Londeriados. Lib. I.
Containeth the Occasion of the War, viz. The great growth of Popery, in England, Scotland and Ireland, in the late King James's Reign, his attempting to repeal the Penal Laws, and the committing the Bishops to the Tower for opposing it. The Prince of Orange being invited, enters England with an Army, and rescues it from Popery and Slavery: K. James flies to France, and begs Aid to reinforce his Army in Ireland under Talbot; He obtains Six Thousand French; Lands in Ireland, and calls a Parliament, and breaks the English Establishment; which forced the Protestants in the North of Ireland to rise in Arms to defend themselves: Ʋpon which he calls a Council of War, and sends an Army to reduce them. The Number and Quality of K. James's Army, their March to the North. The Number and Quality of the Protestant Forces: Their General Londee's Treachery, their defeat at Cladyford, and Retreat to London-dery: and the approach of the Irish and French Forces to London-dery.
Sect. 1.
I Sing the Men, who Dery did restore
To the condition, as it was before.
They taught the French that Cities might withstand
Their Storms and Bombs under a good command.
Why should Heroick Deeds in silence be?
Since Poets are of the Fraternity.
Assist me Muse? whilst I the Siege do sing,
Into my mem'ry all the matter bring?
Inspire my tongue? when I the causes tell,
How the dire War, how this fam'd Siege befell;
How the Townstands, how the proud foe advance,
How they're repuls'd, and who great fame enhanse.
Sect. 2. The Occasion of the War.
THe Popish bigots did so far prevail,
As to attempt the Penal Laws repeal;
Which being oppos'd by the seven mitred lights,
King James commits them to the Tower to rights.
This daring Action open'd Englands Eye,
To see their loss of Truth and Liberty:
The Prince of Orange they did then Invite
To enter England, and support their Right.
The gen'rous Prince, but now our lawful King,
Did only thirteen thousand with him bring;
Who rescu'd England soon from Popery,
And sent King James abroad immediately,
A second time to crave for Foreign Aid;
Who humbly thus to's Gallick Brother pray'd.
Sect. 3. K. James's Application to the K. of France for Aid.
DRead Sir? your poor distressed Brother James,
Succours according to the League he claims.
England again has forced me to fly,
For life and safety to your Majesty;
I trusted too much to their Non-resistance,
Which makes me now this treachery to instance.
The Prince of Orange has usurp't my Throne;
And now there's nothing I can call my own:
Ireland excepted, where Tyrconnel stands,
Loyal and Faithful to my just demands:
He forty thousand Native Irish hath,
Who in my Cause will spend their dearest breath.
There's Maxwell, Mackarty and Hamilton,
Brave Sarsfield, Shelden and Teague-O Regan:
Fit to Conduct our Forces in that Land;
Who will be Faithful to Our just Command.
But in the North a stubborn City lies,
On which I've cause to look with jealous eyes.
It's Dery call'd, and fully cramb'd by those,
That Roman Doctrine and its Friends oppose.
Besides the Lord Montjoy, I fear him more,
Than all the Subjects on the Irish shore:
Him the Scots-Party have chose for their Guide
And vow'd to fight in no Command beside.
I Against those some veteran Troops demand,
To reinforce our Army in that Land.
Sect. 4. The King of France's Answer.
TO him great Lewis gave attentive ear,
And thus reply'd, Dear Brother never fear?
With that he drew his Sword, and nobly swore,
I'le never sheath thee, till I you restore.
I'le transport over to the Irish Coast,
Six Thousand Horse and Foot out of my Host:
These will suffice to open the Campeign;
I'le add some more to forward your design.
Maimont, Lozin and Rose shall Gen'rals be,
Marquis Anlieur, Boiston, and brave Pontee.
And least the Prince should any Troops send o're,
I'le cause my Fleet ride on the Irish shoar.
Sect. 5. The Lord Montjoy Prisoner in France.
WHilst one thus prays, & t'other thus replies
Behold Expresses from Tyrconnel flyes;
To the French Court; 'mongst whom for to decoy
They sent the Brave and Noble Lord Montjoy:
Pretending to consult King James's mind,
If Talbot might the Government resign.
But he could scarce his Errand fully tell,
Till he was sent Pris'ner to the Bastile.
The Dery Party their great loss solace,
And all their hopes in Adam Murray place;
For Londee he was treacherous and base.
And thus our Hero secretly prepares,
All things convenient for the bloody Wars;
He view'd Londee with a careful eye,
And daily checks his subtile treachery,
Sect, 6. King James lands in Ireland.
MEan time K. James lands on the Irish Coast,
In greatest spendor with his Gallick Host.
Great was the joy and triumphs of that day;
For th'Irish began to divide the prey:
Nor King nor Talbot could restrain their pride,
For they did all the English lands divide
This being done, the next and greatest care,
Was to take measures for the future War.
The English Lords, People and Clergy fly,
Who leave the Kingdom to the Irish sway;
And Mass is sung in Christ-Church ev'ry day.
Only the North withstands their furious rage,
And does bad success to their arms presage.
Which to reduce, they us'd a thousand tricks,
But all in vain were th' Irish Politicks.
Threats and rewards with them will take no place,
Nought can force them th'Irish yoak t'embrace.
Sect. 7. King James's Council of War.
THerefore King James calls a Council of War,
And plainly states the matter as they are;
You know, my Friends? the Northern Hereticks
Have still withstood our milder Politicks;
There's nought can conquer them but dint of sword,
We must use force, I see, upon my word.
I've call'd you hither for your sound advice,
Lets think how we may do it in a trice.
If England such true Friends as you had bred,
I ne're had bow'd unto the French for aid.
Sect. 8. Tyrconnels Speech.
UP starts Tyrconnel, and he thus declaim'd,
In my Opinion we may be asham'd,
To suffer such a Bo [...]rish number stand,
In opposition to our just Command.
Ten Thousand of your Maiesty's best Troops,
Will them reduce and frustrate all their hopes:
Send all the French and our best Cavalry,
Thus we may end the War immediately.
Sect. 9. Sarsfield's Opinion.
'GAinst whose Opinion Sarsfield do's enveigh,
And states the matter clear another way.
My Liege? Ten thousand thrice will scarce suffice,
To grapple with such stubborn Enemies:
For we must first oppose them in the Plain,
And then suppose some of our Troops be slain;
Where's a just number to push on a Siege?
Dery will certainly hold out, my Liege?
The valiant Murray's Friends dwell in the Town
And all the neighb'ring Scotsmen are his own:
He's a stout Man, his Trade of late hath bin,
To hunt the Tories, and their Heads bring in:
Let's to the North a puissant Army send,
If we that City to obtain intend.
Sect. 10. Teague Oregan's Speech.
THus the brave Sarsfield. Next spoke Teague Oregan,
In short my Liege? I am of his Opinion.
Wer't to sustain a Siege, I may boldly tell,
No Man in Ireland could my self excell.
To Mann the Counterscrap and line the breach,
These nobler Arts my better genii teach.
But to pickeer and skirmish I know not;
These are as facil, as to drink a Pot.
Thus Berwick, Shelden, and thus all the rest,
Approve great Sarsfield's Sentence as the best.
Sect. 11. The General's Ordered.
THen in all haste Maimont is order'd forth,
With thirty thousand to reduce the North;
Maimont whose early valour on the Rhine,
'Bove all the Gallick Officers did shine.
Him the French King sent to assist King James,
'Gainst each such Subject as his reign declaimes.
Hamilton likewise was next worthy found,
To head the Army on the Irish ground.
He that young Temple had out-witted so,
That nought but death could expiate the blow.
The wretched Youth 'gainst his false friend exclaims;
And in despair drown'd himself in the Thames.
Sect. 12. King James's Horse.
KIng James display'd his Royal Banner then,
To which repair'd these Military Men.
The sound of Drums and Trumpets fills the air;
And every Warlike chief do's hasten there.
Both Horse and Foot crow'd daily to the Plain,
And all appear with a most gaudy Train.
Mars never look't so big in any Field;
With polisht Armour and bright glittering shield.
Of all the gallant Troops that crowded there,
None did so brave as Sarsfield's Horse appear.
Those he had rais'd upon the swift Liffee,
And out of Connaught where his Friends they be.
Next him came valiant Parker with his Men,
On stately Geldings prancing o're the plain.
Those he at Kailes and Navan quickly rais'd;
Then Tarah, County Meath him greatly prais'd.
Next those Tirconnel's Royal Regiment came,
Who from Minuth obtain'd a mighty name:
Though they were of another core of old;
But in Kildare great Talbot's praise is told.
Next unto those my Lord Strabanes did prance;
Fagan of Filtrim did his Horse advance.
His Fathers Friends had him forsaken all,
Then for Assistance he fled to Fingall.
My Lord Galmoy's did from Kilkenny ride,
But most were rais'd upon the Barahs side;
His Friends the Butlers did his Regiment fill,
And for his Honour did obey his will.
Luttrell's Reg'ment's from Kings-County brought,
Southerland's Reg'ment's from Tirconnel sought.
Sect. 13. King James's Dragoons.
THe swift Dragoons came next unto the ground,
And plac'd their Standards as they Storage found;
My Lord Obryan his Dragoons did raise,
Upon the banks of Shannon; to whose praise,
Let future ages their great actions tell:
For they the Danes from Ireland did expell.
County of Lowth, Lord Dungan rais'd his Men,
And from Tradath and County of Dublin.
The County Clare Lord Clifford's Troops advance,
Who to the Camp in noble manner prance.
To Antrim and Loughneat Sir Neal Oneal,
Did for his Reg'ment of Dragoons appeal.
In Tipperary, Purcell rais'd his Men;
Who in brave order rode into the Plain.
In Kings and Queens County brave Luttrel rais'd
His Regiment, who for his valour's prais'd.
The last Dragoons that came into the plain,
Were Col'nel Cottrel's, all brave lufty Men,
Sect. 14. King James's Foot.
THe Drums did beat and Hautboys sweetly play'd,
The gallant Foot marcht next unto the aid.
Ramsey marcht first with his tall Regiment,
To him Tirconnel did the same present.
