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.
To the tune of, The stormy winds do blow.
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 séen
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 mann'd 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:
They'l find far richer plunder
then e're they did before:
Every day, in the fray,
when the Cannons loud do roar.
HArk how the
Dutchmen bluster,
they prate and Dominéer,
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:
Wée'le 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 Navy's méet,
Then
Hollands States beware your pates
we shall you roughly gréet:
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 Mogan's for us all,
their riches kéep in store:
Then be bold, fight for Gold,
when the Cannons loud do roar.
Brave
Allen our Rear Admiral,
it was his hap to méet,
Near
Cadiz, on the
Spanish coast,
part of their
Smyrna Fléet:
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,
Wée'le teach you better manners yet,
then ever did Old
Noll:
You then were basted pretty well,
and forc't to cry and lower:
And to wéep, on the déep,
when the Cannons loud did roar.
We have tall Ships, that's 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;
Wée 'le 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.
FINIS.
VVith Allowance.
Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, W. Silbertson, and I. Wright.