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CANTO III.
This CANTO shews, how Will came o're,
To chase the Male-Contents, once more:
Who, under Ingram (as their Head)
Were to deserv'd Destruction led:
'Till at the last, these Rebels fell,
And that is all I have to tell.
To chase the Male-Contents, once more:
Who, under Ingram (as their Head)
Were to deserv'd Destruction led:
'Till at the last, these Rebels fell,
And that is all I have to tell.
The News, that Bacon was departed,
Made Berkley once again light-hearted.
Made Berkley once again light-hearted.
BUT, tho' Nat's dead, yet sad Distraction,
Springs from the Root of Bacon's Faction:
The Rebels for the good old Cause,
Persist 'gainst Governour and Laws,
Who Might and Main, intended still,
With bloody Rods, to Whip poor Will,
By Fighting under Ingram's Banners,
And Whaley's; whose rebellious Manners,
(Like Lambert and like Fleetwood bold)
Provok'd Sir William, now grown old,
To try if he could stem the Tide,
Of Treason, and ambitious Pride,
That like a sudden Inundation,
Had drove him from his Habitation.
Springs from the Root of Bacon's Faction:
The Rebels for the good old Cause,
Persist 'gainst Governour and Laws,
Who Might and Main, intended still,
With bloody Rods, to Whip poor Will,
By Fighting under Ingram's Banners,
And Whaley's; whose rebellious Manners,
(Like Lambert and like Fleetwood bold)
Provok'd Sir William, now grown old,
To try if he could stem the Tide,
Of Treason, and ambitious Pride,
That like a sudden Inundation,
Had drove him from his Habitation.
HE then conceiv'd, the surest Way
To quash the Rebels o're the Bay,
Was now to strike, whilst Iron's hot,
And so make Traytors go to Pot;
Before they could their Courage rally,
So now he thought not fit to dally.
To quash the Rebels o're the Bay,
Was now to strike, whilst Iron's hot,
And so make Traytors go to Pot;
Before they could their Courage rally,
So now he thought not fit to dally.
THUS, at Noll's Death (as Stories tell us)
Will dockt the Rump of the Rebellious;
Of civil Wars, first clipt the Pinions,
Proclaiming Charles in his Dominions.
Will dockt the Rump of the Rebellious;
Of civil Wars, first clipt the Pinions,
Proclaiming Charles in his Dominions.
FOR of VIRGINIAN Territory,
'Tis said to their immortal Glory,
This Antient Colony most Loial,
Stuck longest firm to Party Royal;
And having last 'gainst Cromwell stood,
Did first restore the Common Good;
Being of all the English reckon'd,
The First that dare own CHARLES the Second.
'Tis said to their immortal Glory,
This Antient Colony most Loial,
Stuck longest firm to Party Royal;
And having last 'gainst Cromwell stood,
Did first restore the Common Good;
Being of all the English reckon'd,
The First that dare own CHARLES the Second.
ALL this was done (as we are told)
Under Sir William, Wise and Bold;
Who now to save his youthful Praise,
In his declining aged Days,
Did bravely rouse his drooping Sprits,
And (to augment his former Merits)
For Good of King and Colony,
Resolves to Conquer, or to Dye.
Under Sir William, Wise and Bold;
Who now to save his youthful Praise,
In his declining aged Days,
Did bravely rouse his drooping Sprits,
And (to augment his former Merits)
For Good of King and Colony,
Resolves to Conquer, or to Dye.
THE Scene thus chang'd, it was not long
Before he sent a Party strong,
In Sloop or Shallop (which you please)
From Accomack, Nat's Friends to seize;
That on York-Banks, the Coast to guard,
At Auborn's House kept Watch and Ward:
Where Col'nel Hansford, with some others,
Who, in Rebellion, were sworn Brothers;
Was after some Resistance made,
By Auborn's wanton Wife betray'd;
And thence across the Bay convey'd,
And hang'd at Accomack, 'tis said.
Before he sent a Party strong,
In Sloop or Shallop (which you please)
From Accomack, Nat's Friends to seize;
That on York-Banks, the Coast to guard,
At Auborn's House kept Watch and Ward:
Where Col'nel Hansford, with some others,
Who, in Rebellion, were sworn Brothers;
Was after some Resistance made,
By Auborn's wanton Wife betray'd;
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And hang'd at Accomack, 'tis said.
