A new BALLAD  
Of a famous Germane PRINCE, and a renowned English DUKE, who on St. James' day, one tho●●●●● fought with a Beast with Seven Heads, called Provinces; not by Land, but by Water; not to be said, but sung; not ●● high English nor Low Dutch; but to a new French Tune, called Monsieur Ragou, or, The Dancing Hobby-horses.  

THere happened of late a terrible Fray  
Begun upon our 
* On S. Jams' day (1581.) the seven Provinces first resolved themselves into Free-States.  S. James' day,  
With a Thump, Thump, Thump, Thump, Thump,  
Thump, Thump a Thump, Thump!  
Where Rupert and George for CHARLEMAIGN  
Swindged the Dutch again and again,  
(As if they had been but the French or Dane)  
With a Thump, etc.   

'Twas brave Tom Allen led the Van,  
Stout Utber, and bold Tiddiman,  
With a Thump, etc.  
And then our Immortal GENERALS  
With twenty thousand Thunder-balls  
Pierced their boggy flesh-mud-walls  
With a Thump, Thump, etc.   

The Game was hot, and then you'll swear  
That jordan (Heart of Oak) was there  
With a Thump, Thump, etc.  
And gallant Holmes that never fails,  
Torn and hurt, yet still prevails,  
Valiant with or without his Sails,  
With a Thump, etc.   

The Royal Charles was all their aim  
(For there they knew was Princely Game)  
With a Thump, etc.  
Seven Provinces here spend their Choir,  
(De Ruyter's mighty Triple Tire)  
But had his answer all in Fire  
With a Thump, Thump, etc.   

For here our glorious Prince and Duke  
Gave him such a sore Rebuke  
With a Thump, etc.  
That now De Ruyter finds it clear  
The Warlike English have no peer,  
Who dare do any thing but Fear  
A Thump, Thump, etc.   

The Sovereign came to revenge her Wrongs,  
(Becalmed a while for want of Lungs,  
Without any Thump, etc.)  
But soon as her dreadful Sail displayed  
Good Lord what Lanes and Wrecks she made!  
The Devil a Dutch came nigh or stayed,  
For fear of a Thump, Thump, etc.   

Her Balls of Fire the Fleming sees  
Are thrice as big as a Holland-Cheese,  
With a Thump, etc.  
And now they ran, they ran, they ran,  
And left poor Zealand, shift as it can;  
They made him the Rear, who would be the Van-  
- Van Tromp, Tromp, Tromp, etc.   

The Kings own Colours (Red and White)  
Pursued the Boors all day and night  
With a Thump, etc.  
O how 'twould Lords and Commons please  
To see our Sovereign of the Seas  
Chasing their Seven Provinces  
With a Thump, etc.   

Over Flatts and Banks we fired their Tails  
(Till we heard their croaking Nightingales)  
With a Thump, etc.  
This Difference 'twixt two Navies stands,  
Ours built for the Sea, and theirs for the Sands,  
We had sent them else to their last Netherlands  
With a Thump, Thump, etc.   

Their Shot still at our Tackling 〈◊〉,  
Lest when they ran we should pursue  
With a Thump, etc.  
For though the Dutch are Seamen grown,  
Bold English are the Marks-men known,  
And therefore kill them six for one  
With a Thump, Thump, etc.   

Our Rear was Smith, with other two  
(Spragge and Kempthorn) both true Blue,  
With a Thump, etc.  
And here the Zealanders came on,  
Who stoutly gave us Gun for Gun,  
Till Holland-like They also run  
With a Thump, Thump, etc.   

In In, In In, said Valiant Spragge,  
we'll beat this vapouring Tromp to th' Hague  
With a Thump, etc.  
His Chaplain fell to his wont work,  
Cried Now for the King and the Duke of York!  
He prayed like a Christian, and fought like a Turk  
With a Thump, Thump, etc.   

Six thousand Dutch (a Low-Country Dish)  
We sent to their own Cousin the Fish  
With a Thump, etc.  
The rest into Holes so tamely crawl  
That little Fanfan dared them all,  
Great Rupert's Sloop is an Admiral,  
With a Thump, Thump, etc.   

What Amsterdamnable Cowards are these  
To boast that they were Lords of the Seas  
With a Thump, etc.  
Their Impudent Gazette proclaims  
How bravely they locked up the Thames!  
But had no leave from CHARLES or JAMES,  
And therefore had a Thump, Thump, etc.   

And now De Wijt's new Holland Rump  
(Who rides the States) will burn to th' Stump  
With a Thump, etc.  
For George in England once before  
Hath fired one Rump, and will do more  
Till Men and Bells all Dutch-land o'er  
Sing Rump, Rump, etc.   

Then let them invent some other cheat,  
Go hang their Captains 'cause theyare beat  
With a Thump, etc.  
Let Monsieur or Mine Here that snarls,  
At our Sovereign and Royal Charles,  
Beware of rupert's and Albemarles  
With a Thump, Thump, Thump, etc.    

Printed at London, and reprinted at Edi●burgh. 1666.