Almost as swiftly as desir’d, Fourteen of theirs were took and fir’d; But their Vice-Admiral did meet, Our Duke i’ th’ front of all his fleet: They were so near they might have clutcht, Almost shook hands, their yard-arms touch’d; But George’s broad-side did displease, The foe to th’ Soveraign of the seas. The fight was then so fierce and hot, His hand was bruis’d, his breeches shot; Yet though they came so hotly on, As soon they vanish’d and were gon; Forty or fifty men of ours, Were kill’d and knock’d down by their powers, Yet some of these (though with much pain) Appear’d upon the decks again. Prince Rupert like the god of war, Through their fleet shot like a star; Whose influence like lightning shone, And pierc’d the marrow through the bone: The seas with bloud were much imbru’d, The Dutch-men fled, our men pursu’d, Till none were seen that could displease, King Charles the Soveraign of the seas. So long as we had powder, we Pursu’d the Dutchmen through the sea; And their du Ruiter, he in whom, They builded all their hopes to come: Four of their greatest ships were sunck, They cry, ‘The devil’s in the Monck,’ Never such men appear’d like these, To guard the Soveraign of the seas. A gallant ship of theirs was fyr’d, With seventy six guns double tyr’d; Our _Henery_, a ship of fame, From three fire-ships escap’d the flame: And was so strong beset, that then She lost at least one hundred men. We must indure such hurts as these, To guard the Soveraign of the seas. By sea, so black and red a fight, No time or age e’er brought to light; The fire and water did contend, Which should first bring them to their end: More valiant men kill’d in three dayes, Then three and twenty years can raise. We can’t afford such brunts as these, To guard the Soveraign of the seas. On Whitsunday the Duke did send His men for cure, and ships to mend Unto our English coast, where care Is taken for their swift repair: These cards thus dealt, out of the lump, The _Royal Katherine_ turn’d up trump. A sacrifice which doth appease The Royal Soveraign of the seas. To summe up all, ’tis thought they are Unfit to raise another war; ’Tis much presum’d, ’cause they did fail, When they had made out all their sayl: These are some of those warlike tricks, Becket presag’d in sixty six. Yet alwayes such events as these Secure the Soveraign of the seas. _ENGLANDS ROYALL CONQUEST._