THE TRUMPET O Fame: Or Sir France's Drakes and Sir john Hawkins F●●●well: with an encouragement to all Saile●● and Soldiers that are minded to go in this worthy enterprise.  
With the names of many Ships, and what they h●●● done against our foes.  
Written by H. R.  
VERITAS VIRESCIT VULNERA  
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Imprinted at London by Thomas Creed, and a●● 〈◊〉 be sold by William Barley, at his shop in Gracious street. 1595.   


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The Trumpet of Fame, 〈◊〉 Sir France's Drakes and Sir john Hawkins Farew●●●… with an encouragement to all Sailors and Soldiers, that are minded to go in this worthy enterprise: with the names of many famous ships.  

YOu Gallant bold, of Albion's fertile soil,  
For Country's fame, on land and seas that toil,  
Searching with pain, the Confines of the earth,  
Whose painful toil, all Nations admireth:  
By whom enriched is your Country's store,  
And some made rich, which erst was held but poor:  
To you brave minds, whose thoughts doth reach the s●●●  
And scorn at home, like sluggards for to lie:  
To you that fetch more worth, than jasons fleece,  
To you I do my rustic Pen address,  
For Country's honour, that spareth not your blood,  
But ventures all, for Commons public good:  
You that for wealth doth cut the Ocean,  
Honour to have, and riches store to gain,  
You that in this attempt, like men doth show,  
〈…〉 r care to Country, and love to Prince you own:  
〈…〉 men of worth, that ventures voluntary,  
〈…〉 thereby shows what minds all aught to carry,  
●●…resse yourselves, to follow those brave Knights,  
●●●m God hath blest, in many hardy fights.  
●●●se fortunes great and love unto their men,  
〈◊〉 ●●nnot rightly paint, with my rude Pen:  
●●●y are the men were never foiled yet,  
●●●y are the men that honour still doth get:  
●●●se peerless fame, all Europe can declare,  
●●●erica and Asia, whose actions rare  
●●●y still applaud, and wonder at their deeds,  
〈…〉ing the land, from whence such good men proceeds.  
〈…〉 e, conquering Drake, whose fortunes are not such,  
〈…〉 valour more, and kindness thrice so much,  
〈…〉 end to friends, a scourge unto the foe,  
〈…〉 gue for those that wish sweet England's woe.  
〈◊〉 Pilot may compare with him for skill,  
〈◊〉 man more forward, his enemy's blood to spill?  
〈◊〉 Captain hath deserved more than he?  
〈◊〉 eyes hath seen more happier man to be?  
〈◊〉 by our God that Israel's people led,  
〈…〉 de unknown, which he for them puruayd:  
〈…〉 ers' Moses well we may him call,  
〈◊〉 leads you forth, this Noble General.  
〈◊〉 ●●●ength of men, he putteth not his trust,  
〈◊〉 〈…〉 o his God, and cause which still is just.  
〈◊〉 ●arned hath, that God is our Chieftain,  
〈◊〉 brings him forth and safely back again.  
〈◊〉 then with him, and love him as you ought,  
Let not your minds to mutiny be wrought,  
Lest justice sword do cut off vital days,  
whose power is such, for to command at Seas.  
Be free from follies, and serve your God aright,  
And honour truly this renowned Knight.  
Learn by his worth, in actions he hath past,  
'tis sweet to such, that honours high will taste.  
The world's whole circuit in his travel great,  
He viewed throughout, and many Prince's seat.  
what honour there he gained, I do refer,  
To stories large, where registered they are:  
Then follow him, that cries, come fellows all,  
For he gins, and last retreat doth call.  
Be forward then, and joy in this brave Knight,  
That never yet received foil in fight.  
But still returned with fame and wealth away,  
In spite of those that would the same gainsay.  
And Hawkins in this action his compear,  
Full well is known a famous Cavilere.  
whose valour shown, and service often done,  
with good success, immortal fame hath won.  
In India land, he England's colours spread,  
where Spanish Powers he bravely vanquished.  
The French and other Nations far and near,  
Hath felt the force of this stout Cauilere.  
To English Queen an officer long been,  
which place of trust, he did full well beseem.  