THIS Expedition being over,
Will (who with Friends did live in Clover)
Of whom the Mob did vilely talk,
Resolv'd the Matter not to baulk:
And so Embarks without Delay,
Then for York-River plows the Bay.
Where having Wind, which prov'd a Flanker,
At Tindall's Point he soon cast Anchor:
From whence, he sends forth Men Six Score,
Bold hardy Soldiers (less or more)
Marching in Ranks, of diff'rent Size,
Few Scatterlopers to surprise,
Of Male-contents, and beardless Boys,
That scarce had left their childish Toys;
Who at a House not far from thence,
In Arms were muster'd, on Pretence
Of standing in their own Defence;
Commanded by th'aforesaid Whaley,
As great a Rogue, as Water Baily.
Will (who with Friends did live in Clover)
Of whom the Mob did vilely talk,
Resolv'd the Matter not to baulk:
And so Embarks without Delay,
Then for York-River plows the Bay.
Where having Wind, which prov'd a Flanker,
At Tindall's Point he soon cast Anchor:
From whence, he sends forth Men Six Score,
Bold hardy Soldiers (less or more)
Marching in Ranks, of diff'rent Size,
Few Scatterlopers to surprise,
Of Male-contents, and beardless Boys,
That scarce had left their childish Toys;
Who at a House not far from thence,
In Arms were muster'd, on Pretence
Of standing in their own Defence;
Commanded by th'aforesaid Whaley,
As great a Rogue, as Water Baily.
BUT, lest his Soldiers should prove tardy,
He sent some Friends, both bold and hardy,
(As faithful Ludwell,) with Intent,
To give the more Encouragement;
Lest Hubert, who Commander went,
Should sail again in his Descent;
Who of the Wound, was now quite well,
He got, when he at James-Town sell.
He sent some Friends, both bold and hardy,
(As faithful Ludwell,) with Intent,
To give the more Encouragement;
Lest Hubert, who Commander went,
Should sail again in his Descent;
Who of the Wound, was now quite well,
He got, when he at James-Town sell.
THESE now at Piny-point safe landed
By Hu (as said before) commanded;
Their Heads do first together lay,
To study out the safest Way,
Without much Loss, to win the Day;
On which they did not long consult,
Before they came to this Result,
That is: If Centry should demand
Who's there, or order them to stand,
To seize and gagg him; then Pell-mell,
To enter into Rebels Cell;
Which had no Barricades by Chance,
So they the easier might advance,
And take the House in Dusk of Night,
Without the Risque of bloody Fight.
By Hu (as said before) commanded;
Their Heads do first together lay,
To study out the safest Way,
Without much Loss, to win the Day;
On which they did not long consult,
Before they came to this Result,
That is: If Centry should demand
Who's there, or order them to stand,
To seize and gagg him; then Pell-mell,
To enter into Rebels Cell;
Which had no Barricades by Chance,
So they the easier might advance,
And take the House in Dusk of Night,
Without the Risque of bloody Fight.
BUT, pray behold the bad Conclusion,
Of this well grounded Resolution:
For 'stead of this to Centry's Call,
They made Reply with Musquet Ball.
So they by Centry were betray'd,
Who, when they Shot, loud Hollw'ing made,
To give Alarm to those i'th' House,
Who scarce awake, half drunk soon rouse
To Arms, and headlong fal'ing out,
Put Farrell and his Men to Rout;
Who dropping instantly a Stern,
Secur'd themselves behind a Barn,
To which i'th' Dark, they quickly got,
To screen themselves from Rebels Shot:
Where long they pelted at each other,
Tho' none was kill'd in all this Pother,
Excepting Hubert, who i'th' Chase,
Fell once again upon his Face;
When pop came Ball, from Musquet Barrel,
That thro' the Back shot Hubert Farrell.
Of this well grounded Resolution:
For 'stead of this to Centry's Call,
They made Reply with Musquet Ball.