Near Cork Glencarty rais'd his Regiment,
Who skipt and danced all the way they went.
In antient times his Ancestors were Kings,
O're all that Country which his praises Sings.
Gordon Oneal came next with Heart and Hand,
To fight for's King against his Native Land,
Most of his Foot he rais'd in Tyrone,
Ocane his Nephew join'd some of his own.
Gordon Oneal is that dire Traytor's Son,
Who rais'd a great Rebellion in Tyrone.
In Westmeath, Nugent rais'd his Regiment,
Who to the Camp in gallant Order went.
Roscommon youths brave Dillon's Reg'ment made,
Who marcht with noble courage to the aid.
Barker of Guards the tallest Men he chose,
To grace the Army, and to daunt the Foes.
Mackartymore near Cork a Reg'ment rais'd,
Which for brave Soldiers all the Kingdom prais'd.
The Earl of Antrim's red-shants next went on,
To join the Army in Battalion:
The same from Antrim and Dinluse he drew,
Who t [...] the Camp with noble courage flew.
Lord Slane his Men near to Ardee he chose,
Brave valiant youths fit to oppose the Foes.
Tho' he was stout, and they were valiant,
Yet Gen'ral Ginkle gathers up his Rent.
Great Cav'nagh rais'd a noble Regiment,
With which from Cary to the Camp he went.
Out of Kilkenny Colonel Butler made,
A Regiment, with which he join'd the aid.
From Carrigmacross, and from Mannaghan,
A Regiment was rais'd by Mackmahon.
From Waterford my Lord Tyrone Collects
A Reg'ment which the Name of Powers affects.
Into the Camp Sir Maurice Eustace sent,
From Naas and Kilcullin a Regiment.
Anth'ny Hamilton in the Kings-County,
Raised a noble Reg'ment near Roscreagh.
My Lord of Louth a noble Regiment made,
In his own County which he led to the aid.
About Dundalk Lord Bellue rais'd another,
And let them to the Camp in gallant order.
Sir Michael Creagh, Lord Mayor of Dublin,
Raised a Regiment of valiant Men.
Waughop and Buchan two Scots Gentlemen,
From Tirconnel two Regiments obtain.
All these and many more their station take,
And with brave Men a puissant Army make.
King James he view'd the Forces as they stand,
And gave the Gen'ral Officers Command:
Around the Camp Huzza's did rend the Sky,
And treble Volleys crown'd the Harmony.
He of this Army Thirty Thousand chose,
His Fatal En'mies in the North to'ppose.
In gallant order they their march begun,
And to the North of Ireland quickly run;
Charlemont and Dunganon were their own,
They found no opposition in Tyrone.
Betwixt Tyrone and Donnegal remains,
A silent River swollen by the Rains;
This stopt their March; the Bridge was broken down,
At Cladyford by the adjacent Town.
Here we will leave the Irish to consider,
The best expedient to get o're the River.
Sect. 15. The Protestant Army in the North.
WEll did the Northern Protestants foresee,
The dire effects of this new Tragedy;
How that Religion and Estates must go,
If they yield all up to the common Foe.
A Foe that's seldom merciful and kind
To any Person of a different mind.
They Must'red up near Thirty thousand Men,
Both Horse and Foot in Warlike Discipline.
They chose Londee their Gen'ral, and did grace
The brave Lord Blaney with the second place:
Next 'him Sir Arthur Roydon. These they be
Our Northern Forces Foot and Cavalry:
Upon a spacious Plain near Ballendret,
In gallant order these brave Reg'ments met.
The sound of Drums and Trumpets rent the sky,
To England's Banner these brave chiefs did fly.
Sect. 16. The Protestant Horse, Foot and Dragoons.
SIr Arthur Roydon's Horse rode to the Plain
In Warlike Order, 'bove a Thousand Men:
Some of his Men strong polisht Armour bore;
But he himself a Silken Armour wore.
Above a thousand Foot he thither brought,
Who at Drummore against the Irish fought.
Thither my Lord Mount-Alexander's Horse,
And Foot advance to join the English Force.
Both Horse and Foot the relicts of Drummore,
Where they the shock of th'Irish Army bore:
For he Nore-East a Gen'ral Post obtain'd,
When at Drummore the Irish Army gain'd
The Victory. Young Lord Mountjoys Dragoons
Advanced next, rais'd in his Fathers Towns:
For near to Newton Stuart in Tyrone,
The Neighb'ring Gentlemen are all his own.
The false Londee under Dumbarton bred,
His Fathers Reg'ment of Foot thither led.
Next unto these brave Skivington's Reg'ment
Into the Camp in gallant order went:
From Killeleagh, young Sir George Maxwell,
Was to that Reg'ment Lieutenant Col'nel.
From Ballymanagh the Laird Dontreth's Men,
Were the next Foot that marched to the Plain.
Then Baron Blaney a brave Reg'ment led,
Which near Ardmagh and Blackwater were bred.
Next Montgomery's Foot of Bellilesson,
From Ligachurry the brave Ritchison,
'Mongst which the brave Sir Nicholas Atchison.
Then Audley Mervin from Omagh was sent,
To join our Forces with a Regiment.
Sir John Magill from Down some Forces sent
From Garvagb, Kenney a brave Regiment.
Then Parker brought a Reg'ment from Coleraine,
Col'nel Hammil another from Strabane.
From Dungannon brave Chichester was sent,
With Cafil the Lord Charlemonts Regiment.
The Lagan Horse under James Hamilton,
In that Encampment great applauses won.
From Colemackletrain from Bert and Inishowen,
'Squire Forward brought Horse & Foot of his own.
From Glaslough, Mannaghan and Caledon,
A thousand Foot were brought by Squire Johnson.
Squire Moor of Aghnacloy a Reg'ment brought,
And Gairnes of Knockmany at Derry fought.
From Hammiltons-Ban Franck Hammilton led,
A brave Reg'ment which near Ardmagh were bred.
From Roewater and Newton-Limmavady,
'Squire Philips sent of Foot a mighty body.
From Hilsburrough 'Squire Hill a Reg'ment sent,
Which to the Camp in gallant order went.
From Down likewise Major Stroud did bring
A gallant Reg'ment which his praises Sing.
Alderman Tomkins from Tirkearing sent
Into the Camp a Gallant Regiment,
Which joined Col'nel Murray as they went.
The Vaughans likewise brought forth of their own,
Some Independant Troops from Inishowen.
From Loughsuilly, the Stuarts and Conninghams
A Party brought, which to our Forces joins.
Groves of Castle Shannaghan Forces brought,
From Kilmackrennan which the Enemy fought.
This valiant Man after the Wars was slain,
When on the Fues he's by the Tories ta'ne;
He's much Lamented for his Worth and Zeal,
And suff'red greatly for the Common-weal;
Him Charles Colquhoun assisted with some Horse,
From Letterkenny, and they join'd our Force.
These and some thousands more came to the plain,
A puissant army of brave lusty Men;
The Gen'rals view'd the Forces as they lay,
And valiantly St. George's arms display;
Then they in haste upon the spot did call
A Council of th' Off'cers General.
Sect. 17. The Protestants Council of War.
TO whom Londee addrest himself in kind,
And in few words he opened his mind,
Great Sirs, King James advances to the Fin,
But that's the Question, where he'll enter in,
At Cladyford, at Lifford, or Castlefin;
To Guard these Passes, and Secure this Ground,
Is the great Topick which I do propound.
From hence to Lifford near two miles you see,
To Cladyford three miles and more there be;
And four to Castlefin; from hence we can
Send speedy succour, and the Fords Command.
This I advise, but yours its to prepend,
What's more conducive to the proper end.
Sect. 18. Detachments sent to Guard the Fords of Fin.
THe Noble Council fearing no Treachery,
Applaud his Wisdom, and the same decree,
From thence to Lifford some good Troops they send,
T'oppose the Irish, and the Ford defend;
Marvins and Kenneys Regiments they be
That Guard the Town and Ford from the En'my.
To Cladyford five thousand men they send,
To Guard the Ford, and Broken-Bridge defend:
Sir Arthur Roydons Horse and Foot went there,
Of all the Army the best Troops they were.
To Castlefin they sent three thousand Men,
To stop that pass, and guard that Ford of Fin.
Ballylessons and Skivingtons Men they be
Who guard that Town and Ford from th' Enemy.
Sect. 19. The Engagement at Lifford.
THe Morn from South, the Fin from West commence,
At Lifford they conjoin their confluence;
From thence to Dery in full streams they flow,
And guard the South of Dery from the Foe:
Therefore King James must pass the swoln Fin,
If he the City do's expect to win.
This to effect he sent some of his Horse,
To pass the Ford at Lifford with great Forc [...]
The sound of Drums and Trumpets rent the air,
And th'Irish Forces to the Ford repair.
And boldly enter in: when lo! our Men,
Pour showers of Bullets from a Ravelin.
The Irish drop, and with the purple gore,
Of dying Soldiers stain the waters o're.
From t'other side the En'my fiercely fire,
And reinforce their Troops as need require.
Till they got footing on the other shoar,
And with unequal Force our Men o're-power.
Then Death appear'd in many a dismal hue,
Our Men retreat the Enemy pursue.
Sect. 20. The Engagement at Cladyford.
SOme of our Forces unto Clady hye,
T'assist our Party, 'gainst the Enemy;
'Mongst whom great Murray with some friends ascends,
To Cladyford, and stoutely it defends.
On t'other side King James's forces stood,
Upon a Hill which cover'd all the flood:
From whence they fired smartly on our Men,
Drawn up on t'other side upon a Plain.
This gall'd our Troops, the Foot began to fly,
And quit the Pass clear to the Enemy.
Maimont to pass the Ford a Squadron sends
Of his best Horse, Murray the Pass defends.
Maior Nangle who led the Irish Force,
Dropt in the River headlong from his Horse;
And many a valiant Trouper floating lay,
Which the slow River scarce could bear away.
Thus he oppos'd the Foes till all his own,
Forsook the Ford and left him there alone.
