Poetical recreations consisting of original poems, songs, odes, &c. with several new translations : in two parts
Barker, Jane.


RObb'd of our Rights! and by such Water-Rats!
We'll doff their Heads, if they won't doff their Hats.
Affront from Hogen Mogen to endure!
'Tis time to box these Butter-Boxes sure.
If they the Flag's undoubted Right deny us,
And won't strike to us, they must be struck by Us.
Page  56A Crew of Boors, and Sooterkins, that know
Themselves they to our Blood and Valour owe.
Did we for this knock off their Spanish Fetters,
To make 'em able to abuse their Betters?
If at this rate they rave, I think 'tis good
Not to omit the Spring, but let 'em Blood.
Rouse then, Heroick Britains, 'tis not Words,
But Wounds must work with Leather-Apron-Lords.
They're deaf, and must be talk'd withall, alas,
With Words of Iron, spoke by Mouths of Brass,
I hope we shall to purpose the next bout
Cure 'em, as we did Opdam of the Gout.
And when i'th' bottom of the Sea they come,
They'll have enough of Mare Liberum.
Our brandish't Steel (tho' now they seem so tall)
Shall make 'em lower than Low-Countries fall:
But they'll e'er long come to themselves you'll see,
When we in earnest are at Snick-a-snee.
When once the Boars perceive our Swords are drawn,
And we converting are those Boars to Brawn.
Methinks the Ruin of their Belgick Banners
Last Fight, almost as ragged as their Manners,
Page  57Might have perswaded 'em to better things,
Than to be sawcy with the best of Kings.
Is it of Wealth so proud they are become?
Charles has a Wain, I hope, to fetch it home;
And with it pay himself his just Arrears
Of Fishing Tribute for this Hundred years;
That we may say, as all the Store comes in,
The Dutch, alas, have but our Factors bin:
They fathom Sea and Land, we, when we please,
Have both the Indies brought to our own Seas;
For Rich and Proud they bring in Ships by Shoals;
And then we humble them to save their Souls.
Pox of their Pictures! if we had 'em here,
We'd find 'em Frames at Tyburn, or elsewhere.
The next they draw be it their Admirals,
Transpeciated into Finns and Scales;
Or which wou'd do as well, draw, if they please,
Opdam with th' Seven sinking Provinces;
Or draw their Captains from the conqu'ring Main,
Frst beaten home, then beaten back again.
Page  58And after this so just, though fatal strife,
Draw their dead Boars again unto the Life.
Lastly, Remember to prevent all Laughter;
Drawing goes first, but Hanging follows after.
If then Lampooning thus be their undoing,
Who pities them that purchase their own Ruin;
Or will hereafter trust their treacheries,
Untill they leave their Heads for Hostages.
For as the Proverb thus of Women's said,
Believe 'em nothing, though you think 'em dead.
The Dutch are stubborn, and will yield no Fruit
Till, like the Wallnut-Tree, ye beat 'em to't.