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R20287 SInce the proud Dutch will yet again provoke / Heaven and the Duke to give the second stroke, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 133286 AN ESSAYE / Upon his Royal Highness the Duke of / YORK / His Adventure against the DUTCH. AN ESSAYE Upon his Royal Highness the Duke of YORK His Adventure against the DUTCH. AN ESSAY Upon his Royal Highness the Duke of YORK His Adventure against the DUTCH. 1672-1672 W. Gilbert

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SInce the proud Dutch will yet again provoke Heaven and the Duke to give the second stroke, May he strike deep, and let the angry Fates Make the Hogen Mogen, Poor distressed States. Why maynt good Prayers do as much as charms, And make the Duke secure from shot and harms? If Prayrs repeated backwards have such might, Sure they have greater when repeated right. May th English Sea (like that famd steed would take No other but his Master on his back) Stoop to receive Great James, but prauncd and throw The Dutch, and trample ore th usurping Foe, Mayt smile and frown at once, and evry wave To him a Bull-wark be tos Foes a Grave. There let um with their bodies satisfie Neptune for th Earth they stole out of the Sea Tis fit some Colonies should be sent down, To people once again their drowned Town: Whose Steeples at low-tide peep out o th Sea, Shewing whats become of all their Piety. May the kind Winds which from the Brittish Shore Come whistling, on his head soft blessings pour. And when he fights like Vassals let them run, With their swift feet to aid the tardy Gun. But to the Duth may their infections breath Not only Storms and Tempests bring but Death. Let um with oblique blasts their Bullets spoil, Or make um on their Masters heads recoil. And if the sacrilegious Lead comes near Great James, let it straight melt into a Tear: And fall ats feet, ore come bys powerful rayes Whilst no bold Thunder hurts his conquering Bays. When ere his bellowing Guns shall roar for prey, Impatient even of the short delay,
Of these swift Messengers, they just now sent, Whirling through the amazed Element: May the sure Bullets, they (like Spiders) spun From their own bowels, prove destruction. And never from their bellies let um go But into those of the capacious Foe. Then may the Guns, as though theyd Victory got, With a great shout applaud the lucky shot. May the great cloud of Smoak be, while they fight, To our men Day, to those Egiptians Night. And when our Ships laden with Fire and Death, Directed by some Winds auspicious breath. Shall catch their perjurd Hulks, may they enlarge Whatever is committed to their charge. Chains, Bullets, Fire, and whatsoever else kills. As though they were Pandoras box of Ills. Let those ambitious Semeles of theirs Dye i th embraces of our Thunderers. Let nere a drunken Bacchus of them fly, For safety to the shelter of Joves thigh. May our great Admiral still Victorious prove, Assisted by the Almighty Power above. Let wild-Fire from his Guns so swiftly fly, As if had borrowd lightning from the Sky. And if from theirs any attaque his Ship, Let it like lambent Meteors harmless skip, And on his Sails a lucky Castor be, A certain token of Prosperity. Whilst ore the Dutch-men to inhaunce their fears, Nothing but Hellens boading Torch appears. And when great York from Sea returns again, May Squadrons of Dutch-Ships augment his train. Let Captive Holland into England come, And Conquering England into Holland roam.
FINIS. Printed for W. Gilbert at the Half Moon in St. Pauls Church-yard, 1672.