Our Troops expected succour from the Camp,
But none being sent, this did their courage dam [...].
To valiant Hero's flights a dismal sting,
Great Murray hopes to rectify the thing;
Paulus ashamed dy'd upon the spot:
Great Varro fled, 'cause he despaired not,
To conquer Hannibal. Our Forces fly,
And quit the passage to the Enemy.
Horror and Death our flying Troops pursue,
The Irish Horse our scatt'red Forces slew.
They intercept our Troops from Castlefin,
With Death and slaughter and that Country win.
Brave Wigton of Rapho at Long-Casey,
Oppos'd their Horse, till the Foot got away.
The Irish Foot the broken Bridge repair,
And in few hours at Ballandret they were.
Sect. 21. Londee's Treachery.
OUr beaten Troops the doleful Tidings bring
Of both defeats, which through our Camp did ring
The dire Alarm. Our rouzed Chiefs to Arms?
And nobly vow'd soon to revenge their harms.
Nature it self our Camp thus fortifies,
For on its Front a rapid River flies;
Each wing a Wood, the Rear a bog do's stay,
Through which a narrow pass the long-Casey,
But false Londee had other Fish to Fry.
Thus in the Camp he uttered his mind;
Dear Friends? you Row against the Tyde & Wind:
Let's fly to walls, where we may safely fight,
Against our Foes and there support our right.
His words like Light'ning through the Camp did fly,
And daunted all their hearts immediately.
Some call him Coward, some Traytor, most do judge
It most expedient, and to Dery trudge;
At last the venom poyson'd each Mans breast,
Then all to Dery fly in greatest haste.
Londee himself rid Post to tell the News,
Of our defeat, ne're spar'd his Horses Shoes.
Sect. 22. The March of the Irish Army to London-Dery.
OUr broken Forces into Dery fly,
And shut the Gates thereof immediately.
Some to England, others to Scotland go,
And leave the Countrey naked to the Foe.
The Irish Troops ravage the Countrey round,
And carry away whatso'ere they found.
They march to Dery in a full career,
And in few days before the Walls appear.
King James took up his Quarters at St. Johnston,
And there dispatched, what was fit to be done.
Londeriados LIB. II.
Containeth a description of London-Dery, its Situation and Fortifications: The Charter of London-Dery broken by Tyrconnel. The Protestant Corporation turn'd out, and a Papist Corporation chosen. An Irish Convent built, and a Papist Regiment put into the Garrison, which being sent for to some Rendevouze, the Protestants rise in Arms and expell all the Papists out of the Town. They refuse to receive the Earl of Antrims Regiment. The Lord Montjoys Mediation, who obtains Londee to be their Governor, and intreats the City to receive six Companies of his Regiment, after the Papist Soldiers were disbanded out of it. William III. Proclaimed King. The Contributers towards the holding out of the City. Their Application to England and Scotland for Aid. K. James's offers to the City. Londee the Governor's Capitulation. Colonel Adam Murray moves the City to hold out, and discharges Londee. The General Council chuse Lieutenant Colonel Baker and Dr. Walker, a Clergyman, to be Governors. The reformee of the broken Regiments. Eight Regiments formed in the City. The Irish Encampments before the Walls. The Earl of Abercors Message to the City.
Sect. 1.
ASsist me Muses? with your Sacred flame,
That I may celebrate the mighty name,
Of this fam'd Town, nor Troy, nor Carthage are
To be compar'd with thee in art of War?
For Troy was rais'd, and Carthage burnt. Thy name,
Out-lives the fury of more Stratagem.
'Bove Rome it self thy praises I'le extoll;
The Gaules burnt Rome all but the Capitol.
The Greeks sackt Troy, the Romans Carthage strong,
The Gauls burnt Rome: but thee they could not wrong.
Sect. 2. A Description of London-Dery.
DEry whose proud and stately Walls disdain,
By any Foreign En'my to be t'ane;
Betwixt surrounding Hills which it command,
On an ascending brow dos snugly stand.
Against those Hills the Walls rise equally,
And on strong Bastions planted Cannon lye.
The curtains likewise have an equal power,
T'annoy the Foes, and the Town to secure;
A River deep and swift with flowing Tide,
Surrounds the East and South, and guards that side.
A higher Wall and Bastions do defend,
The West and North from the Foes cruel end.
There's a great Church from whose high Steeple goes,
Thunder and Lightning to annoy the Foes.
Near it's a Sally-Port, from whence they may
Safely spring out to hurt the Enemy,
From whose high Bulwark sev'ral Cannon play.
The Town's near Oval with four stately Gates,
The wholesome Air an Appetite creates.
The Shipkey-Gate receives the Merchants store,
There ride such Ships as Sail up from Kilmore;
To whose proud Flag all Ships must strike their Sails,
If not the Fort to sink them never fails.
From that to Dery its a League and more,
The swifest River and the finest shoar:
For near this place the noble Salmon play,
Till the wise Fisher makes of them a prey.
The cunning Angler likewise with his fly,
Entraps the noble Salmon as they play:
Panting for breath he halls them on the sand,
And seizes the noble booty with his hand.
Upon its banks some noble Buildings stand,
Fit to divert the Nobles of the Land.
Ships of the greatest burthen safely go,
Above the City to careen, or so.
Near the South-gate the Ferry-key dos stand,
Where they waft o're the Natives of the Land.
On T'other side some noble Buildings be,
Fit for the ends of Pride and Luxury.
On each side pleasant Gardens to the eye,
Which do abound with fruit exceedingly.
Near Bishops-Gate, the fatal Windmills lye,
Where Cattle feed and Criminals do dye.
This is the ready passage to Rapho,
And Donnegal from whence their Trafficks flow.
Upon the North, the Butchers-Gate doth lye,
This side some moorish grounds do fortify;
But yet it leads to St. Columba's Well,
To Inishowen, to Bert and Pennyburn-Mill.
Here's a plain path to Brookhall and Kilmore,
A fertile Country, and a pleasant shoar.
A Major the Town, a Dean the Church demands,
A Governor the Garison commands.
In the Towns center stands the Common-Hall,
On stately Pillars: the Main-guard and all.
There's a Parade for near Ten Thousand Men,
In the four main streets and the Diamond.
In this great Hall the Magistrates do meet,
To take good Counsel, and to do what's fit.
Sect. 3. The Charter of London-Dery broke by Tirconnel.
ANd in this Hall the City Records be,
'Mongst which of Common-Council a Decree
That no Papist shall dwell within the Walls,
This Statute to the Irish fury falls;
For Talbot had their antient Charter broke,
And all the English Customs did Revoke;
The Learn'd Rochfort Recorder of the Town,
Opposed the same to his great Renown;
Yet in spight of Reason and the English Laws,
Talbot the Charter from the City draws:
Turn'd out the English Corporation,
And chose all Popish Members of his own.
Cormick Oneal of Broughshanes chosen Major,
For Aldermen some of the fol'wing are.
Brian Oneal of Ballinaskreen is chose,
Whose Fathers did the English Tooops oppose,
In Queen Eliza's Reign most barbarously;
And Rore Ocane the Lord of Canes Country.
The great Orourk is made an Alderman,
Who afterwards a Col'nels Post did gain.
Then Shane Oneal Con-Baccaghs Eldest Son
Mackon'ways and Macanallies from Tyrone,
And the Odogherties from Inishowen.
For Burgesses and Freeman they had chose,
Broagmakers, Butchers, Raps, and such as those.
In all the Corporation's not a Man
Of British Parents except Buchanan.
An Irish Convent's built, and sev'ral Fryars,
Did teach the Irish youth to say their Prayers.
Thus they the English City did o're-sway,
And Mass is said at Market-cross each day.
The Protestants did their sad case bemoan,
For Irish Soldiers kept the Garrison.
My Lord Mountjoy was Col'nell to the same;
At length an Order from Tyrconnel came:
To march this Reg'ment to the Rendevouze,
By which o'resight he did the City loose.
For when this Reg'ment did the City quit,
They ne're would after Popish Troops admit.
At length a Trumpet's by Tirconnel sent,
T'admit the Earl of Antrims Regiment;
They boldly shut the Gates and time Demand,
To weigh the matter and their Answer send.
Sect. 4. The Protestant's refuse to Admit the Earl's Regiment.
AT the Great Hall the Protestants conveen,
And freely speak their minds as may be seen.
Alderman Tomkins was the first that spoke,
And thus declaim'd against the Irish Yoak;
Dear Friends Tyrconnel seeks us to enslave,
And this strong City in his power to have.
But if your minds shall all with mine agree,
Wee'l trust to England for our Liberty.
Up starts Buchanan and thus boldly spoke,
Take Heart good Sir, ne're fear the Irish Yoak,
Receive the Earl of Antrims Regiment
[...]n Peace and Plenty rest your self content.
Alderman Gervace Squire gave this reply,
Sir! you're a Traytor to our Liberty:
And to the English Crown from whence we draw,
Our Right and Title, Charter and our Law.
Whilst they debated thus, another came,
With weeping Eyes and thus accosted them.
Dear Friends a? War upon your selves you'l bring,
Talbots Deputed by a lawful King:
They that resist the power do God withstand,
You'l draw a Potent Army to this Land;
Who will these goodly buildings soon deface,
Ravish your Wives and Daughters 'fore your face.
And all your wealth and substance soon devour,
Submit your selves unto the present power.
'Gainst whom Lieutenant Campsy boldly stood;
To save the City with his dearest blood;
And for an Answer to the Regiment,
In greatest haste some Cannon ball he sent:
But the Lieutenant was shot in the Arm,
As they the cent'nel at the Store disarm.
Two days this Reg'ment lay at Ferry-key,
The chiefs whereof, the following Parties be:
From Antrim the Macdonnels num'rous race,
From Glenwoods, the Ohagans came apace,
The Lord Macquhire from Enniskilling came,
The great Ocanes came from the River Bane;
Captain Talbot, Tirconnels nat'ral Son,
Then all the great Oneals out of Tyrone;
And Capt. Macdonnel, Colkittagh's Son.
