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.

Londeriados. LIB. III.

Containeth the Battle of Pennyburn-Mill. Col. Murray beats the Irish Horse, and kills Maimont the French Ge∣neral with his own hands. The fatal Pybald Horse ta∣ken by the Protestants. Major Taffe slain. The Go∣vernors encouraged by this Victory. The Battle near Elah, Pusinan, Pontee and Barwick wounded. Gene∣ral Hammilton takes Colonel Murray's Father Prisoner, forces him to intercede with his Son to quit the Town. Co∣lonel Parker's oversight, who for fear of Impeachment flies to the Enemy. A Council added to the Governours upon some Grievances. Colonel Lance obtains the Cole∣rain Regiment. Colonel Whitney tryed by a Court-Martial, and Convicted. Colonel Monroe obtains his Post. Colonel Milchelburn confined. The Battle of the Windmill-hill. The Lord Netterfield, Colonel Talbot, Colonel Newcomb and Sir Gerard Ailmer taken Pri∣soners. General Ramsey stain. Colonel Murray Sullies forth and burns the Enemies Fascines. The Irish Entrench themselves over the Bog. Colonel Murray beats Col. Nugent in Pickeering. The second Battle of Windmill-hill. Two thousand of the Enemy slain. Colonel Tal∣bots Lady offers Five hundred pounds for his Ransom.

Sect. 1.

NExt unto thee? thy Hero's praise I'll tell, By whose great Deeds, the Irish Army fell▪

Assist me Muse? Whilst I their praises sing, With whose fam'd actions all the World doth ring. Hector was by the stout Achilles slain, Thrice his dead Corps around Troy walls he ta'n. The Rutulan King great Aeneas slew, From David's sling a weighty stone there flew, Which sunk the proud Goliah down to Hell: By Murray, Maimont the French Gen'ral fell.

Sect. 2. The Battle of Penny-burn-Mill.

ON Sunday Morn th'appointed day commenc'd, By break of day the Irish Horse advanc'd: In 2 Squadrons: their Horse prepar'd to fight On the left Wing: their Foot were on the right. Maimont their Horse, Hammilton their Foot Command, At Pennyburn River they began to stand; The sound of Drums and Trumpets rend the Air, The Flower of all King James's men were there. Then noble Murray hastens to the Strand: Who in like manner dos his Troops Command. Foot against Foot, Horse against Horse he plac'd, In gallant order he the En'my fac'd. He with a thousand Foot his Horse sustain'd, Which noble Stratagem the Battle gain'd. Mounted upon a gallant Steed that hour, He fought the Irish with unequal power.

The loud Huzza's of both Hosts rent the sky, Each side prepar'd to fight the Enemy. Like to bold Lyons eager of their prey, Roar to amuze it, and then to it fly. The French came on with glittering sword in hand, But our smart Firing made their Horse to stand. Maimont the French, Murray our Horse led on, Thirst of honour, pusht their ambition. Murray like thunder thro' their Squadron broke, A gallant Monsieur fell at ev'ry stroke. Maimont did likewise with like Terror ride, Thorough our Troops slaying on ev'ry side. Both Squadrons fight with equal force and rage, And in close combate mutually engage. Till death and wounds had cover'd all the shoar, For both Reserves had fled the spot before. For our Rerserve had fled into the Town, And their Reserve could not keep their ground; For the brave Luddle, an English Buccaneer, Who led the thousand Foot caus'd them retire. In the pursuit brave Major Tasse was slain, Brave Captain Coghran did that honour gain. Lieutenant Carr, the Laird of Gradons Son, In the pursuit great reputation won.

Sect. 3. Col. Murray kills Maimont the French General.

