BRIEF MEMORIAL OF THE Loss of the Late Incomparable and Excellent Andrew Lord Rutherford EARL of TEVEOT, etc. Killed by an Ambuscadoe of MOORS, May the 3d, 1664.  
WE present the World with a draught of the fatal Field wherein to the grief and unspeakable sorrow of all Men lieth Carnaged the Body of that Illustrious and most Heroical Person Andrew Lord Rutherford Earl of Teveot, together with the Card of the Town of Tangier according to the exactest Delineation; wherein he had the honour to command so successfully for his Majesty. The view will contribute a great advantage to the piety of those Persons who would offer their Tears at his Tomb, and the more unaffected be satisfied with the story by these Particulars, which to a great expense we have caused to be Engraven.  
As to the Relation of this sad story, the proceeding of it was thus. Upon May the 3d. 1664. the Noble Governor calling to mind a brush he received from Gayland that Day Twelve Month, and expecting an onset from him upon account of that success, ordered the Doubling of the Guards of the Town, and a Company of Foot to reinforce the Fort, having also received private Information from a Jew of a part of the Moors in such a place, whither he would conduct him; whereupon having left strict Orders concerning the Garrison, he advanced with Five Hundred Men to the Jews River, (which you see in the Map) having the Jew with him, and passing the said River, sent a Forlorn of Horse to secure the Adjacent Fields, who seeing no Enemy alighted and fed the Horses, which the Moors suffered from their Ambuscadoes, as sure of the whole Party; for upon return of this Forlorn, with their News of no Enemy, my Lord marched forward, and commanded his Party to fallen down those Adjacent Woods where the Enemy had lurked so often, and done so much mischief; but upon their approach the Enemy issued our, and with great Numbers encompassed this small Party, and finally butchered them all, very few escaping with the News: _____ And thus fell the Most Excellent Rutherford by the Treachery of a damned Jew, whom the Power and Force of no Enemy could Vanquish. Indeed no Fate could better suit his, nor was any Place but the Field worthy of great Actions.  

An ELEGY on His DEATH and Surprisal.  
WE are not Conquered yet, the Sooty MOOR  
Ere long will Vaile, and give his Triumphs o'er;  
Yet we shall make this bold USURPER bow,  
And fetch the Honour from his black eyed brow,  
The LAUREL Crown for Warlike TEVEOT made  
Snatched off by GAYLAND, withers in a shade:  
Thy Valour is Eclipsed thou Son of Night,  
Virtue from thy black Soul is darkened quite.  
What Champion fought with greater bravery  
Then fiery TEVEOT, which his Foes slavery  
Can often manifest, each dreadful blow  
Foretold the Enemy of his Overthrow,  
In every Battle he would first engage,  
The LIZBIAN Lion in his Rampant rage  
Was his true EMBLEM, for his Enemies falls  
His Warlike Drums beat doleful Funerals.  
While thundering shot did fly back with the breath  
Of fury, each Granado whispering death.  
There in the clouds of Smoke with winged speed  
DEATH galloped through the Army with a Reed,  
To measure out the Graves, of them which he  
Had sent to wander to Eternity.  
But now the matchless TEVEOT is fallen down  
Unto a Moor, for a more glorious Crown  
Then that of LAUREL, not by VALOUR KILLED  
But treacherous AMBUSCADOES Hedges filled:  
To Rifle this rich Cabinet of a Prize  
More Good, more Glorious, then in India lies,  
Then boast not Death, being slain by treachery  
In this last Combat, he has conquered thee.   
Jeremiah Rich.   

LONDON, Printed for Henry Marsh at the Prince's Arms in Chancery-Lane, 1664.