The Earl himself was hast'ning hither too,
Threat'ning to force the City thereunto:
But all the Countrey gath'red in apace,
Fearing the Irish might surprize the place.
Then Master Hindman, Captain of the Guard,
To strengthen whom the Neighbours all repair'd;
Attackt this Party, as the City fir'd,
Then in disorder they in haste retir'd:
But this retreat such consternation bred,
That some with Arms and some without them fled.
The Earl himself, and the brave Lord Macquhire,
In greatest haste to Antrim did retire.
Londee being gone to Dublin at that hour,
They chose Squire Philips for their Governour:
Who in his Wisdom to their great content,
Prescrib'd to them a form of Government.
These things alarm'd the Irish Government,
In which matter much time and pains were spent.
My Lord Mountjoy to mediate came down,
Who plac'd Londee Governour of the Town.
My Lord did likewise beg the Towns consent,
T'admit six Comp'nies of his Regiment;
To perform duty with the City foot,
With much ado the Town consented to't.
Upon their Solemn Oath for to stand by,
The right of England, 'gainst all Popery.
March foll'wing they proclaim'd his Majesty,
The Popish Members of the City fly,
And all the City join'd in Loyalty.
Sect. 5. The Contributers towards the holding out of the City against King James.
DUring th'interregnum the Loyal Town,
Behav'd it self with Zeal to'he Engl. Crown.
Campsy the Major all the four Gates did close,
And did the Earl of Antrims Men oppose.
The Aldermen was at a vast expence,
In Stores and Money for the Towns defence.
Alderman Tomkins rais'd a Troop of Horse,
And laid in Stores against the Irish Force.
And Gervace Squire with all his might assists,
In Council, and our Troops with Stores subsists.
Alderman Craig with Stores asists the Town,
Preaching Obedience to the English Crown.
Alderman Grahms laid to his helping hand,
With Stores and Money does the Foe withstand.
Cocken an Alderman in Council sate,
He did the Church and State both Regulate.
Alderman Hobson with Stores of Provision,
Supply'd the Forces of our Garrison.
Lennox and Leckey which are Aldermen,
For speedy succours went into Scotland.
Out of their Shops our Army Clo [...]ths receiv'd;
Thus all the Aldermen themselves behav'd:
Except Buchanan whose a Knave all o're,
For he had learn'd to tell his Beads before.
The Burgesses and Freemen gave their aid,
And for their Loyalty have nobly paid.
Lady a Merchant was at vast expence,
In Stores and Money for the Towns defence.
Brave Gemmit the Collector of the Town
For its defence spent great Stores of his own.
Morrison and Shennan Apothecaries,
Were at a vast expence in remedies.
James Roe Cunningham, and Master Brooks,
Gave great supplies, as are seen by their Books.
Ewins and Wilson Merchants gave the same,
And forty Merchants which I cannot name.
Horrace Kennedy went into Scotland,
And mov'd the Council some relief to send.
Harvey a Tanner, was a leading Man,
And John his Son, now their Chamberlain;
The same and Curlew did attend the Store,
Dividing Portions both to Rich and Poor.
Master Mackay and Evins did assist,
And with their Substance did our Troops subsist.
Then Master Mogrige the Clerk of the Crown,
With Stores and Council did assist the Town,
Captain Mo [...]crief rais'd a Company,
And Captain Morrison fought the Enemy.
Thus all the Town were at a vast expence,
In Stores and Money for the Towns defence?
The County likewise gave a helping hand,
And with their Forces did the Foe withstand.
Old Major Philips, a chief in forty one,
In's Ninetieth Year into the City came.
Endur'd the Siege & with sound Councils taught,
Our brave Commanders, who the En'my fought.
Next him brave Captain Godfrey of Colerain
Into the City with a Comp'ny came.
Lieutenant Col'nel Stuart from Maghera,
Did to the City with a party draw.
Then Captain Thomas Lance came from Colerain,
From Prehend Captain Michael Conningham,
And Captain Bacon from Magilligan.
Captain Molholland came from Maghera,
From Tibbermore we Ensign Jackson saw.
Squire Forward helpt the Town most nobly,
With thousand Horsemen 'gainst the Enemy.
Squire Philips went to England to procure,
Some speedy succours the Town to secure;
The Learned Couns'ler Cairns to England hies,
To move that Court to send us fresh supplies.
Their Majesties like tender Parents sent,
Two Regiments and Stores for the intent.
James Hammilton the useful Stores did bring,
Who was entrusted therewith by the King:
He's Son to the great Lady Hammilton,
Which hath Estates on either side the Town.
Richards and Cuningham the Reg'ments led,
The Stores were landed, but the Col'nels fled.
For base Londee had packt them out of Town,
Misrepresenting our condition.
This hap'ned but four days before the King,
The Irish Army 'fore the Town did bring.
Sect. 6. The late King James's Offers to the City.
ARch-Deacon Hamm'lton by K. James is sent;
Unto the City with this Compliment:
If they in four days would yield up the Town,
All th' Inhabitants should enjoy their own;
With pardon for all past Rebellion.
And he in his Commission sped so well,
That Londee forc'd the Town to Article;
Th'Ingenious Nevil, and the said Divine,
Went to King James to tell him they would sign
In a few days; to hasten which the King,
The Irish Army 'fore the Town did bring;
Delays are dang'rous, and he pushes on,
The Town to sign the Capitulation.
Which being sign'd and ready to be sent
Great Murray throws himself and Compliment.
Just to the Walls, who lay then at Kilmore,
And bravely fought his way upon the Shoar.
Londee refus'd him entrance, but the Town
Open'd the Gate to their great renown.
The Loyal party knew his grand design,
Then to his conduct they themselves resign.
Then in a Moment all the Town rebells,
And curse the Author of the Articles.
For at the Guard a Proclamations made,
That all true hearts repair to the Parade;
With Handkerchiefs on Arms; that all shall die,
Who would yield up the Town to Popery.
Then in a trice eight thousand Men conveen,
To whom great Murray did this Speech begin.
Sect. 7. Col. Murray moves the City to hold out.
DEar Friends? this City is our last effort,
Let's not quit this I earnestly exhort;
Least that in Albion t'our disgrace be spoke;
That we submitted to the Irish yoak.
Hold out brave boys, England will succour send,
If we like Men the City do defend.
Here are sufficient to sustain a Siege,
If we to Loyalty our selves oblige;
Yet all's in vain, if we do not expell,
The Traytor Londee with his false Caball.
The Town consents, huzza's do rend the Sky;
Then unto Londee all in haste did fly.
Sect. 8. Londee's Impeachment and Discharge.
TO whom great Murray spoke this fatal speech,
Of Treachery, I do you now Impeach,
Both to the Prot'stant Cause, and to our King,
A Popish Reign upon us you do bring;
You quit Tyrone unto the Enemy,
At Cladyford you caus'd our Army fly;
And now you think for to betray the Town,
By a Capitulation of your own?
Therefore lay down your Power? for we will chose;
Such Loyal Men as shall oppose the Foes.
Lieutenant Cook who from fair Lisbon came,
Couragiously did the same Cause maintain.
Great Murray seiz'd the Guards, the Keys and all,
They presently a Gen'ral Council call:
The Church and Kirk do thither jointly go,
In opposition to the common Foe;
Although in time of Peace they disagree,
Yet they sympathize in Adversity.
Sect. 9. Baker and Walker chosen Governours, and Eight Regiments formed.
THem in like words great Murray thus adrest,
Dear Friends, th'Intestine Foe I have supprest.
Here at your feet, I'll lay down all my Power,
If you'll contrive, how we may best secure
This Loyal Town. Then all with one consent,
Agreed upon this form of Government;
Baker and Walker Governours they chose,
And form'd eight Reg'ments to oppose the Foes.
The Horse to Col'nel Murray they bestow;
Him Gen'ral of the Field they do allow.
From Philiphaugh near Tweed, his Fathers came,
Where they enjoy the Lairdship of that name.
The noble Name of Murray is well known,
For their great Service to the Royal Crown.
Cairnes of Knockmany's his Lieutenant Col'nel,
From County of Meath his brave Major Bull.
Coghran, Carleton, Moor, Stephen Herd, and Murray
His valliant Brother, Captains to him be.
The Borderers did fill his Regiment,
Who to the Field with noble Courage went.
Sect. 10. The Reformee of the Foot.
THe Foot in manner foll'wing they dispose,
Baker and Walker Collonels they chose;
Whitney and Mitchelburn the same honour gain;
To Parker the brave Reg'ment of Colerain:
Crofton and Hammill the same Station grace,
These and the Voluntiers defend the place.
Out of the broken Regiments they chose,
The Soldiers which this Army did compose.
The Governours all matters soon dispose,
The Col'nels their Subaltern Off'cers chose.
Watson's made Master of th' Artillery,
Two hundred Gunners and Montrosses be.
James Murray was Conducter to the Train,
Our Ingenier was Adams of Strabane.
For Town-Major they chose Captain Freeman:
Thus in few hours they form'd a noble band,
Which did King James's Forces all withstand;
Which now begirt the City ev'ry where,
And these their several Encampments are.
Sect. 11. Galmoy's & Ramsey's Camp near Balliugry hill, West.
UPon the West the Danish Forts among,
They form'd a Camp of 13 thousand strong,
This stops relief from Lifford and Rapho,
Oppos'd the Wind-mill hill and Fields below.
Galmoy and Ramsey did this Camp command,
Which did the Town West and Nore-west withstand.
On each side Bishops-gate some Bastions be,
Which did this Camp annoy exceedingly.
Sect. 12. Gen'ral Hammilton's and Maimont's Camp at Brookhall, North.
A Second's form'd at Brookhall near Kilmore,
Which did consist of thousands 12 and more
Of their best Horse and Foot, the French beside,
Hamm'lton and Maimont did this Camp preside.
This Camp did awe the Town Nore-west & Nore,
The fatal Boom lay here near to Kilmore.
Sect. 13. The Lord Lowth's Camp on the East over the Lough.
