%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Englands Valour, and / Hollands Terrour: / BEING / An encouragement for Seamen and Souldiers to serve his Majesty in his Wars / against the Dutch, &c. / Dutchmen beware, we have a Fleet, / VVill make you tremble when you see't, / Mann'd with brave Englishmen of high renown, / Who can and will your Peacocks Plumes pull down; / Then cease your boasting, it will nought availe, / You know its but your duty to strike sayle. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1663-1663 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 03/01/2012 31803

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R176718 1 The stormy winds do blow When the Stormy Winds do Blow The Stormy Winds Do Blow BRave Loyal Hearted English-men, / attend whilst I declare, when the Cannons loud do roar. Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 103 Englands Valour, and / Hollands Terrour: / BEING / An encouragement for Seamen and Souldiers to serve his Majesty in his Wars / against the Dutch, &c. / Dutchmen beware, we have a Fleet, / VVill make you tremble when you see't, / Mann'd with brave Englishmen of high renown, / Who can and will your Peacocks Plumes pull down; / Then cease your boasting, it will nought availe, / You know its but your duty to strike sayle. Englands Valour, and Hollands Terrour: BEING An encouragement for Seamen and Souldiers to serve his Majesty in his Wars against the Dutch, &c. Dutchmen beware, we have a Fleet, VVill make you tremble when you see't, Mann'd with brave Englishmen of high renown, Who can and will your Peacocks Plumes pull down; Then cease your boasting, it will nought availe, You know its but your duty to strike sayle. England's Valor, and Holland's Terror: BEING An encouragement for Seamen and Soldiers to serve his Majesty in his Wars against the Dutch, &c. Dutchmen beware, we have a Fleet, Will make you tremble when you see it, Manned with brave Englishmen of high renown, Who can and will your Peacocks Plumes pull down; Then cease your boasting, it will naught avail, You know it's but your duty to strike sail. 1663-1663 F. Coles, T. Vere, W. Gilbertson, and I. Wright

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BRave Loyal Hearted English-men, attend whilst I declare, What noble preparations is made for the Hollands War: For certain such a Bloody Fight hath never been before, As is near, you shall hear, when the Cannons loud do roar. View but our Navy Royal, and you will find it plain, The like thereof was never seen to sayle upon the Maine: The Duke of York high Admiral, will daunt the Dutchman sore With his name, and his fame, when the Cannons loud do roar.
Our Ships are bravely rigged, and mannd with Seamen stout, And Souldiers good will spend their blood to bang their Foes about: They long to be a dealing blows, delay doth vex them sore, With delight, they will fight, when the Cannons loud do roar. The care and good provision for Seamen that is made, Will make them fight for Englands right and never be afraid: Theyl find far richer plunder then ere they did before: Every day, in the fray, when the Cannons loud do roar.
HArk how the Dutchmen bluster, they prate and Domineer, They stamp and sweat, they fume & fret, would make one laugh to hear: Their Merchants ships are taken for prizes, grives them sore: But in vain, they complain, when the Cannons loud do roar. Although they be Rebellious, yet we shall pull them down, And teach them how they shall submit to Englands Royal Crown: Weele thump their sides most soundly and beat them ore and ore, In each fight, for our right, when the Cannons loud do roar. There will be noble Knocking, when once the Navys meet, Then Hollands States beware your pates we shall you roughly greet: Your treachery at Guiny stands yet upon the score: You shall pay, at the day when the Cannons loud do roar. Then Volontiers come in amain to fight against the Foe, For your reward, you shall have gaine, when to the Wars you go; The Hogan Mogans for us all, their riches keep in store: Then be bold, fight for Gold, when the Cannons loud do roar.
Brave Allen our Rear Admiral, it was his hap to meet, Near Cadiz, on the Spanish coast, part of their Smyrna Fleet: Where some he took, and others sunk, the rest he battered sore, Thus they lost, and were crost, when the Cannons loud did roar. Then Butter-boxes mark your hitts, for all your wits are dull, Weele teach you better manners yet, then ever did Old Noll: You then were basted pretty well, and forct to cry and lower: And to weep, on the deep, when the Cannons loud did roar. We have tall Ships, thats newly built the best that ere did sayl, We shall the Flemish Vessels pelt, no doubt we shall prevail: Our Oaken boards will hold it out as well now as before; Weele not flinch, not an inch, when the Cannons loud do roar. Then courage all brave English-men, and never be dismaid, But fight it out most gallantly, we shall be nobly paid: When we return with Victory, with Gold and Silver store, Bells shall Ring, whilst we Sing, and the Cannons loud shall roar.
With allowance. FINIS. Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, W. Gilbertson, and I. Wright.