The Tyranny Of the Dutch against The English Wherein is exactly declared the (almost unvaluable) loss which the Commonwealth of England hath sustained by their Usurpation. And likewise the Sufferings and Losses of Abraham Woofe, then Factor at Lantore, and others in the island of Banda. Formerly Collected in loose Sheets by Mr. Woofe himself, and now Illustrated and extracted out of his Papers; By John Quarles |
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The Explanation of the FRONTESPIECE.
Lantore
being taken, see what haste they make
To murther children for their Parents sake,
And Parents for their own; see how they lye,
(Ah could th' Insculptor but ingrave their cry)
Pickl'd in blood, whilst Mr. Woof's distress
Sadly instructs him to expect no less.
To murther children for their Parents sake,
And Parents for their own; see how they lye,
(Ah could th' Insculptor but ingrave their cry)
Pickl'd in blood, whilst Mr. Woof's distress
Sadly instructs him to expect no less.
Observe his fellow Captive, see their armes
Are linck'd together; but Alas their harmes
Were much unlike; the one receiv'd a stroak,
Which free'd his neck from the tyrannick yooak
Of the enslaving Dutch; behold he lies
A miserable headless Sacrifice:
See how his humbled head salutes the feet
Of Death, expecting Woofe, who feares to meet
A second stroke, which made him start, but he
Being shoulder'd down, beheld the Tragedie,
But acted not; this done, to make the most
Of what they had, they ty'd him to a Post
Between two Captives; after this they sent,
These three, fast ty'd (for further punishment)
Aboard their ship, call'd Holland, where they had
Plenty enough, of grief, to make them mad;
Are linck'd together; but Alas their harmes
Were much unlike; the one receiv'd a stroak,
Which free'd his neck from the tyrannick yooak
Of the enslaving Dutch; behold he lies
A miserable headless Sacrifice:
See how his humbled head salutes the feet
Of Death, expecting Woofe, who feares to meet
A second stroke, which made him start, but he
Being shoulder'd down, beheld the Tragedie,
But acted not; this done, to make the most
Of what they had, they ty'd him to a Post
Between two Captives; after this they sent,
These three, fast ty'd (for further punishment)
Aboard their ship, call'd Holland, where they had
Plenty enough, of grief, to make them mad;
But Heaven thought good, to make this truth appeare,
By Woofe; then clowded there, now shining here.
By Woofe; then clowded there, now shining here.
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