The Dutch-men's Reasons  
●a Dutch Sunday to be observed once a Month, & c. ●ith their last Pra●er, and final Resolution (if it prove ineffectual) 'gainst the Excessive Power of FRANCE.  
To the Tune of the City Gulls.  

●L Dutch and English that are left  
●live within this Land,  
〈◊〉 their Senses not-bereft,  
〈◊〉 now understand  
●easons why we have thought fit  
〈◊〉 proclaim a Fast;  
〈◊〉 is, that Heaven would us permit  
●at the French at last.   

●●●e our Arms their Aim have missed  
〈◊〉 three Campaigns in Flanders,  
〈◊〉 makes us fear Heaven does assist  
〈◊〉 French King's brave Commanders:  
●uxenburgh, as if inspired,  
●ct with that Decorum,  
〈◊〉 when our Troops against his Fired  
●ove all straight before him.   

●hen they came with Sword in hand  
〈◊〉 other to attack,  
French as firm as Rocks did stand,  
〈◊〉 made us all give back:  
●an't they brag nor boast too much  
〈◊〉 entire Defeat;  
〈◊〉 though no English, yet the Dutch  
●ake a brave Retreat.   

〈◊〉 who is able to withstand  
〈◊〉 Excessive Power of FRANCE,  
〈◊〉 Aesop does lead on the Van,  
〈◊〉 his Conquering Troops advance?  
〈◊〉 on him, he's a Witch we fear,  
〈◊〉 so Brave and Stout;  
●et him Charge in Front, or Rear,  
〈◊〉 does our Armies Rout.   

〈◊〉 'tis madness we confess  
〈◊〉 with France to Fight;  
〈◊〉 let our Force be more or less  
●e Cause been't Just and Right.  
〈◊〉 English Men, when they engage,  
●y scorn to Flinch, or Waver;  
●y only wish for a clear Stage,  
〈◊〉 from the Foe no Favour.   

Witness at Steenkirk where they stood  
Till Thousands lost their Lives,  
And spent their Blood for th' public Good,  
And to preserve our Wives  
And Children all, from being Slaves  
To France, and made a Prey;  
They'd rather like Fools dig their Graves,  
Then like us run away.   

But what if Mounsieurs Maggot bite,  
And he should take a freak,  
To put us all into a fright  
By besieging of Mast●eick.  
There's but one way that can be good  
To obstruct his marching thither,  
To pray with all our heart's Heaven would  
Send some Confederate Wether.   

But those Designs of Hell, and France,  
Great William will prevent  
With English Troops, which he'll advance,  
And make a great Descent:  
In Person he has Vowed to go,  
Therefore we need not fear,  
The Descent will miscarry so,  
As it did the last Year.   

Since England has Five Millions raised  
In order to Recrute  
Our Troops this Year, kind Heaven be praised,  
We will once more Dispute;  
Whether William, Lewis, or King James,  
Their Right can best maintain:  
For if we don't the Man it seems  
Will have his Mare again.   

And having quite repaired our Loss  
We'll Fast and Pray once more;  
But should the Fates prove half so cross  
As at Mons and Namure,  
We do protest we'll never Fast,  
Nor Pray; but for the future  
We'll only beg that Heaven at last  
Would act fair, and stand neuter.    

Printed at AMSTERDAM in the Year 1693.