The glorious and living cinque-ports of our fortunate island thrice happy in the persons of His Sacred Majestie, the illustrious and puissant Prince, His Royall Highnesse James Duke of Yorke, the two victorious and loyall generals, their united excellencies, Prince Rupert, and George Duke of Albermarle : the heroick and daring captaines in this signall victory : to whom the author humbly presents this following epinikeon / Edm. Gayton.
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The glorious and living cinque-ports of our fortunate island thrice happy in the persons of His Sacred Majestie, the illustrious and puissant Prince, His Royall Highnesse James Duke of Yorke, the two victorious and loyall generals, their united excellencies, Prince Rupert, and George Duke of Albermarle : the heroick and daring captaines in this signall victory : to whom the author humbly presents this following epinikeon / Edm. Gayton.
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Gayton, Edmund, 1608-1666.
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Oxon :: Printed by H.H.,
1666.
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James -- II, -- King of England, 1633-1701 -- Poetry.
Albemarle, George Monck, -- Duke of, 1608-1670 -- Poetry.
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"The glorious and living cinque-ports of our fortunate island thrice happy in the persons of His Sacred Majestie, the illustrious and puissant Prince, His Royall Highnesse James Duke of Yorke, the two victorious and loyall generals, their united excellencies, Prince Rupert, and George Duke of Albermarle : the heroick and daring captaines in this signall victory : to whom the author humbly presents this following epinikeon / Edm. Gayton." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A42533.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 14, 2024.
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To the Valiant, Vigorous, Loyal, and Succes∣ful
SOULDIERS in the Royal Navy,
Red-coats, White-coats, & others, wherewith the
GENERALS take Dutch-men and Ships, as they
take Whiting, Haddock, and Mackarel
with pieces of Cloth.
NOw you have plaid, brave Blades, your
parts,Let us play ours, us of the Arts,Who now in Regulation high,Do fling our Caps, like you, to th' skie.We are distinguish'd by our Gowns,As you in Squadrons on the Downs;And in our new and disciplin'd joyes,Know Graduats plaudits from the Boyes.Our way of praises are the Hum,Which you out-vapor with the Drumm.We burn the Faggots, piles of Wood,And you burn Ships, which is as good,
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And Holland Towns, for the poor skellumLament their tosted Cheese, and Smell'um.The Dog dayes did not hurt your Butter,So much as MONK encountring Ruyter,Who did so bang, and thwack, and thumpYou both, you cant tell which is Trump:Nay'tis soft whisperd, that De-WitteIs stept aside, that lesuit,And proud and politick Machevael,To take some hempen Cordial,He might have staid at home, the peopleWould fain have truss'd him in the Steeple,For he deceiv'd them with his lies,Flying reports, for which he flies:De-Wit's out-witted, for he thoughtThat Albemarle would nere have fought,And Rupert both, in one tall goodShip, but in several Squadrons stood;Nor ever did they dream, Sr. RobertShould have the plundring of their Cupbord,For all the frokens, and the froes,Most Brawny Wenches fat as Does,Do curse him day and night, for theyMake houses clean, we clean away.
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Oh slave, (saies Mistris Vandermast)I'me burnt even quite below the Wast:Holland was never in such plight;They thought it Goshen, 'twas so light.Mourning there is, for cuts and slashes,Yet not in sack, nor cloth, but ashes;For those SrRoberts men of CocketsPut up in Belly, and in pockets.
I think, poor Hogen Mogen Ninnies,That Holmes has paid you for your Guinyes,And for his polt o'th' pate; for SchellingCan tell how divelshly he fell in,And made a Bone-fire of a Dorpe that day,By which his Souldiers ran away,'Twas better so, then longer stay.
FINIS.
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