THe Strand thus clear'd, Murray and Maimont meet, Who with dire threatnings one another greet. For they had oft sought one another out, But still were parted in the bloody rout. First they discharg'd their Pistols on the spot, In which first firing Murrays Horse was shot. Yet the brave Beast n'ere felt the deadly wound, But wheel'd and pranced on the bloody ground. Redoubled blows they gave with sword in hand, Which the strong Armour scarcely could withstand. They thunder like the Cyclops at the Forge, When they the Mettal on the Anvil urge. At last their Swords in sev'ral pieces flew, Then with their Rapiers they the Fight renew; The brave Maimont began to falsify, And thought the day his own immediately: He wheel'd his Horse, which then began to spurn, But Noble Murray made a quick return, For under his heav'd arm, his Sword he thrust, Till at his neck the purple gore out burst. His fleeting Soul with the free blood expir'd, And our great Hero to the Foot retir'd.

Sect. 4. The Irish Foot beaten.

WHere they the Irish Foot had soundly beat, And caus'd them all into their camp retreat. Brave Major Blair the En'mies fire sustain'd, And with great Feats a reputation gain'd. Young Franck Crofton among their Forces flew, And with dire blows a multitude he slew. Noble like lightning fell amongst their Foot, Dumbar with Red-coats put the En'my to't. The valiant Cook from Lismagarvy fought, And conquer'd hundreds which his ruin sought. Lieutenant Rankin hew'd the Irish down, And in that Battle gained much Renown. Tom Barr a Trooper with one mighty blow, Cut off the head of an opposing Foe. Two thousand slain, the empty shoar had fill'd, With seventy three Commission'd Off'cers kill'd. On our side not a few: Cornet Brown's slain, And the valiant Lieutenant Phetrix then. Lieutenant Mackay fell upon the spot, And young Macklellan's wounded with a shot: The ancient Father did his Son revenge, Who with the Foe did many a blow exchange. The tender Parents view'd the bloody day, From off the stately Walls by the Ship-key,

For near the Walls upon the shoar they fought, The tender Parents their dear Children sought, The Wife her Husband; then back to the Town, Our Host return'd in Triumph and Renown. Great was the Spoil and Plunder of that day, For all returned with some goodly Prey; 'Mongst which a Pyde-bald Horse which Columkill Foretold, if taken at the Pennyburn-Mill, The Irish should expect no more success, This fatal Horse was taken in the Chace.

Sect. 5. The Governours Encouraged by this Victory to Act.

THis Victory Confirm'd the Government, Baker and Walker mutually Consent To settle Quarters, and to Regulate The Stores, o're which Harvey a Merchant's set The Town into four Quarters they divide, And place two Regiments in ev'ry side. They gath'red all Provisions into Store, And equally dispence to rich and poor: This was good Policy without all doubt, That they might longer hold the City out. They plac'd two Great Guns on the Steeple top, Which gave the Irish many a deadly rap. They planted Gunners likewise on the walls, And then dispatch each matter as it falls.

The Church and Kirk did jointly preach and pray, In St. Columba's Church most lovingly: Where Doctor Walker to their great content, Preach't stoutly 'gainst a Popish Government. Master Mackenzie preach't on the same Theame, And taught the Army to fear God's great Name. The Rev'rend Ruit did confirm us still, Preaching submission to God's Holy Will. He likewise Prophesied our Relief, When it surpassed all Humane belief. The same was taught by the learn'd Mr. Crooks, And Master Hammilton shew'd it from his Books. Then Mills a Ruling elder, spoke the same, Of our Relief, six weeks before it same, From Sun-rising to Sun-setting they taught, Whilst we against the En'my bravely fought. Thus Heaven assists those Actions which proceed From un••ty, in greatest time of need.

Sect. 6. General Hammilton takes Collonell Murray's Father Prisoner, and sends him to move his Son to quit the Town.

