DEFIANCE TO THE DUTCH. Robbed of our Rights? and, By such Water-Rats? we'll doff their Heads, if they won't doff their Hats. Affront too Hogan-Mogan to endure! 'tis time to BOX these Butterboxes sure. If they the Flaggs, undoubted Right, deny us; Who won't Strike to us, must be stricken by us. A Crew of Boars and Sooterkins, that know Themselves, they to Our Blood and Valour own! Did We for this knock off their Spanish-Fetters, To make 'em able to abuse their Betters? If at this rate they Rave, I think 'tis good Not to omit the Spring, but Let 'em Blood. Rouse then Heroic Britain's; 'tis not Words, But Wounds, must Work with Leather-Apron-Lords. They're Deaf, and must be Talked withal; alas! With Words of Iron spoke by Mouths of Brass. I hope we shall to purpose the next Bout Cure 'em, as we did Opdam, of the Gout. And, when i'th' bottom of the Sea they come, They'll have enough of Mare Liberum. Our Brandished steel, though now they seem so Tall, Shall make 'em Lower than Low-Countries Fall. But they'll ere long come to themselves you'll see, When we in earnest are at Snick a Snee: When once the Boars perceive our Swords are drawn. And we Converting are those Boars to Brawn. Methinks the Ruin of their Belgick-Banners (Last Fight, almost as Ragged as their Manners) Might have Persuaded 'em to better things, Than be so Saucy with the best of Kings. Is it of Wealth they are so Proud become? CHARLES has a Wain I hope to fetch it home; And with it Pay Himself His Just Arrears Of Fishing-Tribute for this Hundred years. That we may say, as all the Store comes in, The Dutch, alas, have but our Factors been: They Fathom Sea and Land; We, when we please, Have both the Indies brought to our Own Seas. For Rich and Proud they bring in Ships by Shoules; And then we Humble them to save their Souls. ‛ Pox of their Pictures; if we had 'em here we'd find 'em Frames at Tyburn, or elsewhere. The next they DRAW, be it their Admirals Transpeciated, into fins, and Scales: Or, which should do as well, DRAW, if they please, Opdam, with the Seven Sinking Provinces; Or DRAW their Captains from the Conquering Main, First Beaten Home, then beaten Back again. Lastly, Remember, to prevent all Laughter, Drawing goes First, but Hanging Follows after: And after this so JUST, though FATAL Strife, Draw their dead Boars again unto the LIFE. If then, Lampooning thus be their Undoing, Who pities them that Purchase their own Ruin? Who will hereafter trust their Treacheries, Unless they leave their Heads for Hostages? For, as before of Women has been said, Believe 'em not, nay, though ye think 'em dead. The Dutch are Stubborn, and will yield no FRUIT, Till, like the Wallnut-Tree, ye Beat 'em to't. L. Orat. Injurias & non redditas Causam hujusce Esse belli audisse videor. With Allowance. LONDON, Printed for T. W. 1672.