I think it is time, To go into a Ship, and there wait for a wind.
When you was in England, upon Salisbury-Plain, You then had no reason nor cause to complain Against all your Souldiers, for why they were true, If you had stood by them, they would have stood by you You never was fortunate in any thing, When you was a Duke, and when you was a King. Therefore, etc. They were most of my friends in England and here, Whom long I have loved, and held them most dear; I never did think they would me forsake, Which that was the cause that my Army did break: My Chief Officers flying, which when I did hear, My self to be gone I soon did prepare. Therefore, etc. When you was at Hounslow what a doe was there Amongst all your friends, though never the near: You Camped your Men, and they lay on the ground, And all to be ready when the Trumpets sound; To make them all hardy, and fit for a Figst, But they all did stand up for Old Englands Right, Therefore, etc. When I was in France proud Lewis did own He then wanted nothing but Englands Crown, Scotland he would have, and Ireland was his own, The Towers and Castles he vow'd to beat down; And burn all the Protestants over the Land, That dare against proud Lewis withstand. Therefore, etc. In Ireland we see that there was one poor Town, Proud Lewis his arms they could not beat down; That was Londonderry, that prace void of fear, The strength of the Popish Army coul not clear, The valliant Colonel Walker he fought for renown, He caused some thousands to fall to the ground. Therefore, etc. You was always a Coward both in England, & here, The force of an Enemy ypu ever did fear: You were fearful to fight when first you came o'e[p], Or else you would have laid all the Hereticks lower: Fo, now the Tide's turn'd, and the day is their own, And all the poor Frenchmen may be glad to get home. Therefore to be gone, I think it is time, To go into a Ship, and there wait for a wind.
Printed for James Bissel, at the Bible and Harp in West-Smithfield.