The Famous FIGHT at MALAGO: OR, THE Englishmen Victory over the Spaniards:  
Relating how Five English Frigates, viz. The Henry, Ruby, Antelope, Greyhound, and Bryan, burned all the Spanish Ships in their Harbour at Malago; battered down their Churches, and their Houses about their ears, killed abundance of their Men, and obtained an Honourable Victory.  
Where ever English Seamen goes,  
They are a Terror to their Foes.  
To the Tune of, Five Sail of Frigates bound for Malago, etc.  
 

COme all you brave Sailors  
that sails on the Main,  
I'll tell you of a Fight  
that was lately in Spain,  
And of five Sail of Frigates  
bound to Malago,  
For to fight the Proud Spaniards,  
our Orders was so:   

There was the Henry and Ruby,  
and the Antelope also,  
The Greyhound, and the Bryan,  
for Fireships must go,  
But so bravely we weighed,  
and played our parts,  
That we made the Proud Spaniards,  
to quake in their hearts   

Then we came to an anchor  
so nigh to the Mould,  
Methinks you Proud English  
do grow very bold:  
But we came to an anchor  
so near to the Town,  
That some of their Churches  
we soon battered down.   

They hung out their Flag of Truce,  
for to know our Intent,  
And they sent out their Longboat,  
to know what we meant:  
But our Captain he answered  
them bravely, it was so,  
For to burn all your Shipping,  
before we do go.   

For to burn all our Shipping,  
you must us excuse,  
'Tis not five Sail of Frigates  
shall make us to muse.  
But we burned all their Shipping,  
and their Galleys also,  
And we left in the City  
full many a Widow.   

Come then, says our Captain,  
less fire at the Church;  
And down came their Belfry,  
which grieved them much;  
And down came the Steeple,  
which standeth so high;  
Which made the Proud Spaniards  
to the Nunnery fly.   

So great a Confusion  
we made in the Town,  
That their lofty Buildings  
came tumbling down:  
Their Wives and their Children  
for help they did cry,  
But none could relieve them,  
though danger was nigh.   

The flames and the smoke,  
so increased their woe,  
That they knew not whither  
to run nor to go;  
Some to shun the Fire,  
leapt into the Flood,  
And there they did perish  
in Water and Mud.   

Our Guns we kept firing,  
still shooting amain,  
Whilst many a Proud Spaniard  
was on the place slain:  
The rest being amazed,  
for succour did cry,  
But all was in vain,  
they had not where to fly.   

At length being forced,  
they thought it most fit,  
Unto the brave English Men  
for to submit:  
And so a conclusion  
at last we did make.  
Upon such Conditions  
as was fit to take.   

The Spanish Armado,  
did England no harm,  
'Twas but a Bravado  
to give us alarm;  
But with our five Frigates  
we did them bombast,  
And made them of English men's  
Valour to taste.   

When this noble Victory  
we did obtain,  
Then home we returned  
to England again;  
Where we were received,  
with Welcomes of joy,  
Because with five Frigates  
we did them destroy.    

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