GEn'ral Hammilton had Intelligence, That Murray's Father liv'd not far from thence. Who's eighty years of age, and somewhat more, For him he sent a Guard with mighty power;

To bring him Pris'ner to their Northern Camp, This great surprize did not his Courage damp. For with the Guard the old Man hastens on, T' appear before Great Gen'ral Hammilton; With great Courage the Senior ask't his will, Quoth he, your Son does 'gainst the King rebel, And forces them to hold the City out; Whom you may Counsel better without doubt, In short, we'll hang you up immediately, If you'll not make him to our will comply. To whom the Senior gave this answer straight, I'll use m'authority with all my might; But when all's done, I'm sure he'll ne're disown His firm Allegiance to the English Crown. But if you'll guard me to the Town, I'll try If I can make him with your will comply: In haste he's guarded to the Loyal Town, Where he's receiv'd with great joy by his Son. They tenderly do one another greet, And his grave Parent Counsels him what's meet. Dear Son, I'm sent by Gen'ral Hammilton, To see if I can make you quit the Town; But by this sacred Book I you conjure, Never to yield unto a Popish Power; Our holy Faith and Loyalty enjoyn, A strict abhorrence of a Popish Reign. Thus Hannibal was at the Altar swore, Eternal En'my to the Roman Power.

With kind embraces the old Man departs, And to the Gen'ral the sad News imparts? That nought can force his Son to quit the Town, And therefore humbly begs Protection. The Gen'rous Hammilton does grant the same, Then to his Dwelling the grave Senior came, Where all along he did in safety dwell; Though by his Son the Irish Army fell.

Sect. 7. The Battle near Elah.

AGainst the weakest side our Gen'ral saw, The Enemy their greatest Forces draw; Which to prevent, with all the Forces he Sprung forth at Morn to fight the Enemy. Near Elah in the Parks Murray came on, The Irish Army led by Hammilton. Where he continu'd Fighting till 't was noon, Then we were flank'd by th'Enemies Dragoon. To beat ••ff which, he chose five hundred men, With Captains Taylor, Moor and Saunderson. Murray himself did the brave Troops Command, Who bravely did the Foes Dragoons withstand; Great Pusman came boldly up to fight, But Murray quickly put him to the flight, Berwick and Pontee likewise wounded were, By valiant Murray and the brave Dumbar.

Brave Major Bull did wonders in that fight, For he beat back the Enemy on the right. Crofton and Bashford did much Honour gain, By Captain Noble multitudes were slain; From Lisneskea in Farmannagh he came, But now he's Maior Noble of the same. Gairnes in our Center stood firm as a Rock, And ne're was moved with their mighty shock. He and his friends oppos'd the Enemy, And in this Battle fought most valiantly. Lieutenant Lindsey Baron of Donrodes Son, Did in this Battle great applauses won. Captain Barrel from Orney near Strabane, Did in this action Reputation gain. Sanderson of Tillilagan in Tyrone, With bravery great Reputation won. The valiant Moor of Ochar with great might, Cut down the En'my in this bloody fight. Lieutenant Cook oppos'd the Enemy, And forc't their bravest Hero's for to fly. Lord Abercorn both quit his Boots and Horse, Without his Cloak he fled with all his Force. Then in a trice we did the Enemy beat, And caus'd them to their Camp in haste retreat, We burn't their Store at Elah without pitty, And then began to march home to the City.

Sect. 8. Collonel Parkers over-sight.

WHen we marcht forth we carefuly had sent, Most of our Horse, of Foot a Regiment, T'observe the Camp by Gen'ral Ramsey kept; Lest they our marching home might intercept. But Col'nell Parker for some grand design, Had them commanded off; before that time. Them Ramsey boldly with both Foot and Horse, Came quickly up to intercept our Force. This great surprize did all our spirits damp; Fearing our men were slain by to'ther Camp. But Col'nell Murray and brave Aubery, Oppos'd the fame and forc'd them back to fly Till all our men got safely into Town, In which brisk action, they gain'd great renown. Baker and Hammil brought forth a great Gun, Strengthned by Lieutenant Col'nell Wigton; But their assistance came to us too late, For Ramseys firing forc'd us to retreat. But Col'nell Parker for some policy, Fled the same night unto the Enemy. His Coletain Reg'ment Col'nell Lance obtains, Who in the present service Honour gains.

Sect. 9. A Council added to the Governours upon some Grie∣vances.