UPon the East another Camp was laid,
Beyond the Lough at Strong-Orchards. They made
A Trench and Batt'ry to annoy the Town,
From whence most Booms and red hot Balls were thrown.
Bellue & Lowth commanded in this Plain,
With the forces that conquered Colerain.
Sir Michael Creagh did the Boom command,
To stop all succours from the Neighb'ring land.
The Boom was made of great long Oaken beams,
Together join'd with Iron athwart the Streams;
On top of which a mighty Cable run,
A cross the Lough through Staples of Iron:
The Boom on either side was fastened,
With a cross Beam in a Rock mortized.
In breadth the River's half a mile and more,
The floating Boom did reach from shore to shore.
Sect. 14. Brigadier Kearnie's Camp on the South.
ONeals Dragoons and Kearny Brigadier,
Did on the South a Trench & Batt'ry rear.
The Town thus girt, prepar'd for its Defence,
And with Heroick Deeds the Siege commence.
The Traytor Londee into Scotland flies,
From thence's sent Pris'ner to their Majesties.
Then from King James Lord Abercorn was sent,
To pay the Garison this Compliment?
That he would them a Gen'ral Pardon fign,
If they the Town immediately resign.
And to withdraw great Murray from their side,
A thousand pounds he offered; beside
An equal Post among the Irish Horse,
If he would quit the Town, and join their Force.
Besides, quoth he, your Forces dare not fight.
To whom great Murray gave this Answer streight?
I'll make no terms, and you for to convince,
That we dare fight, come meet us two days hence
At Pennyburn-mill? The Delegates do part,
And to their Friends the Intercourse impart.
Londeriados. LIB. III.
Containeth the Battle of Pennyburn-Mill. Col. Murray beats the Irish Horse, and kills Maimont the French General with his own hands. The fatal Pybald Horse taken by the Protestants. Major Taffe slain. The Governors encouraged by this Victory. The Battle near Elah, Pusinan, Pontee and Barwick wounded. General Hammilton takes Colonel Murray's Father Prisoner, forces him to intercede with his Son to quit the Town. Colonel Parker's oversight, who for fear of Impeachment flies to the Enemy. A Council added to the Governours upon some Grievances. Colonel Lance obtains the Colerain Regiment. Colonel Whitney tryed by a Court-Martial, and Convicted. Colonel Monroe obtains his Post. Colonel Milchelburn confined. The Battle of the Windmill-hill. The Lord Netterfield, Colonel Talbot, Colonel Newcomb and Sir Gerard Ailmer taken Prisoners. General Ramsey stain. Colonel Murray Sullies forth and burns the Enemies Fascines. The Irish Entrench themselves over the Bog. Colonel Murray beats Col. Nugent in Pickeering. The second Battle of Windmill-hill. Two thousand of the Enemy slain. Colonel Talbots Lady offers Five hundred pounds for his Ransom.
Sect. 1.
NExt unto thee? thy Hero's praise I'll tell,
By whose great Deeds, the Irish Army fell▪
Assist me Muse? Whilst I their praises sing,
With whose fam'd actions all the World doth ring.
Hector was by the stout Achilles slain,
Thrice his dead Corps around Troy walls he ta'n.
The Rutulan King great Aeneas slew,
From David's sling a weighty stone there flew,
Which sunk the proud Goliah down to Hell:
By Murray, Maimont the French Gen'ral fell.
Sect. 2. The Battle of Penny-burn-Mill.
ON Sunday Morn th'appointed day commenc'd,
By break of day the Irish Horse advanc'd:
In 2 Squadrons: their Horse prepar'd to fight
On the left Wing: their Foot were on the right.
Maimont their Horse, Hammilton their Foot Command,
At Pennyburn River they began to stand;
The sound of Drums and Trumpets rend the Air,
The Flower of all King James's men were there.
Then noble Murray hastens to the Strand:
Who in like manner dos his Troops Command.
Foot against Foot, Horse against Horse he plac'd,
In gallant order he the En'my fac'd.
He with a thousand Foot his Horse sustain'd,
Which noble Stratagem the Battle gain'd.
Mounted upon a gallant Steed that hour,
He fought the Irish with unequal power.
The loud Huzza's of both Hosts rent the sky,
Each side prepar'd to fight the Enemy.
Like to bold Lyons eager of their prey,
Roar to amuze it, and then to it fly.
The French came on with glittering sword in hand,
But our smart Firing made their Horse to stand.
Maimont the French, Murray our Horse led on,
Thirst of honour, pusht their ambition.
Murray like thunder thro' their Squadron broke,
A gallant Monsieur fell at ev'ry stroke.
Maimont did likewise with like Terror ride,
Thorough our Troops slaying on ev'ry side.
Both Squadrons fight with equal force and rage,
And in close combate mutually engage.
Till death and wounds had cover'd all the shoar,
For both Reserves had fled the spot before.
For our Rerserve had fled into the Town,
And their Reserve could not keep their ground;
For the brave Luddle, an English Buccaneer,
Who led the thousand Foot caus'd them retire.
In the pursuit brave Major Tasse was slain,
Brave Captain Coghran did that honour gain.
Lieutenant Carr, the Laird of Gradons Son,
In the pursuit great reputation won.
Sect. 3. Col. Murray kills Maimont the French General.
THe Strand thus clear'd, Murray and Maimont meet,
Who with dire threatnings one another greet.
For they had oft sought one another out,
But still were parted in the bloody rout.
First they discharg'd their Pistols on the spot,
In which first firing Murrays Horse was shot.
Yet the brave Beast n'ere felt the deadly wound,
But wheel'd and pranced on the bloody ground.
Redoubled blows they gave with sword in hand,
Which the strong Armour scarcely could withstand.
They thunder like the Cyclops at the Forge,
When they the Mettal on the Anvil urge.
At last their Swords in sev'ral pieces flew,
Then with their Rapiers they the Fight renew;
The brave Maimont began to falsify,
And thought the day his own immediately:
He wheel'd his Horse, which then began to spurn,
But Noble Murray made a quick return,
For under his heav'd arm, his Sword he thrust,
Till at his neck the purple gore out burst.
His fleeting Soul with the free blood expir'd,
And our great Hero to the Foot retir'd.
Sect. 4. The Irish Foot beaten.
WHere they the Irish Foot had soundly beat,
And caus'd them all into their camp retreat.
Brave Major Blair the En'mies fire sustain'd,
And with great Feats a reputation gain'd.
Young Franck Crofton among their Forces flew,
And with dire blows a multitude he slew.
Noble like lightning fell amongst their Foot,
Dumbar with Red-coats put the En'my to't.
The valiant Cook from Lismagarvy fought,
And conquer'd hundreds which his ruin sought.
Lieutenant Rankin hew'd the Irish down,
And in that Battle gained much Renown.
Tom Barr a Trooper with one mighty blow,
Cut off the head of an opposing Foe.
Two thousand slain, the empty shoar had fill'd,
With seventy three Commission'd Off'cers kill'd.
On our side not a few: Cornet Brown's slain,
And the valiant Lieutenant Phetrix then.
Lieutenant Mackay fell upon the spot,
And young Macklellan's wounded with a shot:
The ancient Father did his Son revenge,
Who with the Foe did many a blow exchange.
The tender Parents view'd the bloody day,
From off the stately Walls by the Ship-key,
For near the Walls upon the shoar they fought,
The tender Parents their dear Children sought,
The Wife her Husband; then back to the Town,
Our Host return'd in Triumph and Renown.
Great was the Spoil and Plunder of that day,
For all returned with some goodly Prey;
'Mongst which a Pyde-bald Horse which Columkill
Foretold, if taken at the Pennyburn-Mill,
The Irish should expect no more success,
This fatal Horse was taken in the Chace.
Sect. 5. The Governours Encouraged by this Victory to Act.
THis Victory Confirm'd the Government,
Baker and Walker mutually Consent
To settle Quarters, and to Regulate
The Stores, o're which Harvey a Merchant's set
The Town into four Quarters they divide,
And place two Regiments in ev'ry side.
They gath'red all Provisions into Store,
And equally dispence to rich and poor:
This was good Policy without all doubt,
That they might longer hold the City out.
They plac'd two Great Guns on the Steeple top,
Which gave the Irish many a deadly rap.
They planted Gunners likewise on the walls,
And then dispatch each matter as it falls.
The Church and Kirk did jointly preach and pray,
In St. Columba's Church most lovingly:
Where Doctor Walker to their great content,
Preach't stoutly 'gainst a Popish Government.
Master Mackenzie preach't on the same Theame,
And taught the Army to fear God's great Name.
The Rev'rend Ruit did confirm us still,
Preaching submission to God's Holy Will.
He likewise Prophesied our Relief,
When it surpassed all Humane belief.
The same was taught by the learn'd Mr. Crooks,
And Master Hammilton shew'd it from his Books.
Then Mills a Ruling elder, spoke the same,
Of our Relief, six weeks before it same,
From Sun-rising to Sun-setting they taught,
Whilst we against the En'my bravely fought.
Thus Heaven assists those Actions which proceed
From un [...]ty, in greatest time of need.
Sect. 6. General Hammilton takes Collonell Murray's Father Prisoner, and sends him to move his Son to quit the Town.
GEn'ral Hammilton had Intelligence,
That Murray's Father liv'd not far from thence.
Who's eighty years of age, and somewhat more,
For him he sent a Guard with mighty power;
To bring him Pris'ner to their Northern Camp,
This great surprize did not his Courage damp.
For with the Guard the old Man hastens on,
T' appear before Great Gen'ral Hammilton;
With great Courage the Senior ask't his will,
Quoth he, your Son does 'gainst the King rebel,
And forces them to hold the City out;
Whom you may Counsel better without doubt,
In short, we'll hang you up immediately,
If you'll not make him to our will comply.
To whom the Senior gave this answer straight,
I'll use m'authority with all my might;
But when all's done, I'm sure he'll ne're disown
His firm Allegiance to the English Crown.
But if you'll guard me to the Town, I'll try
If I can make him with your will comply:
In haste he's guarded to the Loyal Town,
Where he's receiv'd with great joy by his Son.
