Boscobel; or, the royal oak: A tale of the year 1651Ainsworth, William Harrison
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Boscobel; or, the royal oak: A tale of the year 1651
Ainsworth, William Harrison
Great Britain -- History -- Commonwealth and Protectorate, 1649-1660 -- Fiction
Finding, however, that they would not stir, he called out in accents of
bitter reproach, "Recreants that you are to desert me thus. If you will
not fight, turn your arms against me. I had rather you would shoot me
than let me live to see the consequences of this fatal day."
He then rode slowly off towards the College Green, still hoping some
might follow him, but none stirred.
CHAPTER XXX.
HOW THE ENEMY ENTERED THE CITY, AND HOW THE KING QUITTED IT.
Meanwhile, a sharp conflict was taking place outside the Sidbury-gate
between a party of flying Royalists and a troop of horse under Colonel
Pride. The unlucky Royalists were unable to enter the city owing to
the obstacle before mentioned, and, after a short struggle, were slain
to a man in front of the gate.
The ammunition waggon being removed, a regiment of infantry rushed
in through the Sidbury-gate, and encountering no opposition, the men
spread themselves through the lower streets of the city, and commenced
plundering the houses.
The loyal city was now paying the penalty of its devotion to the king.
Terror and confusion reigned everywhere. Doors were burst open, and the
most horrible threats were answered by shrieks and cries for pity, but
no pity was shown by the ferocious soldiery.
By this time Fort Royal had been stormed, as we have already related,
and its guns being turned upon the city, the destruction caused in
various parts by the shot heightened the terror of the inhabitants.
Desperate fighting was going on in all quarters, and nothing was heard
but the clash of steel, the sharp ring of musketry, and the roar of
artillery, mingled with shouts and cries.
Fleetwood and Ingoldsby had now forced their way across the bridge,
but their entrance into the city was furiously opposed by such forces
as could be rallied by Lord Wilmot, Colonel Blague, Colonel Lane,
and others, but the contest was too unequal, and could not be long
sustained.
As both horse and foot were now continually pouring into the city on
all sides, conflicts were taking place in almost every street. There
was desperate fighting on the west as well as on the east. There
was fighting on the quay--in Newport-street and Dolday--near All
Saints' Church--and in Broad-street. There was no fighting near the
Cross--for the Foregate, as already mentioned, had been walled up--and,
indeed, the enemy chiefly entered the city from the Sidbury-gate,
from Friars'-gate, and from the bridge. But there was a great deal
of fighting in Friars'-street, Lich-street, and multitudes of armed
citizens and artillerymen who had been driven from the walls were
running about in different directions. Hundreds of these were killed,
for quarter was given to none with arms in their hands, and the streets
were full of dead bodies.
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