UPon some Grievances we chang'd the powers And add a Council to the Governours; First all the Col'nels, and then four more; Two for the Town, two for the Countrey Boor, Cocken and Squire were chosen for the Town; For Countrey, Doctor Jennings and Gladstone. Jennings the Arch-Deacon of Ossory; And now the learned Rector of Artree. Then in this Council, this a Law was made, No ••ct should pass unless seven gave their aid: Mogrige was Secretary to this power, For Bennet was to England sent before, To give their Majesties an Information, Of what had hap'ned since the Sieg's formation. He to their Camp as a Deserter flies, And in few days himself from thence conveys, And tells our case unto their Majesties. Whitneys convict; Monroe his Post obtain'd, Who by his merits had that honour gain'd; He's Ma••or Gen'ral Monroes Brother Son, Who did oppose the Foe in forty one. They likewise Col'nell Michelburn confine, And by good Laws their Government maintain,

Sect. 10. The Battle of Windmill-Hill.

THen Gen'ral Ramsey with 5 thousand strong, By break of day, entrench'd himself upon, The Windmill-Hill: our liberty was gone, They from their Trenches could kill ev'ry one, That issu'd forth or entred Bishops-Gate; This suddain motion did much hurt create. To repell which we sent forth a strong Band, Which Captain Bashford and Dumbar Command; And Wilson, Gunter, Moor and Flemming, they Attack their Trenches and the En'my slay. Couragious Gunter past their Trenches end, And flankt the Enemy with some valiant Men. Forbus like Thunder 'mongst their Forces flew, And with his Sword a multitude he slew? In that Attack Ramsey himself was slain; Scarce of five thousand the one half remain. Major Dobbin led on some valiant Men; Who presently the Irish Trenches gain. Then Captain Pogue fought most couragiously, And with his Sword cut down the Enemy. We took some Prisoners of Quality, In this Attack, and these their honours be; Lord Netterfield, Col'nell Talbot and Newcomb, Sir Gerard Ailmer; these we carry home.

At length our Horse came into the pursuit, And then our Gen'ral put the En'my to't. To Bellimagrorty we the foe pursue, And all along the Brow their forces slew. Murdagh our Gen'rals Quarter masters slain, Who in all actions did much honour gain; For he could six or seven at least withstand, And could effect a desperate command; Though he be slain, his Fame shall never dye, Whilst Derry's Siege is told in Poetry. We forc'd them to blow up a Magazine Of Powder, for fear we the same should win. Then we return'd with Glory and renown, With chearful hearts unto the joyful Town.

Sect. 11. The burning of the Enemies Fascines.

IN a few days our Gen'ral sallies forth, With 15 hundred Men towards the North: Capt. Coningham and Noble he Commands, T'attack a Fort which towards the Inch stands: Which they possest with mighty strength & force, But were surpriz'd by my Lord Galmoys Horse; Who beat them off and slew 'bove thirty men, 'Mongst whom their valiant Captain Coningham; After quarters giv'n: then Noble he retreats, Unto our Gen'ral who wrought mighty feats;

For he attackt their Trenches near Brookhall, And beat them out, and burnt their Fascines all; In this great action Collonel Monroe, Cut down the Irish with a mighty blow. Captain Erwin acted above mans power, But was disabl'd by a Shot; that hour, He's Son to Cornet Erwin of forty one, Who gain'd great praise in that Rebellion. Into the City we retreat apace, For us most boldly they began to chase.

Sect. 12. The Enemy Entrench themselves over the Bog.

WIthin few days the Enemy begin, T'entrench themselves, Hamilton & Lozin, Were Gen'rals; it was just over the Bog, Where they their Trenches in our presence dug; This bold attempt rouz'd up our Gen'rals Soul, For they their Trenches made without controul; He chose three thousand Men and fally'd out; And soundly beat the En'my without doubt, Out of their Trenches; but they reinforce, And beat us still of with some Troops of Horse. Thrice he their Trenches gain'd, they regain them, ••o reinforcement from the City came; ••anghop against us came with fresh supplies, ••ur beaten Forces to the City flyes.

