Jacobs ladder, or, The devout souls ascention to Heaven, in prayers, thanksgivings, and praises in four parts ... : with graces and thanksgivings : illustrated with sculptures / by Jo. Hall.

Vpon a Sea-fight

MEthinks I see the swelling billows boyl Heat by the fire that doth from guns recoil; The roaring guns which pierce the part∣ing Air With terror we on land far distant hear. They shake the massy Earth, & Thunder like Houses & windows into trembling strike, And each broad-side which strikes my ear I think Now a brave shipwith braver men dothsink Enraged mortals striving to outvy Thundring and Lightning in the lofty sky: Bloud from the reeking decks into the Main, Pours down like water in a showr of rain;

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Discolouring the Ocean by its fall As if twould turn it to a Red sea all. Fire ships set all on flames & make a show As subterranean fires were from below, Broke through the waves, and one would think no doubt Fire strove to drink up sea, sea to put out The fire, and men by their contentious action Put all the Elements into distraction. Now on the deck, some shriek with pain∣ful wounds And others sinking are in deadly swounds. Here a Commander falls, the opponents hollow The souldiers soon in death their Leader follow. Here from torn shoulder flyes an arm, and there From shatterd thigh a leg the bullets tear. Here flies a head off, one mans brains are dasht Full in the next mans face his bowels pasht On his next neighbour, & a third is found Groaning his Soul out in a wide-mouth'd wound. There bullets fierce drive a heart out, which dies To mortals rage a bloody Sacrifice. Good Lord how will Heaven quietly hold those Souls who just now wert here such dead∣ly Foes.