For which his service, as due deserts and right,  
he honoured is, with title of a Knight,  
The best of worth, which charge hath in this fleet,  
〈…〉 uld recount, to do them honour meet:  
〈…〉 for I cannot name them as I would,  
〈…〉 ereby their virtues rare should be extolled,  
〈…〉 greater part of force I must omit,  
〈…〉 their return, their honour gained to writ:  
〈…〉 Cross, of Captains not the least, nor last,  
〈…〉 service done, may not be overpast,  
〈…〉 osse, that ever crossed hath our foes,  
〈…〉 crossed them still, with shot and cruel blows:  
〈…〉 h Crosses Lord, do little England send,  
〈…〉 n raging foes, our Country to defend.  
〈…〉 him in place, let Thomas Dracke be seen,  
●●●t for his fortunes, a happy man hath been:  
〈…〉 ose travails and his good success was tried,  
〈…〉 many dangers which he did abide.  
〈…〉 valiant Crafton claims his place as due,  
〈…〉 ch often did the Spaniard proud pursue:  
〈…〉 riches great which home he often brought,  
〈…〉 well declare that honour he hath sought.  
〈…〉 Merick speak, not meanest of all the rest,  
〈…〉 o venture will, as forward as the best:  
〈…〉 e Carackt late was taken, his valour did appear,  
〈…〉 e as resolute, as most men that were there.  
〈…〉 Harper now, I change my roaming quill▪  
〈…〉 of worth, and worthy for his skill,  
〈…〉 e advanced in place of good regard,  
〈…〉 e service hath 'gainst foes so well deserved.  
〈…〉 is, borne faithful to thy vowed friend,  
〈…〉 resolution, I cannot half commend.  
〈…〉 this I say, and many more with me,  
The proudest foes did never cause thee flee.  
And Parker, let me tell thy worthiness,  
which never quailst, for any great distress.  
But like a man of courage stout and bold,  
Hast foiled thy foes, and brought away their gold.  
And Henry Austen, to many known well,  
Thy brave attempts, in fights both sharp and fell,  
Hath oft been seen, where like a man of worth  
Thou gainedst wealth, and foe-men forced forth.  
And Morish, though thou be not great in name,  
Yet hath thy deeds deserved worthy fame:  
The Frenchmens Leaguers, so of thee doth say,  
whom thou hast met full boldly on the sea.  
O famous men of Plymouths' happy Town,  
Yours is the gain of honour and renown:  
From you these men of worth most part did spring,  
whose fames throughout the world doth daily ring.  
Good fortune ever wait upon them all,  
And grant your foes may never see you fall:  
But as tofore God did you still defend,  
Such honour now, our hopes is, he will send.  
Take courage then, let honour be your aim,  
And drag not back, you that will honour gain.  
At your return, then shall you honour have,  
As your deserts by venturing far shall crave.  
Then fear no colours, set the chance on Christ,  
He is your Lodestar, God of power highest.  
Your store of victuals ever he will bless,  
And as it spends, he will the same increase.  
A goodlier Fleet this many a day,  
〈…〉 ere hath not been prepared to the sea,  
●●om London shall you have these ships of fame,  
●●e brave Defiance, glorious in her name:  
●…mirall of this gallant company,  
●●ose force ere this, the Spaniards proud did try.  
●●ere in the seas she drenched hath their bones,  
〈◊〉 whom their friends makes many grievous groans.  
〈…〉 e glorious Garland, well deserveth praise,  
〈…〉 her exploits, the foe-men can report,  
〈…〉 ●hom in her fight she plagued in such sort.  
〈…〉 e Bonaventure, they cannot forget,  
〈…〉 ich to their pain with them hath often met.  
〈…〉 rtéene Galleys she fought with that one time,  
〈…〉 made them wish they all had farther been.  
〈…〉 many bicker more with them she had,  
〈…〉 of their gains small boast by them is made.  
〈…〉 t famous ship which called is the Hope,  
〈…〉 often galled those Champions of the Pope:  
〈…〉 ere ever she encountered any one,  
〈…〉 gave them passports, which did make them groan.  
〈…〉 Foresight, which hath never soil received,  
〈…〉 played her part, and foes have often grieved.  