They tenderly do one another greet,
And his grave Parent Counsels him what's meet.
Dear Son, I'm sent by Gen'ral Hammilton,
To see if I can make you quit the Town;
But by this sacred Book I you conjure,
Never to yield unto a Popish Power;
Our holy Faith and Loyalty enjoyn,
A strict abhorrence of a Popish Reign.
Thus Hannibal was at the Altar swore,
Eternal En'my to the Roman Power.
With kind embraces the old Man departs,
And to the Gen'ral the sad News imparts?
That nought can force his Son to quit the Town,
And therefore humbly begs Protection.
The Gen'rous Hammilton does grant the same,
Then to his Dwelling the grave Senior came,
Where all along he did in safety dwell;
Though by his Son the Irish Army fell.
Sect. 7. The Battle near Elah.
AGainst the weakest side our Gen'ral saw,
The Enemy their greatest Forces draw;
Which to prevent, with all the Forces he
Sprung forth at Morn to fight the Enemy.
Near Elah in the Parks Murray came on,
The Irish Army led by Hammilton.
Where he continu'd Fighting till 't was noon,
Then we were flank'd by th'Enemies Dragoon.
To beat [...]ff which, he chose five hundred men,
With Captains Taylor, Moor and Saunderson.
Murray himself did the brave Troops Command,
Who bravely did the Foes Dragoons withstand;
Great Pusman came boldly up to fight,
But Murray quickly put him to the flight,
Berwick and Pontee likewise wounded were,
By valiant Murray and the brave Dumbar.
Brave Major Bull did wonders in that fight,
For he beat back the Enemy on the right.
Crofton and Bashford did much Honour gain,
By Captain Noble multitudes were slain;
From Lisneskea in Farmannagh he came,
But now he's Maior Noble of the same.
Gairnes in our Center stood firm as a Rock,
And ne're was moved with their mighty shock.
He and his friends oppos'd the Enemy,
And in this Battle fought most valiantly.
Lieutenant Lindsey Baron of Donrodes Son,
Did in this Battle great applauses won.
Captain Barrel from Orney near Strabane,
Did in this action Reputation gain.
Sanderson of Tillilagan in Tyrone,
With bravery great Reputation won.
The valiant Moor of Ochar with great might,
Cut down the En'my in this bloody fight.
Lieutenant Cook oppos'd the Enemy,
And forc't their bravest Hero's for to fly.
Lord Abercorn both quit his Boots and Horse,
Without his Cloak he fled with all his Force.
Then in a trice we did the Enemy beat,
And caus'd them to their Camp in haste retreat,
We burn't their Store at Elah without pitty,
And then began to march home to the City.
Sect. 8. Collonel Parkers over-sight.
WHen we marcht forth we carefuly had sent,
Most of our Horse, of Foot a Regiment,
T'observe the Camp by Gen'ral Ramsey kept;
Lest they our marching home might intercept.
But Col'nell Parker for some grand design,
Had them commanded off; before that time.
Them Ramsey boldly with both Foot and Horse,
Came quickly up to intercept our Force.
This great surprize did all our spirits damp;
Fearing our men were slain by to'ther Camp.
But Col'nell Murray and brave Aubery,
Oppos'd the fame and forc'd them back to fly
Till all our men got safely into Town,
In which brisk action, they gain'd great renown.
Baker and Hammil brought forth a great Gun,
Strengthned by Lieutenant Col'nell Wigton;
But their assistance came to us too late,
For Ramseys firing forc'd us to retreat.
But Col'nell Parker for some policy,
Fled the same night unto the Enemy.
His Coletain Reg'ment Col'nell Lance obtains,
Who in the present service Honour gains.
Sect. 9. A Council added to the Governours upon some Grievances.
UPon some Grievances we chang'd the powers
And add a Council to the Governours;
First all the Col'nels, and then four more;
Two for the Town, two for the Countrey Boor,
Cocken and Squire were chosen for the Town;
For Countrey, Doctor Jennings and Gladstone.
Jennings the Arch-Deacon of Ossory;
And now the learned Rector of Artree.
Then in this Council, this a Law was made,
No [...]ct should pass unless seven gave their aid:
Mogrige was Secretary to this power,
For Bennet was to England sent before,
To give their Majesties an Information,
Of what had hap'ned since the Sieg's formation.
He to their Camp as a Deserter flies,
And in few days himself from thence conveys,
And tells our case unto their Majesties.
Whitneys convict; Monroe his Post obtain'd,
Who by his merits had that honour gain'd;
He's Ma [...]or Gen'ral Monroes Brother Son,
Who did oppose the Foe in forty one.
They likewise Col'nell Michelburn confine,
And by good Laws their Government maintain,
Sect. 10. The Battle of Windmill-Hill.
THen Gen'ral Ramsey with 5 thousand strong,
By break of day, entrench'd himself upon,
The Windmill-Hill: our liberty was gone,
They from their Trenches could kill ev'ry one,
That issu'd forth or entred Bishops-Gate;
This suddain motion did much hurt create.
To repell which we sent forth a strong Band,
Which Captain Bashford and Dumbar Command;
And Wilson, Gunter, Moor and Flemming, they
Attack their Trenches and the En'my slay.
Couragious Gunter past their Trenches end,
And flankt the Enemy with some valiant Men.
Forbus like Thunder 'mongst their Forces flew,
And with his Sword a multitude he slew?
In that Attack Ramsey himself was slain;
Scarce of five thousand the one half remain.
Major Dobbin led on some valiant Men;
Who presently the Irish Trenches gain.
Then Captain Pogue fought most couragiously,
And with his Sword cut down the Enemy.
We took some Prisoners of Quality,
In this Attack, and these their honours be;
Lord Netterfield, Col'nell Talbot and Newcomb,
Sir Gerard Ailmer; these we carry home.
At length our Horse came into the pursuit,
And then our Gen'ral put the En'my to't.
To Bellimagrorty we the foe pursue,
And all along the Brow their forces slew.
Murdagh our Gen'rals Quarter masters slain,
Who in all actions did much honour gain;
For he could six or seven at least withstand,
And could effect a desperate command;
Though he be slain, his Fame shall never dye,
Whilst Derry's Siege is told in Poetry.
We forc'd them to blow up a Magazine
Of Powder, for fear we the same should win.
Then we return'd with Glory and renown,
With chearful hearts unto the joyful Town.
Sect. 11. The burning of the Enemies Fascines.
IN a few days our Gen'ral sallies forth,
With 15 hundred Men towards the North:
Capt. Coningham and Noble he Commands,
T'attack a Fort which towards the Inch stands:
Which they possest with mighty strength & force,
But were surpriz'd by my Lord Galmoys Horse;
Who beat them off and slew 'bove thirty men,
'Mongst whom their valiant Captain Coningham;
After quarters giv'n: then Noble he retreats,
Unto our Gen'ral who wrought mighty feats;
For he attackt their Trenches near Brookhall,
And beat them out, and burnt their Fascines all;
In this great action Collonel Monroe,
Cut down the Irish with a mighty blow.
Captain Erwin acted above mans power,
But was disabl'd by a Shot; that hour,
He's Son to Cornet Erwin of forty one,
Who gain'd great praise in that Rebellion.
Into the City we retreat apace,
For us most boldly they began to chase.
Sect. 12. The Enemy Entrench themselves over the Bog.
WIthin few days the Enemy begin,
T'entrench themselves, Hamilton & Lozin,
Were Gen'rals; it was just over the Bog,
Where they their Trenches in our presence dug;
This bold attempt rouz'd up our Gen'rals Soul,
For they their Trenches made without controul;
He chose three thousand Men and fally'd out;
And soundly beat the En'my without doubt,
Out of their Trenches; but they reinforce,
And beat us still of with some Troops of Horse.
Thrice he their Trenches gain'd, they regain them,
[...]o reinforcement from the City came;
[...]anghop against us came with fresh supplies,
[...]ur beaten Forces to the City flyes.
This rais'd great anger to the Governours,
[...] they sent aid the Trenches had been ours.
Our General did wonders every where,
Assisted by Lieutenant Coll'nel Blair.
Sect. 13. Co [...]nell Murray beats Col'nell Nugent in Picqueering.
IN a few days our Forces salley all,
To fight the Foe entrenched near Brookhall
But they retreat without e're striking blow;
Then our Gen'ral dos a Picqueering go.
Col'nel Nugent had made a solemn vow,
That he would Col'nel Murray overthrow;
Then in a Danish Fort he and his friend,
To intercept our Gen'ral did intend:
As he return'd, they challenge him to stand;
And who he's for, they boldly do demand;
For you quoth he; and then at them let's fly,
The one escap'd; but tother there did dye.
He that fled his Scarlet Cloak had lost,
Which on our Gen'ral by the wind was tost.
Sect. 14. The second Battle of Wind-mill-Hill.
TO guard the Wind-mill-Hill from th'e [...]
We rais'd strong Trenches up immed [...]
From Columb's-Wells near to the flowing tyde▪
And lin'd the same with Men on ev'ry side.
Col'nel Monroe, was posted near the Walls,
Brave Campbels Post upon his left hand fall [...]
Along the Trenches some brave Captains, [...]
Who valiantly our Forces did command.
Near to the Lough Liuetenant Col'nel Ca [...]
Receives his standing, who great honour ea [...]
In a few hours their Granadeers came on,
Col'nel Nugent led the Battalion:
He briskly us attacqued at the Wells;
And brave Monroe as briskly him repells.
They fought like Lyons, till their Col'nel fell
Nugent was wounded: then brave O farrel,
Upon his right with two Battalions,
Came fiercely up, who fought like bold Lions
[...]ill he was slain. Waughop and Buchan next,
With ten Battalions which our Trenches ve [...]
Ye [...] they could not our constant fire sustain,
[...]or dead Mens Corps had cover'd all the pla [...]
The Irish prest our Trenches at the Strand;
[...]ill Noble Captain Ash did them withstand.
Captain Armstrong came boldly up to fight;
And put their bravest Heroes to the flight.
