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<HEAD>Holland turn'd to Tinder, OR, <HI>ENGLANDS</HI> Third Great Royal VICTORY.</HEAD>
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<P>Being an exact Narrative brought by Captain <HI>Talbot</HI> Commander of the <HI>Elizabeth</HI> a fourth rate Frigat of the Blew Squadron who on wedne&s;day night came into <HI>Harwitch,</HI> and &s;ent an Expre&s;s to the KING at <HI>White-hall,</HI> of all that had pa&s;t betwixt both the fleets, before and in the Fight: which news hath been continued &s;ince by other rer&s;ons from aboard the Royal Charles, who give account of a total Rout given to the <HI>Dutch,</HI> and a great Victory obtained again&s;t them, in&s;omuch that they are beaten and block'd in their own Harbors: All this was performed on <DATE>Wedne&s;day and Thur&s;day 25. and 26. of <HI>July,</HI> 1666.</DATE></P>
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<OPENER>The Tune is, Packingtons pound.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>THe weather is clear, which was late over ca&s;t</L>
<L>&amp; our long expectation's are an&s;wer'd at la&s;t,</L>
<L>With News from the Navie, which I &s;hal impart</L>
<L>Enough to rejoyce every <UNCLEAR>Engli&s;h-mans</UNCLEAR> heart,</L>
<L>That's hone&s;t and true,</L>
<L>(And is not a <HI>Jew</HI>)</L>
<L>but would give to God and to <HI>Ce&s;ar</HI> his Due,</L>
<L>This will be a joyfull and Royal Relation</L>
<L>To &s;uch as love God, the King, and the Nation:</L>
<L>tho&s;e <HI>D<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">tel</HI> Demigorgons, Gods power convinces</L>
<L>&amp; makes them all Servant, y^t aim'd to be Princes.</L>
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<LG>
<L>On Wedne&s;day la&s;t, the twenty fift day of <HI>July</HI></L>
<L>Came in this Narration which Ile tell ye truly,</L>
<L>From brave Cay&punc; <HI>Talbot</HI> a man of &s;tout carriage</L>
<L>That then brought a part of this News into <HI>Harwich,</HI></L>
<L>Both Ruine and Rage.</L>
<L>(In brave Equipage)</L>
<L>La&s;t wedne&s;day at noone both y^e fl&eacute;ets did ingage</L>
<L>The winds were our freinds, &amp; did fly out our &s;ails</L>
<L>With very fre&s;h Northerly brave top-&s;ail gales</L>
<L>We din'd with the <HI>Hogens</HI> upon their own Coa&s;t,</L>
<L>You might a had <HI>Dutch-men</HI> there boild or roa&s;t,</L>
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<LG>
<L>At fir&s;t both the Navies did fight in a Line,</L>
<L>Thr&eacute;e hours with much fury &amp; force (but in fine)</L>
<L>The Enemies Fl&eacute;et into thr&eacute;e Squadrons flew,</L>
<L>And Sir <HI>Jeremie Smith</HI> (Admiral of the Blew)</L>
<L>By lot was to face,</L>
<L>Per&s;ue, and to Cha&s;e</L>
<L>out the <HI>Zelanders</HI> Squadron, y^e &s;tronge&s;t that was</L>
<L>They fought it out furiou&s;ly, all the day after,</L>
<L>And fiercely incounter'd, like wild-fire &amp; water,</L>
<L>A Frigat of ours called the Re&s;olution,</L>
<L>Was burnt by the Dutch in this depth of confu|&s;ion.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The white and red &s;quadrons did ply y^<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"> two other</L>
<L>So fa&s;t y^t they almo&s;t were choak'd with y^e &s;mother</L>
<L>They tugg'd very hard who &s;hould &s;tand it out longe&s;t,</L>
<L>Our blew was y^e weake&s;t, the <HI>Zealand</HI> the  &s;tronge&s;t</L>
<L>And yet they fight,</L>
<L>'Till &s;o late at night,</L>
<L>that powder and darkne&s;s depriv'd them of &s;ight</L>
<L>The two <HI>Hollan<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"></HI> &s;quadrons both turn'd tail &amp; fled</L>
<L>Pur&s;ued by the &s;quadrons of our White and Red,</L>
<L>Vpon thur&s;day morning betwixt nine and ten,</L>
<L>The <HI>Zealand's</HI> were cripled and hopp'd home agen.</L>
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<HEAD>The &s;econd Part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>to the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
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<L>TO aid y^e blew &s;quadron a thou&s;and &s;tout men</L>