So they by Centry were betray'd,
Who, when they Shot, loud Hollw'ing made,
To give Alarm to those i'th' House,
Who scarce awake, half drunk soon rouse
To Arms, and headlong fal'ing out,
Put Farrell and his Men to Rout;
Who dropping instantly a Stern,
Secur'd themselves behind a Barn,
To which i'th' Dark, they quickly got,
To screen themselves from Rebels Shot:
Where long they pelted at each other,
Tho' none was kill'd in all this Pother,
Excepting Hubert, who i'th' Chase,
Fell once again upon his Face;
When pop came Ball, from Musquet Barrel,
That thro' the Back shot Hubert Farrell.
THUS stoutest Braggadochio must
At last lay's Honour in the Dust:
So Pitcher now, you see is broke,
At James Town crack'd, by Random Stroke
From Nat; as I before have spoke.
At last lay's Honour in the Dust:
So Pitcher now, you see is broke,
At James Town crack'd, by Random Stroke
From Nat; as I before have spoke.
HIS Men observing him to fall,
Not by the Sword, as did King Saul,
Aboard their Vessel, hast in Hurry,
T' avoid the Danger of the Florry;
Thro' thick and thin, thro' Mire and Sands,
One Pair of Heels, worth Two of Hands;
Happy the Man, that first can get
To Shallop, tho' like drown'd Rat wet,
Higgledy Piggledy Malpas shot,
Heels over Heads, away they trot,
'Till safe unto their Boat they got:
Ev'n those that others Legs did use,
In getting out (to save their Shoes)
Run on their own Legs now, to choose.
Not by the Sword, as did King Saul,
Aboard their Vessel, hast in Hurry,
T' avoid the Danger of the Florry;
Thro' thick and thin, thro' Mire and Sands,
One Pair of Heels, worth Two of Hands;
Happy the Man, that first can get
To Shallop, tho' like drown'd Rat wet,
Higgledy Piggledy Malpas shot,
Heels over Heads, away they trot,
'Till safe unto their Boat they got:
Ev'n those that others Legs did use,
In getting out (to save their Shoes)
Run on their own Legs now, to choose.
WHEN Hubert's miss'd, streight four or five,
Resolve to find him dead or' live,
Who for their Valour dearly paid,
Being by Whaley Pris'ner made.
Resolve to find him dead or' live,
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Being by Whaley Pris'ner made.
NOW, though Sir William lost the Day,
By Hubert basely giv'n away;
Yet Gloster Men, full Thirty Score,
With Middlesexians many more,
B'ing rais'd, he's brisker than before.
By Hubert basely giv'n away;
Yet Gloster Men, full Thirty Score,
With Middlesexians many more,
B'ing rais'd, he's brisker than before.
BUT, see the Turns of Fate; for soon,
His Matters go but badly on;
For Ingram had no sooner heard
That all this Force for Will appear'd,
But streight he sent Lieutenant Walkett,
To Middlesex, to try to baulk it;
Who march'd with thirty able Horse,
The choicest of the Rebels Force;
And kept the Fort from Major Smith,
A Friend of Berkley's (spight of's Teeth)
For all he had Five Hundred Men,
So Smith soon marches back again
To Dwelling House of Mr. Pate,
Where Matters were in dismal State.
His Matters go but badly on;
For Ingram had no sooner heard
That all this Force for Will appear'd,
But streight he sent Lieutenant Walkett,
To Middlesex, to try to baulk it;
Who march'd with thirty able Horse,
The choicest of the Rebels Force;
And kept the Fort from Major Smith,
A Friend of Berkley's (spight of's Teeth)
For all he had Five Hundred Men,
So Smith soon marches back again
To Dwelling House of Mr. Pate,
Where Matters were in dismal State.