This rais'd great anger to the Governours, 〈◊〉〈◊〉 they sent aid the Trenches had been ours. Our General did wonders every where, Assisted by Lieutenant Coll'nel Blair.

Sect. 13. Co••••nell Murray beats Col'nell Nugent in Pic∣queering.

IN a few days our Forces salley all, To fight the Foe entrenched near Brookhall But they retreat without e're striking blow; Then our Gen'ral dos a Picqueering go. Col'nel Nugent had made a solemn vow, That he would Col'nel Murray overthrow; Then in a Danish Fort he and his friend, To intercept our Gen'ral did intend: As he return'd, they challenge him to stand; And who he's for, they boldly do demand; For you quoth he; and then at them let's fly, The one escap'd; but tother there did dye. He that fled his Scarlet Cloak had lost, Which on our Gen'ral by the wind was tost.

Sect. 14. The second Battle of Wind-mill-Hill.

TO guard the Wind-mill-Hill from th'e•• We rais'd strong Trenches up immed•• From Columb's-Wells near to the flowing tyde▪ And lin'd the same with Men on ev'ry side. Col'nel Monroe, was posted near the Walls, Brave Campbels Post upon his left hand fall•• Along the Trenches some brave Captains, 〈◊〉〈◊〉 Who valiantly our Forces did command. Near to the Lough Liuetenant Col'nel Ca•• Receives his standing, who great honour ea•• In a few hours their Granadeers came on, Col'nel Nugent led the Battalion: He briskly us attacqued at the Wells; And brave Monroe as briskly him repells. They fought like Lyons, till their Col'nel fell Nugent was wounded: then brave O farrel, Upon his right with two Battalions, Came fiercely up, who fought like bold Lions ••ill he was slain. Waughop and Buchan next, With ten Battalions which our Trenches ve•• Ye•• they could not our constant fire sustain, ••or dead Mens Corps had cover'd all the pla•• The Irish prest our Trenches at the Strand; ••ill Noble Captain Ash did them withstand.

Captain Armstrong came boldly up to fight; And put their bravest Heroes to the flight. Brave Robert Porter his Pike away he threw, And with round stones nine Irish Soldiers slew, Gladstones and Baird encouraged our Foot, And Captain Hannah the Foe stoutly fought; Their Horse came stoutly up with heart and hand; And thought our Trenches could not them withstand Th'attack was fierce, we briskly them repell, For in this action many a Trooper fell. Of th'enemy brave Captain Watson's slain, Captain Mackdonnel and Captain Butler ta'ne; A Captain of Horse and all his men were slain. The Valiant Cairnes did wonders in the field, Some of the bravest Foe did to him yield; Brave Captain Lane encouraged our Men; For on this place al multitude were slain. Their Foot bore off their dead upon their back; To save their Bodies from our fires attack. In fine two thousand of th'enemy's slain, For with our Troops we them pursue again. Of ours brave Maxwell fell upon the spot; For he was wounded with a Cannon Shot. Whilst Col'nel Hammil dos the Foe pursue, Thorough his Cheek a Pistol Bullet flew. The Valiant Murray flew from Trench to Trench And helpt our Men in any deadly pinch.

Sect. 15.

IN a few days a Trumpeter was sent, To treat of Col'nel Talbots releasement. ••ive Hundred pounds his Lady offered, If we her Husband to her deliver'd. The same in Council held some long debates; Which 'twixt our Senators great heats creates; ••or Baker he withstood the same boldly; But Walker and the rest the same decree. To whom great Baker opened his mind, And with sound reasons did his arg'ments bind. What would our Noble King hereunto say, If we for lucre should his cause betray. Great Murray would thereto have giv'n consent, If she had Bullocks for the Money sent. Yet the same Spring that mov'd the Loyal Town, Sent back the Lady with Five hundred pound. And presently without e're taking Bail, Lockt up the Pris'ners in the common Goal.