<L>Were &s;ent (in five frigats) by &s;ir <HI>William Pen,</HI></L>
<L>And <HI>Talbot</HI> doth tell us ere he did retire,</L>
<L>On wedne&s;day night he &s;aw &s;ix <HI>Dutch</HI> &s;hips on fire,</L>
<L>Two hundred almo&s;t</L>
<L>Of our men were lo&s;t,</L>
<L>&s;uch victories &s;eldom are gain'd without co&s;t,</L>
<L>The <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">ealanders</HI> Admiral &s;ome think is gone</L>
<L>Vnto his la&s;t home, when his &s;tag was &s;hot down,</L>
<L>'Tis highly pre&s;um'd by the be&s;t knowing men,</L>
<L>They nere will be able to fight us agen.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The pre&s;tmen (wel mingl'd with &s;tout voluntiers</L>
<L>Did drink away dolor and fight away fears:</L>
<L>Our &s;mall &s;hot did &s;tand to't with valiant de&s;ire,</L>
<L>Their Guns &s;pit &amp; &s;parkl'd like bay-leaves in fire</L>
<L>Our Canons did roare</L>
<L>They &s;unk and they tore.</L>
<L>thou&s;ands that heard them will nere hear them more.</L>
<L>It is better far in a good cau&s;e to dye,</L>
<L>Then with a bad con&s;cience to live great &amp; high:</L>
<L>And in act: of honour there's no better thing,</L>
<L>Then dye a true Martyr for God and the King.</L>
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<L>Our white and red &s;quadrons <HI>Du Ruiter</HI> engag'd</L>
<L>Five bouts, till at la&s;t his fierce fury a&s;wag'd,</L>
<L>He fought as if he bad been <HI>Mars</HI> his own &s;on,</L>
<L>From ten in the morning, till three afternoon.</L>
<L>Our Red and our White</L>
<L>Did dazel his &s;ight,</L>
<L>they made him to turn and to run away quite,</L>
<L>For no other rea&s;on as &s;ome men &s;uppo&s;e</L>
<L>But courage did fall from his heart to his ho&s;e:</L>
<L>Though bad men &s;&eacute;ek victory, and think to win it</L>
<L>It never will pro&s;per, if God be not in it.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Our Frigots per&s;ued him, our Canons did roare,</L>
<L>Vntil they were come within two miles of &s;hore&punc;</L>
<L>Our great Ships per&s;u'd, &amp; continu'd y^e &s;laughter,</L>
<L>So far till they were within &s;ix fathom water:</L>
<L>They dur&s;t not look back,</L>
<L>To &s;ee what we lack,</L>
<L>but po&s;ting for life, to their Harbours they tack;</L>
<L>Their Flags being &s;truck, and not &s;et up again,</L>
<L>'Tis thought that <HI>Ven Trump</HI> &amp; <HI>Du Ruiter</HI> is &s;lain.</L>
<L>He that doth protect us, will &s;ave us from evil,</L>
<L>In &s;pight of the <HI>Dutch,</HI> the <HI>Dane,</HI> or the <HI>Devil.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Be&s;ides all the damage our Shipping hath done,</L>
<L>To Ve&s;&s;els &amp; men, in their fight, and their run.</L>
<L>Two very &s;tout Ships we have taken and fir'd.</L>
<L>And in them five hundred and ninety men tyr'd,</L>
<L>With tagging for that,</L>
<L>They cannot get at.</L>
<L>to make <HI>England</HI> &s;toop to their pittyful State;</L>
<L>When &s;laves are turn'd princes, no tyrants &s;o evil</L>
<L>When beggers are mounted, they ride to y^e Devil</L>
<L>No Souls &s;o in&s;ulting as &s;uch &s;ordid Slaves,</L>
<L>As climb to preferment on hone&s;t mens graves.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Our Gen'rals and Navy, are all &s;afe and &s;ound,</L>
<L>The Prince; &amp; the Duke have our foes in y^e pound</L>
<L>They in their own Harbors are pri&s;'ners at ea&s;e,</L>
<L>The King of great <HI>Brittain</HI> Commands where he plea&s;e.</L>
<L>VVe ride on the Ocean,</L>
<L>And waite for the Motion,</L>
<L>to venter again they have no great devotion,</L>
<L>had they not crept in, they'd been burnt to a cinder</L>
<L>And <HI>Holland</HI> by this time, had b&eacute;en turn'd to tinder</L>
<L>God ble&s;s King &amp; Qu&eacute;en, with y^e Duke, &amp; all &s;uch,</L>
<L>As are friends to great <HI>Brittain,</HI> &amp; foes to the <HI>Dutch.</HI></L>
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<P>With Allowance.</P>
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<P>London, <HI>Printed by</HI> F. Crowch, <HI>for F.</HI> Coles, T. Vere, <HI>and</HI> J Wright.</P>
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