FOR, Ingram having Information,
That Smith had left Pate's Habitation,
Whips in between the House and Major,
And swore like Tinker in his Rage, Sir;
“That'less the Garr'son would surrender
“On Terms that he should please to tender,
“He'd Shoot, or Burn, or Hang, or Kill,
“Each Person that declar'd for Will”:
Which naughty Words, of wicked Whoreson,
Did so affright poor Captain Parson,
Whom Smith had left to guard the House,
(In Peace a Man, in War a Mouse)
That, not accustom'd to such Sport,
He forthwith gives him up the Fort,
Resolving now to mind his Church,
And ne'er more leave her in the Lurch;
But stick to's Text, and mind his Book,
Since Mars had such a dismal Look;
Ne'er fight again, with temp'ral Sword,
But fight the Battle of the Lord;
And never use a Sword at all,
Besides the Sword that's spirit'al.
That Smith had left Pate's Habitation,
Whips in between the House and Major,
And swore like Tinker in his Rage, Sir;
“That'less the Garr'son would surrender
“On Terms that he should please to tender,
“He'd Shoot, or Burn, or Hang, or Kill,
“Each Person that declar'd for Will”:
Which naughty Words, of wicked Whoreson,
Did so affright poor Captain Parson,
Whom Smith had left to guard the House,
(In Peace a Man, in War a Mouse)
That, not accustom'd to such Sport,
He forthwith gives him up the Fort,
Resolving now to mind his Church,
And ne'er more leave her in the Lurch;
But stick to's Text, and mind his Book,
Since Mars had such a dismal Look;
Ne'er fight again, with temp'ral Sword,
But fight the Battle of the Lord;
And never use a Sword at all,
Besides the Sword that's spirit'al.
INGRAM, obtaining this Rendition,
Found Store of Arms and Ammunition,
With Provender for Man and Beast,
Which was laid in for Captain Priest:
On which he feasts, yet had the Sense
To keep in Posture of Defence;
Lest Major Smith should in the Centre,
Of all his Jollity re-enter;
And spoil his Stomach, by insisting
On Satisfaction, for such Twisting
Of Ducks and Capons (well worth praising)
And Roasters not of his own raising.
Found Store of Arms and Ammunition,
With Provender for Man and Beast,
Which was laid in for Captain Priest:
On which he feasts, yet had the Sense
To keep in Posture of Defence;
Lest Major Smith should in the Centre,
Of all his Jollity re-enter;
And spoil his Stomach, by insisting
On Satisfaction, for such Twisting
Of Ducks and Capons (well worth praising)
And Roasters not of his own raising.
SMITH, like a Lion to his Den,
Was now return'd, to Pate's again;
Where much against his Expectation,
He Ingram found in Warlike Station,
Which prov'd to him a sad Vexation:
It made him Mad; but yet not quite
Enough to make him Ingram Fight;
Having more Wit in this his Anger,
Than to fall foul on this great Stranger.
Was now return'd, to Pate's again;
Where much against his Expectation,
He Ingram found in Warlike Station,
Which prov'd to him a sad Vexation:
It made him Mad; but yet not quite
Enough to make him Ingram Fight;
Having more Wit in this his Anger,
Than to fall foul on this great Stranger.
WHILST Ingram, on the other Hand,
Did but on Part Defensive stand.
Each fear'd the Dance first to begin,
So Curs at one another grin.
Thus they continue Scolding, Bawling,
Like Cats in Cockloft Caterwawling:
Tho' some o'th' Rebels were for Blows,
Being half starv'd, for want of Cloaths,
Who env'ing Spruce Berkleian's Bravery,
Long'd for their Cloaths, to cloak their Knavery;
Whilst other Ingramites thought best,
Tho' naked, in whole Skins to rest;
Who on the Belly fully bent,
With Meat and Drink were well content.
Did but on Part Defensive stand.
Each fear'd the Dance first to begin,
So Curs at one another grin.
Thus they continue Scolding, Bawling,
Like Cats in Cockloft Caterwawling:
Tho' some o'th' Rebels were for Blows,
Being half starv'd, for want of Cloaths,
Who env'ing Spruce Berkleian's Bravery,
Long'd for their Cloaths, to cloak their Knavery;
Whilst other Ingramites thought best,
Tho' naked, in whole Skins to rest;
Who on the Belly fully bent,
With Meat and Drink were well content.
BUT now lets us take a Turn, and see
How Major Smith, and's Men agree.
He and some more Glocestrian Gentry,
Were into Pate's for forcing Entry;
Who bold and zealous were for Battle,
To Life or Limb tho' ne'er so fatal.
