On His royal highness His expedition against the Dutch. By Mrs. E. P. E. P., Mrs. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B27760 of text R226347 in the English Short Title Catalog. Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 4KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 2 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 B27760 Wing P19B Interim Tract Supplement Guide Lutt.III[98] ESTC R226347 ocm99886670

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 eng James -- II, -- King of England, 1633-1701 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. Dutch War, 1672-1678 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. Great Britain -- History, Naval -- Stuarts, 1603-1714 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. England -- Foreign relations -- Netherlands -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. Netherlands -- Foreign relations -- England -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. Broadsides -- England -- London -- 17th century. eebo On His royal highness His expedition against the Dutch. / By Mrs. E. P. E. P., Mrs. 1672 2 587 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2014-05 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2014-08 Sampled and proofread 2014-08 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2015-03 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
ON HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS His Expedition against the DUTCH . By Mrs. E. P. PRoud Hogen , Mogen's , we will make you bow , Have at you , greasy Butter Boxes now , Brave York once more against you does advance , And in him more then all the Power of France ; 'T oppose him is in vain , all you can do , Is nothing , his name 's enough to Conquer you . But when in Person he vouchsafes to appear Prepare to think your day of Doom is near . That glorious Hero , never Arms put on But he made Victory her self his own ; Who still has wav'd her white Plume o're his head , And now to vanquish you , by her is lead . Though 't is a shame , ( that worthy ) should persue , Honour unto such Savage Bores as you . But you ( this never dying same ) shall know , What in his Countreys quarrel he dare do . Presumptuous Villains , could you find out none , But England's King , to use your jests upon ? Slaves , you e're long shall know , none was less fit , To be a Subject for your scurvy wit . ( But York in whose Illustrious name are charms , That Cowards hearts ev'n with pure courage warms And does infuse new Soul in ev'ry man , With much more vigour then dull Brandy can . ) Will punish each affront that you have done To your inevitable destruction . Hee 'l make you curse the time , you Pictures drew And draw some of ye , nay and hang you too , Full of your Fate , he 's with our Fleet set forth , With such a noble train of English youth . That when those matchless numbers , you shall veiw , You 'l think the world is come to Conquer you . Methinks I hear the injur'd Spirits call ( For Vengeance ) that did at Amboyna fall . Victims , to your unheard of Cruelty , ( To those ) that for them will revenged be . Their Souls do hover o're our Ships , and seem To promise Conquest both to us and them . Our Fleet like to a moving Realm , I see In Tryumph on the bosome of the Sea . Which bears it proudly , being a Jem of more ( Worth ) then sh' has worn upon her brest before . The Sea-gods wait upon it all along , And thousand water-Nymphs about it throng . The waves their Royal burden gently court , And all the wind's , with the calm Ocean sport . Tithon gives Thetis leave , to entertain In all her charmes , our Gallants on the Mayn . And 's pleas'd in spight of age and jealousie , They shall on his young Mrs. Bosome lye . Each Power to us , does kind presages give That as our cause is just , so we shall thrive . Wit is too like a common friend , indeed , Who still forsakes us when we have most need . Or somewhat more should be by me exprest , But let our Canons speak to you the rest . And tell you to your ruines you must dye T'apease the wrath of Anger'd Majesty . FINIS .

With Allowance ,

Printed in the Year , 1672.