Londerias, or, A narrative of the siege of London-Dery which was formed by the late King James the 18th of April, and raised the 1st of August, Anno Dom. 1689 : written in verse / by Joseph Aickin.

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Londerias, or, A narrative of the siege of London-Dery which was formed by the late King James the 18th of April, and raised the 1st of August, Anno Dom. 1689 : written in verse / by Joseph Aickin.
Author
Aickin, Joseph.
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Dublin :: Printed by J. B. and S. P. ...,
1699.
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Subject terms
James -- II, -- King of England, 1633-1701.
Londonderry (Northern Ireland) -- History -- Siege, 1688-1689.
Ireland -- History -- 17th century -- Sources.
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Sect. 3. K. James's Application to the K. of France for Aid.
DRead Sir? your poor distressed Brother James, Succours according to the League he claims. England again has forced me to fly, For life and safety to your Majesty; I trusted too much to their Non-resistance, Which makes me now this treachery to instance. The Prince of Orange has usurp't my Throne; And now there's nothing I can call my own: Ireland excepted, where Tyrconnel stands, Loyal and Faithful to my just demands: He forty thousand Native Irish hath, Who in my Cause will spend their dearest breath. There's Maxwell, Mackarty and Hamilton, Brave Sarsfield, Shelden and Teague-O Regan: Fit to Conduct our Forces in that Land; Who will be Faithful to Our just Command. But in the North a stubborn City lies, On which I've cause to look with jealous eyes. It's Dery call'd, and fully cramb'd by those, That Roman Doctrine and its Friends oppose. Besides the Lord Montjoy, I fear him more, Than all the Subjects on the Irish shore: Him the Scots-Party have chose for their Guide And vow'd to fight in no Command beside.

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I Against those some veteran Troops demand, To reinforce our Army in that Land.
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