How Major Smith, and's Men agree.
He and some more Glocestrian Gentry,
Were into Pate's for forcing Entry;
Who bold and zealous were for Battle,
To Life or Limb tho' ne'er so fatal.
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OTHERS (by far the better Christians)
Wanted Retreat to greater Distance;
Who thought to spill Man's Blood was heinous;
Saying, the Guilt of Blood sha'nt stain us.
Wanted Retreat to greater Distance;
Who thought to spill Man's Blood was heinous;
Saying, the Guilt of Blood sha'nt stain us.
A MIDDLE Sort, I now must mention,
That had a kind of mixt Intention;
Who wisely minded, that there are
Most bloody Accidents in War;
But that on t'other Hand to fly,
Would brand them with black Infamy.
That had a kind of mixt Intention;
Who wisely minded, that there are
Most bloody Accidents in War;
But that on t'other Hand to fly,
Would brand them with black Infamy.
THIS Sort propose Capitulation,
To save their Lives and Reputation.
In this Tripartite Strife, at last
The light heel'd Gentry t'others cast.
To save their Lives and Reputation.
In this Tripartite Strife, at last
The light heel'd Gentry t'others cast.
THEN each Man down his Arms does lay,
And wing'd with Fear, all run away;
Who, tho' they save their Hides and Cloaths,
Yet thus their Arms and Honour lose;
Nay spoil their Coat, with Blot of Coward,
Saith Herauld, under Marshal Howard.
And wing'd with Fear, all run away;
Who, tho' they save their Hides and Cloaths,
Yet thus their Arms and Honour lose;
Nay spoil their Coat, with Blot of Coward,
Saith Herauld, under Marshal Howard.
LIKE harmless Lambs, they're now become,
Who bluster'd at first Noise of Drum,
And roar'd like Phalaris's Bull,
With Rage and windy Courage full,
A mighty Cry, but little Wool.
Who bluster'd at first Noise of Drum,
And roar'd like Phalaris's Bull,
With Rage and windy Courage full,
A mighty Cry, but little Wool.
LIKE Lewis, Smith with many Men
March'd out, and then run back again.
March'd out, and then run back again.
NOW comes the Trick of Captain Grantham,
Which some think base; but I think handsome:
He long had traded in the Parts,
Knew Planters Tempers and their Hearts;
And had great Infl'ence far and near,
Either for Int'rest, Love, or Fear;
As many worthy Traders have,
Who in their Hands still keep the Staff;
By keeping Planters Egg in Nest,
Pray don't be Mad, 'tis but a Jest.
Which some think base; but I think handsome:
He long had traded in the Parts,
Knew Planters Tempers and their Hearts;
And had great Infl'ence far and near,
Either for Int'rest, Love, or Fear;
As many worthy Traders have,
Who in their Hands still keep the Staff;
By keeping Planters Egg in Nest,
Pray don't be Mad, 'tis but a Jest.
THIS Captain, cut out for the Work,
I'th Nick of Time arriv'd in York;
And privately on Will attending,
Got Management o'th Cause depending;
For Will and he together lay
Their Heads, the Traytors to betray.
I'th Nick of Time arriv'd in York;
And privately on Will attending,
Got Management o'th Cause depending;
For Will and he together lay
Their Heads, the Traytors to betray.
WHEN under Rose, they had agreed,
To Ingram, Grantham goes with Speed,
To try what could be done by Skill,
Since Arms had fail'd i'th Cause of Will.
To Ingram, Grantham goes with Speed,
To try what could be done by Skill,
Since Arms had fail'd i'th Cause of Will.
GRANTHAM, a nat'ral Rhetorician,
A Merchant, Tar, and Politician,
Did try with Words, as smooth as Oil,
If he could stubborn Ingram foil,
And Walkett, both to Reason bring;
‘Who taking Arms against the King,
‘Had Lives and Fortunes forfeited,
‘And were in Law already dead:
‘As Grantham told them; adding further,
‘He really thought it wilful Murder
‘To kill poor Subjects, on Pretence
‘Of standing in their own Defence;
‘Which could not be, since (as he heard)
‘They by Nat's Compass blindly steer'd;
‘So if their Course they would not alter,
‘They'd soon be moar'd to Tree, by Halter:
‘So begg'd them well to weigh the Case,
‘And Mercy by all Means embrace,
‘Whilst certain Mercy could be found,
‘Before the Men of War struck Ground,
‘With Men 'tixt Decks, and Arms i'th Hold,
‘Chuck-full, like Grecian Horse of Old’.
