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5.374 R234522 1 VVHen the Dartmouth Friggot lay off a the Town, / Thats call'd Porto Rico, of some Renown; date from imprint; Ms. Annotation: marginalia: Composed by Hovenden Walker on board of ya Dartmouth. (beneath title) Composed by Hovenden (underneath imprint; cropped probably Pepys' hand) Pepys 5.374 Rollins (1) III:235-241; Wing W391[a]B 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. 5: 374 THE/ TREACHERY OF THE SPANIARDS OF PORTO RICO/ TO THE/ DARTMOUTH FRIGOT/ AND HER COMPANY. THE TREACHERY OF THE SPANIARDS OF PORTO RICO TO THE DARTMOUTH FRIGOT AND HER COMPANY. The Treachery of the Spaniards of Puerto Rico to the Dartmouth Frigate and Her Company. Walker, Hovenden 1/2 sheet folio, 334 x ?210 cropped bottom edge, torn, holed, creased surface vertical rules 1686 Printed in the Year MDCLXXXVI. Weinstein: imprint

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WHen the Dartmouth Riggot lay off a the Town, Thats call'd Porto Rico, of some Renown; The Captain sent thither to know if he cou'd Come peaceably in for Water and Wood. They answered, We were welcome there And might venture in without all Fear; And said it should be their only Care Whatever we wanted to prepare. On the Governour's promised Honour then We took up the Pilot, who carry'd us in: We [?] undisturbed and safe all the Night; Nor smoak'd any Cheat, till the Morning's Light Discovered their base and D------ Intent; For when to the [w]at'ring place we went, We were seiz'd and into Prison sent; And then we found out what 'twas they meant. Quoth the Governour, now you shall ne're be free, Till I your Commissions and Orders do see: For your Ship is become a Forfeiture, And I'le sink her if she but dares to stirr: For her my Guns can command you all, If she goes not where I say shee shall Il'e batter her sides with my iron Ball From every Fort and the City Wall. The Council was call'd, and demurely they sate, To manage the Business by grave Debate: The Bald-pated Rascals (as if they were full Of [?] Tricks) did squint and look dull; Yet knew not what to doe in the Case, They could hardly look us in the Face; Their Action was so openly base, And Guilt made 'em conscious of their Disgrace. Till the Don cry'd out to the grey-bearded Knaves, We've now got a parcel of brawny Slaves, With Provision enough to furnish the Town; For (unless wee are fools) the Ship is our own: And Since they are in, we'll make 'em sure, Our Harbour's mouth is the Prison door: Take my Advice, and I will secure, They never shall goe to Sea any more: And because that the Ship is under Command, Nor can they the force of our walls withstand, Wee'll suffer these silly Poltroons to go free, For their Friggot thereby gets no Libertie: But I'le order them to goe where I Will maul 'em with more Conveniency, Or where upon the Shoals they may ly; And then they may bid their SHip Goodby. The busines when they had consulted so well, They sent us away, and sent one to tell, That if our Commander refus'd to obey, And did'nt immediately order to weigh, And further within the Harbour sail, For certain then that he would not fail To send some Bullets to fork our T___ And those would be Words that should prevail. In vain said the CAPTAIN you threaten us, Sirs, For I value your Guns but as barking of Currs; Begin when you please, you shall find us to be As brave English Hearts as e're saw the Sea: To morrow, I will certainly Weigh, And brave all your Guns in open day; Maugre [when]ever you do or say, Your Governours Orders I'le not obey.
Next day, to decoy us, he cunningly sent A fawning Excuse with a Complement; And said he would try to dispatch us that day, And send us in Peace, and in Safety away: For he had no Design in the thing, But Writing Letters unto our KING, Which a Messenger he said should bring, Before the Sun was near Setting. Our Top-sails w__ [?]oose, and the Sheats were haul'd home, We wai[t]ed all day, but no Messenger come: We fan ou the Shoar the Friars so gay, And some were in Black, but most were in Grey; To ev'ry Port and Castle they went; But the LORD in heav'n knowes what they meant, Unless (that it might be their intent) To bless e'ry Man, Gun, and Battlement No sooner the Fryars were gone to their home, But we heard an Alarm beat by the Drum, And ther a Command was sent us agen, To furl our Top-sails and warp further in: And if wee did 'nt immediately With what the Governour said comply From all Forts he'd let the Guns fly, And batter us most confoundedly. Then streight from the City we plainly could see. The Souldiers were marching most hastily, And headed they were by their fat General, To man e'ry Fort and each Castle wall: But we were quite careless all the while, And at their grand Folly did only smile, Resolving the Spaniards to beguile, And leave 'em without their wish't-for Spoil. By this time the busie old Son was gone down, And Candles were lighting about the Town, The COMMANDER then cheared his men so brave, And the word for cutting the Cable gave, Which was done i'th twinkling of an eye, And the Sails were set as suddenly, Which as soon as e're they could espy, A Volley of small shott did let fly. This Warning when every Castle had got, They fire,d on us (like mad) theire great Shott; With louder Huzza's we answer'd agen, And shew'd 'em that we were true English men; Thus under Sail alongst ,em we past, And till convenient we kept all Fast But Halloo'd out, nor were agast, And sent a Broad-side amongst 'em at last. Thus Fireing, and Fireing we held a good space, And gave 'em the go by to their Disgrace; Three hours or more continu'd the Fight, With Fire and Smoke and a very calm night, And tho within Pistol shoot we were Yet nevertheless we got well clear, Without much hurt or any Fear, And to tell you the Tale, are now come here.
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Printed in the Year MDCLXXXVI. Composed by Hovenden