〈…〉 e many a broil with conquest in the fight,  
〈…〉 hath returned, and put them all to flight.  
〈…〉 he that never yet her force hath showed.  
〈…〉 brave Adventure, forward doth proceed,  
〈…〉ke her trial in this action,  
〈…〉 elier ship from hence hath seldom gone:  
〈…〉 e her guide, and all the rest of them,  
〈…〉 end them safely to return again.  
The Concord and the Amity, two ships of worth,  
Whose good success all London knoweth:  
In merchant trade where they did use to go,  
Their friends they pleased, and did torment their foe:  
What Prizes by the Amity was brought,  
With Spaniards proud, which their confusion sought.  
To all their goods the owners can declare,  
But too the last, were Spanish men of war.  
The Susan Parnell, not least of all this rout,  
She showed herself a tall ship and a stout:  
Her fortunes great, I cannot half declare,  
Trading in peace, or furnished for the war.  
The Saccare bears her name full well I wots,  
Who makes no spare of powder nor of shot:  
with raging peals of thundering ordinance,  
In thickest of foes, saint George she doth advance.  
And Solomon, not last of all the rest,  
To foes have proved a forward saucy guest:  
In their despite taking what they possessed,  
And beat them sore, that did her force resist.  
The lovely Elizabeth and Constance called,  
with glittering blades her foes to léeward hauled:  
And in despite, for honour of that name,  
To Country's good, returneth home with fame:  
May all that ever fight for Elizabeth,  
Prove always happy, when they attempt to fight.  
The (Help) not help of many doth she crave,  
when under sail her daring foes she brave:  
Hale home her sheets, and foe-men do your worst,  
who so is last, she will be with the first.  
●he little Phoenix, now for her I speak,  
●hat never feared her force would prove too weak:  
●he for her burden, ever did her part,  
〈…〉 till gaining wealth, and wrought her enemy's smart.  
●esides these past, whose names I have set down,  
〈◊〉 ●e not omit, our Merchant of renown:  
●or London's honour, where he of worship is,  
●n Alderman of credit great I wis,  
●amous Wats, whose forward readiness,  
〈…〉 all attempts was never known to miss:  
Who in this Feet to quail the enemy's pride,  
●oure gallant ships for war he doth provide:  
●he Pexases, who swift as bird doth fly,  
●utting the waves, and foeman's force to try:  
What wealth and happy fortune she hath gained,  
●nd how in fight, her enemies she painde,  
●ere needless here at large for to set down,  
●et it suffice, she ever gained renown.  
●he jewel, gallant in her sea attire,  
〈…〉 th' dared her foes, with powder, shot, and fire:  
●nd home hath brought, their pearl and eke their gold,  
●f such great worth, as is not to be told.  
●he Elizabeth next, one of this gallant fleet,  
〈…〉 or honour gained, I may not here omit:  
When foes did rage, and swore to work her ill,  
●he scaped their force, and wrought on them her will.  
The little john, though last I call to mind,  
●or good success, hath not been much behind:  
〈…〉 ser paunch well filled with Spanish Kyalls of Plate,  
●nd spices store for comfort of man's heart:  
She often brought unto her Owners good,  
And bravely in the face of foes hath stood.  
Thus valiant hearts which now to seas are bound  
To cheer you on, that erst hath been renowned.  
I have explainde the names of your brave fleet,  
That careth not with what foes they shall meet.  
What other ships of foreign soil there go,  
I do omit, because I do not know.  
Nor what they be, you need not much to care,  
God and your Generals, doth for you prepare.  
Then frolic hearts, and to your healths one Ca 〈…〉  
Let love united, be firm with every man.  
And love and duty in each one so abound,  
That faithful subjects you may still be found.  
'tis England's honour that you have in hand,  
Then think thereof, if you do love our land.  
The gain is yours, if millions home you bring,  
Then courage take, to gain so sweet a thing.  
The time calls on, which causeth me to end,  
Wherefore to God, I do you all commend,  
For whom all subjects that do love our Queen,  
Shall truly pray, to send you safe again.  
And for my part, I wish you always health,  
with quick return, and so much store of wealth  
That Phillip's Regions may not be more stored,  
with Pearl, jewels, and the purest gold.   
FINIS.