Thus he advis'd them to submit
To Government, if they thought fit.
A Merchant, Tar, and Politician,
Did try with Words, as smooth as Oil,
If he could stubborn Ingram foil,
And Walkett, both to Reason bring;
‘Who taking Arms against the King,
‘Had Lives and Fortunes forfeited,
‘And were in Law already dead:
‘As Grantham told them; adding further,
‘He really thought it wilful Murder
‘To kill poor Subjects, on Pretence
‘Of standing in their own Defence;
‘Which could not be, since (as he heard)
‘They by Nat's Compass blindly steer'd;
‘So if their Course they would not alter,
‘They'd soon be moar'd to Tree, by Halter:
‘So begg'd them well to weigh the Case,
‘And Mercy by all Means embrace,
‘Whilst certain Mercy could be found,
‘Before the Men of War struck Ground,
‘With Men 'tixt Decks, and Arms i'th Hold,
‘Chuck-full, like Grecian Horse of Old’.
Thus he advis'd them to submit
To Government, if they thought fit.
AT this, they both began to look
As if they had been Thunder-struck,
Which Sligo saw; and then said he,
‘Since you dead-hearted seem to be,
‘I will with Berkley stand your Friend,
‘Who to request may condescend,
‘(Perhaps) a piteous Ear to lend:
‘If you surrender to his Mercy,
‘He'll pardon (I believe by Hear-say:)
‘Besides, some Time with him I spent,
‘Before I last to England went;
‘And then to me he seem'd inclin'd
‘To be compassionate and kind:
‘So knowing him, and knowing you,
‘I'll tell you what you'd best to do;
‘And if you'll do as I wou'd have you,
‘I dare believe, that I can save you’.
As if they had been Thunder-struck,
Which Sligo saw; and then said he,
‘Since you dead-hearted seem to be,
‘I will with Berkley stand your Friend,
‘Who to request may condescend,
‘(Perhaps) a piteous Ear to lend:
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‘He'll pardon (I believe by Hear-say:)
‘Besides, some Time with him I spent,
‘Before I last to England went;
‘And then to me he seem'd inclin'd
‘To be compassionate and kind:
‘So knowing him, and knowing you,
‘I'll tell you what you'd best to do;
‘And if you'll do as I wou'd have you,
‘I dare believe, that I can save you’.
THIS friendly cordial Advice,
Made both the Wolves, as quank as Mice;
Both condescending for to take
The Terms that he should for them make:
The Terms agreed, he does propose
That they their Minds must not disclose,
Nor let their Army know what he
With both their Honours did agree;
But in their Noddles private keep all,
'Till he had fathomed the People.
Made both the Wolves, as quank as Mice;
Both condescending for to take
The Terms that he should for them make:
The Terms agreed, he does propose
That they their Minds must not disclose,
Nor let their Army know what he
With both their Honours did agree;
But in their Noddles private keep all,
'Till he had fathomed the People.
THIS done, the Captain tacks about,
And next address'd the Rebel-Rout;
But with these Folks, sly Grantham found
That he should gain but little Ground,
Unless with Wheedles he could nick 'em,
And so into a Halter trick 'em;
Well knowing that he had to do
With Runaways and Freemen too.
At length he saith; ‘Good Gentlemen,
‘You know, that I long Time have been
‘A Trader here, where I have got
‘A deal to help to boil my Pot;
‘But now (I tell you to my Cost)
‘My Trade is likely to be lost,
‘Whilst you bear Arms in this your Post;
‘Poor Crops are made, Tobacco low;
‘What I shall do, I do not know,
‘For whilst you here are nothing doing,
‘Merchant and Planter run to Ruin;
‘You have been all, saith he (good Sirs)
‘My Friends, Acquaintance, Customers;
‘And often have had Room to try
‘My Kindness to the Colony;
‘B'ing bound in Interest and Honour,
‘To love and value such a Donor;
‘But you 'bove all (and then he swore)
‘Who have been Dealers at my Store:
‘Excuse me therefore, if I be
‘For your own Good, too frank and free:
‘I left a Fleet moar'd in the Downs,
‘Freighted with Redcoats, Bloody Hounds!