Brave Robert Porter his Pike away he threw,
And with round stones nine Irish Soldiers slew,
Gladstones and Baird encouraged our Foot,
And Captain Hannah the Foe stoutly fought;
Their Horse came stoutly up with heart and hand;
And thought our Trenches could not them withstand
Th'attack was fierce, we briskly them repell,
For in this action many a Trooper fell.
Of th'enemy brave Captain Watson's slain,
Captain Mackdonnel and Captain Butler ta'ne;
A Captain of Horse and all his men were slain.
The Valiant Cairnes did wonders in the field,
Some of the bravest Foe did to him yield;
Brave Captain Lane encouraged our Men;
For on this place al multitude were slain.
Their Foot bore off their dead upon their back;
To save their Bodies from our fires attack.
In fine two thousand of th'enemy's slain,
For with our Troops we them pursue again.
Of ours brave Maxwell fell upon the spot;
For he was wounded with a Cannon Shot.
Whilst Col'nel Hammil dos the Foe pursue,
Thorough his Cheek a Pistol Bullet flew.
The Valiant Murray flew from Trench to Trench
And helpt our Men in any deadly pinch.
Sect. 15.
IN a few days a Trumpeter was sent,
To treat of Col'nel Talbots releasement.
[...]ive Hundred pounds his Lady offered,
If we her Husband to her deliver'd.
The same in Council held some long debates;
Which 'twixt our Senators great heats creates;
[...]or Baker he withstood the same boldly;
But Walker and the rest the same decree.
To whom great Baker opened his mind,
And with sound reasons did his arg'ments bind.
What would our Noble King hereunto say,
If we for lucre should his cause betray.
Great Murray would thereto have giv'n consent,
If she had Bullocks for the Money sent.
Yet the same Spring that mov'd the Loyal Town,
Sent back the Lady with Five hundred pound.
And presently without e're taking Bail,
Lockt up the Pris'ners in the common Goal.
Londeriados. LIB. IV.
Containeth the Account of a Star which appeared in the day time during the Si [...]ge, as a good Omen of their Relief. Major-General Kirk's coming into the Lough, with Forces and Provisions from England: But Kilmore-Fort and the Boom hinder our Relief. A Messenger sent to swim to the Fleet, but is drowned. A Barge built for Intelligence, upon the News of Enniskilling Men being come for our Relief. The Engagement of the Barge with two Irish Boats. Glencarty's Bravado. The scarcity of Food; The Pestilential Feaver. Governor Baker's Sickness and Death: His Character. Collonel Mitchelburn nam'd Governor by Baker before his Death. The Bombarding of the City. The driving of the Protestants to the Walls, to move the City to yield. The Famine. A Treaty about Surrendring the City. The Sto [...]m at Butchers-Gate. Collonel Murray mounded with a Shot. Captain Coghrans Salley. Counsellor Cairne's Express to Kirk to Relieve the City. Captain Browning breaks the Boom, and is Shot; but his Ship and Captain Douglasses Relieve the City. The Service of the Gunners on the Walls. The Irish Army raise their Siege, and march to Dublin. Kirk Lands near Inch, and marches with the English Forces to Dery, and appoints Collonel Mitchelburn Governor.
Sect. 1.
ASsist me Muse? whilst I his praises Sing,
Who is of all the everlasting Spring;
The Powerful God, who led the Hebrews on
Through thousand dangers; from Gen'ration
To Gene'ration; till at length he brought
Them to the Land of Canaan so long sought.
The same Jehovah kept this Garrison,
'Twas he alone, who all these Battles won.
'Twas he that dispossest the Jebusite,
'Twas he alone that beat the Jacobite.
For as he led the Hebrews by a Fire,
[...]n the dark Night, when Phoebus did retire;
And as a Star foretold our Saviour's Birth,
Who brought Salvation to the Captive earth;
So at this time a glistering Star we have,
Which all day long a benign aspect gave,
From the South-East; the learn'd thence did draw
Hopes of Relief; and our Success soresaw.
The thoughtless Mob ne're heed the glorious Star,
[...]ut generally against good Omens War.
[...]t shone till even from the bright morning-dawn;
At our Relief the Heavenly light's withdrawn.
Sect. 2.
TWas plain the Irish had Intelligence,
When we design'd our Sallies forth from hence;
Which to prevent and join in secrecy.
The Council took an Oath of Privacy,
To Salley forth on Monday Morn betimes,
And fight the En'my in their strongest Lines.
Nevertheless on Sunday even they cry,
Are you not ready for your great Salley.
Envy the bane of all Society,
Defeats designs of Magnaminity.
This treachery our design'd measures broke,
Then we our Preparations all revoke.
Sect. 3. The English Fleet-appears in the Lough.
MEan time some Transport Ships and Men of War,
Below Kilmore by us discover'd are;
But all in vain, Kilmore was in the hands
Of th'Enemy, which Fort the Lough commands
Besides the Irish Camp on each side stood;
The fatal Boom and Rope did cross the Flood.
We fir'd a Beacon on the Steeple head,
To give the Signal of our want of Bread.
Yet all in vain, Kirk would not venture up,
Some say of Usquebaugh he had got a Cup.
We likewise heard that Enniskilling Men,
For our Relief were come near to Strabane.
We sent a Man to swim to th' English Fleet,
As he swam hence, he dy'd with cramp in's feet.
He carry'd Letters in a Box with skrews,
But by his death they lost the dismal news.
Sect. 4. The Exploit of the Barge of Intelligence.
TO get Intelligence we built a Barge,
Of wondrous swiftnss, which was long and large;
And plac'd a Drake therein or two beside,
When we had need to sail or row with tide.
To know the truth, and let them understand,
Our great distress: Great Murray did command,
Some of the ablest Seamen of the Town,
To Mann the Barge, and sail to Donnelong.
With him ascend near thirty Officers,
Besides the Boys prepar'd for Messengers.
Noble and Holmes and the brave Dumbar,
His true Companions in the Feats of War.
Thus in the Even our valiant Gen'ral sail'd,
Tho' from their Battr'ies showers of bullets hail'd;
Which to eschew, he made up to their shore,
Where they had planted some Dragoons before.
Those he beat off and sail'd to Donnelong,
Though at the Barge they fired all along.
The noise of Oars had giv'n them th'alar'm,
And yet we sail'd five Miles without all harm.
But all in vain, their guards on every side,
Forc'd our Hero's return with ebbing tyde.
As we return'd the Enemy mann'd out,
Two large Boats fill'd with some Dragoons on foot;
Th'one Star-board, the other us Lar-board hall'd:
But Pilot Pogue with his wide drake them Maul'd;
For as they thought to board our Barge, then he,
Fir'd off small shot amongst their company.
Which Boat shear'd off with several persons slain,
We board the other and them Pris'ners ta'ne.
They fought us stoutly with their Swords in hand,
We slew the one half, and their Boat Command.
At Sun-riseing we land at Ferry-Key,
And in their Boat near thirteen dead men lay;
Thirteen we took alive; then straight we sail'd
To to'ther side and Lord Louths Camp assail'd.
We beat them from a Trench & took their Arms,
And some course Loaves, this their whole Camp Alarms.
Yet we returned in safety to the Town,
The truth whereof is to the City known.
The Pris'ners taken aboard, we detain,
And forc'd them daily to interr their slain,
On Windmill-Hill; for their fat Bodies sent
A Noisome smell, to our great Detriment.
Sect, 5. Glencarty's Bravado.
Glencarty with two thousand men of might,
Came up to storm the Butchers Gate at night.
Come out ye Dogs, quoth he, why do you sleep?
But from the Walls they made his Forces weep;
More than the half were slain, the rest retreat,
For six brave Captains came from Bishops-Gate.
Kennedy, Dumbar, Baird, Noble and Grahm,
With young Murray, who did their courage tame.
Their great design was to place Ingeniers
To undermine the Walls, as then appears.
Some we surpriz'd at work and others slew,
Thus we the Lord Glencarty's brags o'rethrew.
Sect. 6. The Scarcity of Food and Pestilential Feaver.
ABout this time the raging Feaver reign'd,
Which multitudes of the Towns people drain'd.
It was occasion'd by the want of Food
And uncouth Dyet which enflam'd the blood.
For some eat Starch, others on Tallow live,
At length for Victuals the Ox-hide they give.
And some eat Dogs, others on Horses fed,
The sprightly Geldings to the slaughter led.
A Cats a Ladies feast thô ne're so thin,
Though you might count all the Ribs in her skin.
A Swallow's sold for eighteen pence and more;
Then you may judge what became of the Poor.
Some Horses Blood did eat, who now disdain,
To eat good Mutton if not lately slain.
Such Food to the veins corrupt blood commends;
Which in a Pestilential Feaver ends.
Sect. 7. Governour Baker Sickens.
THis dismal Feaver seiz'd our Governour,
Whom the Physitians in few days gave o're.
Thus the Great Baker fails: we then propose,
A successor but none the Council chose.
They it referr to the dying Governour,
He Mitchelburn nam'd for his successour.
'Gainst which the Council never spoke a word,
For they were press'd by Famine and the Sword;
Then in all haste to Mitchelburn is sent,
An Order to release his confinement.
To justifie his Zeal, when he ascends
The Chair, he for three thousand Men demands;
To sally forth and to oppose the Foes,
With them into the Bishops Parks he goes;
In the mean time, the Enemy appear,
In a Body and some Horse in their rear;
The wise Commander thought it best to shun
Unequal Combat, to retire begun.
Yet this retreat such Consternation bred,
That some with Arms, and some without 'em fled.
Sect. 8. The Bombarding of the City.
THe Council and the Governours decree,
That all the Off'cers should together be,
Captains in one place, Lieut'nants in another,
The Ensigns in a third and so in order:
That they might be in readiness at call,
To sally forth or to defend the Wall.
This was hard service ev'ry one may judge,
Yet no man did at this hard service grudge.
The Irish likewise prest them with their Booms,
Which forc'd all People to forsake their Rooms.
The dreadful Booms the sickly people's toyl,
Both night and day our stately Buildings spoil.