‘That CHARLES has sent to aid Sir William,
‘To seize the Rebels, and to kill 'em.
And next address'd the Rebel-Rout;
But with these Folks, sly Grantham found
That he should gain but little Ground,
Unless with Wheedles he could nick 'em,
And so into a Halter trick 'em;
Well knowing that he had to do
With Runaways and Freemen too.
At length he saith; ‘Good Gentlemen,
‘You know, that I long Time have been
‘A Trader here, where I have got
‘A deal to help to boil my Pot;
‘But now (I tell you to my Cost)
‘My Trade is likely to be lost,
‘Whilst you bear Arms in this your Post;
‘Poor Crops are made, Tobacco low;
‘What I shall do, I do not know,
‘For whilst you here are nothing doing,
‘Merchant and Planter run to Ruin;
‘You have been all, saith he (good Sirs)
‘My Friends, Acquaintance, Customers;
‘And often have had Room to try
‘My Kindness to the Colony;
‘B'ing bound in Interest and Honour,
‘To love and value such a Donor;
‘But you 'bove all (and then he swore)
‘Who have been Dealers at my Store:
‘Excuse me therefore, if I be
‘For your own Good, too frank and free:
‘I left a Fleet moar'd in the Downs,
‘Freighted with Redcoats, Bloody Hounds!
‘That CHARLES has sent to aid Sir William,
‘To seize the Rebels, and to kill 'em.
AT this they glibly swallow Bait,
And for Advice impatient wait;
Which they request, that he would give 'em,
And at this ticklish Point relieve 'em.
He soon reply'd, ‘I'll go and try,
To sound Sir William, by and by;
‘I dare believe his Heart is tender:
‘And he'll forgive, if you surrender
‘On Terms like these: As first suppose,
‘There was Indemnity for those
‘That Freemen are and good Freeholders;
‘And then for all the listed Soldiers,
‘Suppose for them I get their Pay,
‘And get the Servants freed, what say y’?
And for Advice impatient wait;
Which they request, that he would give 'em,
And at this ticklish Point relieve 'em.
He soon reply'd, ‘I'll go and try,
To sound Sir William, by and by;
‘I dare believe his Heart is tender:
‘And he'll forgive, if you surrender
‘On Terms like these: As first suppose,
‘There was Indemnity for those
‘That Freemen are and good Freeholders;
‘And then for all the listed Soldiers,
‘Suppose for them I get their Pay,
‘And get the Servants freed, what say y’?
TO this they soon unan'mously
With Thanks and Joy did all agree:
But yet before with them he parted,
Thinking the Gen'rals hollow-hearted,
He bid them not let Ingram know
What they had thus contriv'd to do;
Lest he and Walkett should prevent,
What was their Int'rest and Intent.
This done, they parted, Grantham went
Down to his Ship, they to the Tent.
With Thanks and Joy did all agree:
But yet before with them he parted,
Thinking the Gen'rals hollow-hearted,
He bid them not let Ingram know
What they had thus contriv'd to do;
Lest he and Walkett should prevent,
What was their Int'rest and Intent.
This done, they parted, Grantham went
Down to his Ship, they to the Tent.
BUT 'twas not long e're Grantham brought
The Pardon, which the Rebels sought;
Which being drawn in ample Manner,
Induc'd them soon to strick their Banner.
The Pardon, which the Rebels sought;
Which being drawn in ample Manner,
Induc'd them soon to strick their Banner.
NEXT Day a board a Sloop they'r stow'd,
And down to Tindal's-point are tow'd,
Their Arms b'ing first secur'd with Care,
Lest they should still persist in War.
And down to Tindal's-point are tow'd,
Their Arms b'ing first secur'd with Care,
Lest they should still persist in War.
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OH how Will treats them with good Cheer!
With Pork, and Beef, and Drams, and Beer.
Then after mutal Compliment,
Each to their Habitation went.
With Pork, and Beef, and Drams, and Beer.
Then after mutal Compliment,
Each to their Habitation went.
WITH joyful Hearts the Planters set
To Work, with Ax and Hough, to get
Their Bread, which each had often wanted,
Since last they'd Corn and 'Tatoes planted;
Resolving never more to enter,
Nor Corps in civil Wars to venture.
To Work, with Ax and Hough, to get
Their Bread, which each had often wanted,
Since last they'd Corn and 'Tatoes planted;
Resolving never more to enter,
Nor Corps in civil Wars to venture.
NOW Readers you must understand,
You are arriv'd in Sight of Land;
As said Diogenes of old,
When One a tedious Story told.
You are arriv'd in Sight of Land;
As said Diogenes of old,
When One a tedious Story told.
FOR finding the Conclusion near,
There's Land (saith he) brave Boys! don't fear.
Thus you may know by this Allusion,
My Story's almost at Conclusion.
There's Land (saith he) brave Boys! don't fear.
Thus you may know by this Allusion,
My Story's almost at Conclusion.
FOR now Sir William's got ashore,
And safe arriv'd at Home once more,
His House by Friends b'ing now retaken
From Garrison, put there by Bacon:
Whence Goods and Prog were took, but Drummond
And poor French Valet, paid for some on't,
Who almost starv'd and famish'd found,
Were soon truss'd up, Twelve Foot from Ground.
And safe arriv'd at Home once more,
His House by Friends b'ing now retaken
From Garrison, put there by Bacon:
Whence Goods and Prog were took, but Drummond
And poor French Valet, paid for some on't,
Who almost starv'd and famish'd found,
Were soon truss'd up, Twelve Foot from Ground.
AND now each Party seem'd at Ease,
Supposing nought could break their Peace,
When Council and Assembly thought,
That some o'th archest Rebels ought,
By Death to make some Satisfaction,
For all the Ills of late Distraction,
To frighten Folks from trayt'rous Action.
Supposing nought could break their Peace,
When Council and Assembly thought,
That some o'th archest Rebels ought,
By Death to make some Satisfaction,
For all the Ills of late Distraction,
To frighten Folks from trayt'rous Action.
THEN here and there did Rebel swing,
On Limbs of Trees, like Dogs in String.
To put the Saddle on right Horse,
The vilest hangs in Chains in Course;
So 'Tony Arnold, who kept Ferry,
Was thus prefer'd to Charon's Wherry.
On Limbs of Trees, like Dogs in String.
To put the Saddle on right Horse,
The vilest hangs in Chains in Course;
So 'Tony Arnold, who kept Ferry,
Was thus prefer'd to Charon's Wherry.
THUS oft the Villains Offspring find
Just Vengeance, when a like inclin'd
To do the same, as Dad had done,
And into Punishment will run.
Just Vengeance, when a like inclin'd
To do the same, as Dad had done,
And into Punishment will run.
MAY all such Rebels to the State,
For Arnold's Crimes have Arnold's Fate,
Which basest Rebel did attone,
For Hundreds, who less Harm had done.
For Arnold's Crimes have Arnold's Fate,
Which basest Rebel did attone,
For Hundreds, who less Harm had done.
NOW, having told o'th' greatest Villain,
You can't expect me to go still on;
And other Rebels Names bespatter,
So Mum's the Word about this Matter.
I've said enough, I really think;
The more 'tis stir'd, the more 'twill stink.
You can't expect me to go still on;
And other Rebels Names bespatter,
So Mum's the Word about this Matter.
I've said enough, I really think;
The more 'tis stir'd, the more 'twill stink.
SO much for Hanging and for Killing,
Enough (I hope) for half Five Shillings;
For I v'e no more of this to tell,
'Ere you read Sotweed rest a Spell,
So for the present, Sirs, Farewell.
Enough (I hope) for half Five Shillings;
For I v'e no more of this to tell,
'Ere you read Sotweed rest a Spell,
So for the present, Sirs, Farewell.
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