The Towns one heap of Rubbish many dye,
By this dire art, witness the Charging Boy:
Whilst he lay sleeping on his fatal Bed,
A dreadful Boom through his great body fled.
Thus Alderman Thompson dy'd: and many more:
Hot Balls they likewise threw from t'other shoar.
This is the hardship of a Town besieg'd:
Who dyes in Battle, to the Fo's oblig'd.
Yet we do own the providence of God,
Who exercis'd us with this heavy rod;
Though all the Houses of the Town were slapt,
By dreadful Booms; Columba's Church escap't;
Wherein great store of Ammunition lay,
And where the Church and Kirk did jointly pray.
In all Columba's Church, no dammage's found,
Yet the Booms tore the dead out of the ground.
For at this sacred place they daily aim'd,
Where we protection from God hourly claim'd.
Yet all these hardships did not move the Town,
To quit the Int'rest of the English Crown.
But all these are not for to be compar'd,
To want of food, when a poor Mouse is shar'd,
Betwixt the tender Parent and the Child,
All kinds of death, to that of hunger's mild.
These they endured to a miracle,
And ought to be set down in Chronicle.
Sect. 9. The driving of the Protestants to the Walls, to move the City to yield.
THe Irish still of Stratagems have more,
To move the City their defence give o're.
They gath'red all the Protestants that were,
In three Counties and forc'd them to repair,
Unto our Walls, both Man and Mothers Son;
And hemm'd them in with a Battalion;
This mov'd the Town to see their friends so dear,
Before their face in this sad case appear,
Not having wherewith to supply their want,
That they were 14 Thousand all men grant.
Yet these poor people begg'd it as a Boon,
That we would not deliver up the Town;
They'd rather suffer many a dismal blow,
Then we should yield the City to the Foe.
We beat a Parlee: Gen'ral Rose did show,
His Orders from the King and Council's so.
To whom the Town replies, send these folks home,
Or we'll hang up our pris'ners ev'ry one.
Upon the Royal Bastion we erect;
A stately Gallows in the Foes prospect,
This mov'd the Irish to compassion,
Then the next day they sent the People home;
A thousand of our sick went out with those,
We in their stead as many fresh men chose.
Great Mitchelburn and Murray had decreed,
If th'enemy had not the people freed,
To arm the Men and with the Garrison,
To give Battle to Gen'ral Hamilton.
This was a modern Stratagem of War:
In History no such examples are.
Sect. 10. Governor Baker's Death and Character.
ABout this time the Noble Baker dyes,
His Loyal Soul to his Creator flies;
He's much lamented and admir'd by all,
Who knew his Merits for they were not small.
The Town he Govern'd with assiduous care,
Was sound in Council and expert in War.
Loyal and faithful to our Sov'reign King,
True to the Prot'stant Cause in ev'ry thing;
Great was his strength of Body, but his Soul,
Did greater Actions, which none dare controul.
True to his Friend; and faithful to his trust,
Upright in dealing and to all men just.
In solemn manner, we his Corps interr,
As it became a Valiant Man of War.
A Funeral Sermons preacht, the Bells did ring,
And treble Volleys did his praises sing.
Lieutenant Dalton was his faithful friend,
And Counsellour, what e're he did intend.
Sect. 10. A Treaty of Surrendring propos'd by the Enemy.
THen Hamilton Bombards us in our lines,
To beat us out of which he then designs;
But seeing us ready to receive their Fire,
With his advanced Troops he doth retire.
Then great distress upon the City falls,
For on the North, the Foe lay near the Walls.
Our want of food did the Towns council force
To slay 'bove fifty of our fattest Horse.
And in few days, we must yield up the Town;
When lo! the Enemy a Parly sound.
To treat of Peace Commissioners were sent,
We to surrender on these Terms consent.
If they would grant us twenty days respit,
And their Hostages to our Ships commit;
Then safely to conduct us to the Fleet,
With all the honour for brave Soldiers meet.
These they reject: our Delegates return,
And they the Treaty to next day adjourn.
To quit the Town and Arms they offer all,
That the best Subjects of the Kingdom shall
Enjoy, our Church, Estates, and reparation,
That ev'ry man repair to his own Station.
By Collonel Hammil, Lance and Campbel, we
A flat refusal of these signify.
And to convince them of our true intent,
Murray with some gallant Battalions went;
T'attack them in their Lines towards Rapho,
Waughop, Oneal and Galmoy felt the blow;
The Name of Murray grew so terrible,
That he alone was thought invincible:
Where e're he came the Irish fled away,
And left the Field unto the English sway.
The Valiant Noble to their Trenches flew,
And with smart firing several Persons slew.
Sect. 11. The Walls at Butchers-Gate Stormed and Colonel Murray Wounded.
IN a few days their Foot and Granadeer,
To storm our Walls at Butchers-Gate appear:
The Storm was fierce; then Murray sallies out,
At Bishops-Gate and put them to the rout;
Brave Bellifatt'n fell briskly on their flank,
And with his men o'rethrew both File and Rank.
We them pursu'd into their Trenches strong,
And ne're bethought us, till we were among,
Their strongest body, valiant Murray fought,
And hew'd down hundreds, which his ruine sought;
Till a fierce Bullet through his Body past;
Then we retreated to the Town at last.
Our wounded Gen'ral on his feet came back,
And ne're complained that he Blood did lack;
Brave James Murray a volunteer is slain,
Who in all actions did applauses gain.
In a few hours, Coghran revenge demands,
And in their Lines with a Battalion stands:
Captain Wilson and Mackollogh gave their aid,
Who in their lines a horrid slaughter made;
And to their Gen'ral this great service paid.
His Wound was great, but by the mighty Skill,
Of Dr. Aickin and Herman he grew well,
In seven weeks time; this was our last sally,
For Couns'lor Cairnes arriv'd immediately,
And brought an Express from his Majesty;
Commanding Kirk for to relieve the Town,
To guard some Transports from the Fort & Boom.
Sect. 12. Captain Browning and Captain Dowglas relieve the Town, with two Merchant Ships and the Dartmouth Frigat.
THen in all haste two Merchant Ships are sent.
With all provisions for the same intent.
The Dartmouth Frigat, with the said effects
The Merchant Ships against the Fort protects.
The valiant Browning Native of the Town,
With flowing tyde attack the horrid Boom,
And a full Gale, the Ship is josled back,
But with her side she made a fresh attack;
The wind and tyde with a most violent course,
The Beams and Cable into pieces force;
The Ship sail'd on, but Browning lost his life,
A dismal story to his tender Wife.
Then Dowglass in the Phoenix safely sails,
Though from both shoars a shower of Bullets hai [...]
The Fort and Boom are past yet thousands more
Of deaths fly swiftly from the Neigh'bring sho [...]r
Each side the River planted cannon play,
With which a power of the Ships crew they slay;
When they had past the Boom, the Wind it fail'd:
Then with their Boats & Oars the Ships they hal'd.
Mean time the En'my ply them with small shot,
The bold Tarpallian dyes upon the spot;
At ev'ry bounce the En'mies Cannon gave,
The hungry people 'gainst the En'my rave.
Yet fav'ring Heaven the Merchant Ships defends;
And our provisions to the Harbour sends:
The' unlade in haste the English Beef and Cheese,
Bacon and Butter, Brandy, Pork and Pease.
By Dowglass, Scotland plenty of Oatmeal sends,
Which to their Suff'ring Brethren them commends.
The Governours divide the joyful Store,
And equal portions give to Rich and Poor.
The Towns o'rejoy'd, the thundring Cannons roar,
The Bells do ring, and Bonefires the Town o're.
Sect. 13. The Service of our Cannon from the Church-steeple and Bulwarks.
IN all attacks our Gunners play'd their parts,
For from the Walls they tam'd the En'mies hearts,
Eight Sakers and twelve Demiculverin
Discharg'd their fury daily from within.
Against the En'mies Camps on ev'ry side,
Which furiously amongst their forces glide.
Brave Watson fir'd upon their strongest Ranks,
And swept off Files from the En'mies Flanks;
Lieutenant Crookshanks dismounts from our walls
The En'mies Cannon which upon us falls
At Pennyburn-Mill. And Captain Gregory,
From the Church Steeple slays the Enemy.
At both Attacks of Windmill-Hill, and from
The Royal and the Double Bastion.
James Murray from the Northern Bastions,
Near Elah hurt the Foes Battallions.
Robert Stev' [...]son ne're mist the Enemy,
But furiously amongst their Troops lets fly.
Lieutenant Dyell and some brave Seamen,
Did from the walls slay many on the plain;
Lieutenant Evins praise shall now be told,
Who in all actions was both brave and bold:
Thô sev'nty years of age, he stoutly fought
At sev'ral Battles, and young Souldiers taught:
Until a Bullet pierc't his hardy Breast,
Yet he returned bravely with the rest:
To save his Life, his tender Daughter found
The safest Course, to suck his bloody Wound.
He laid in Stores, and willingly attends,
And lost 'bove twenty of his dearest Friends.
Of all the Powder which from England came,
Five hundred Barrels, eighty scarce remain,
And Scotland likewise fifty barrels sent,
All which against the Enemy we spent.
Sect. 15. The Enemy withdraw their Siege, and Major General Kirk marches the English Forces to Dery.
THese joyful Stores the Irish army awe,
Then in the Night they silently withdraw;
In greatest haste to Dublin they return,
And all along our strongest Buildings burn.
They gather'd all the Papists from our coast,
And made them march along with th' Irish Host.
Then Kirk with th'English Troops his march commenc'd
From Inch, and to our ruin'd town advanc'd.
Sir Matthew Bridges House and Gardens all,
Were quite destroy'd by the En'my at Brookhall.
The large and spacious suburbs were burnt down,
Which was a great Detriment to the Town:
Their Houses and their Goods destroy'd were,
Both by the Booms and Cannon in the War.
Their fruitful Parks and Suburb-Gardens fell,
Them to the Ground the Enemy Levell.
Their Debitors were slain, and Debts were lost,
A hundred thousand pounds scarce quit the cost.
The rich Inhabitants were turn'd to poor,
Which liv'd like Princes on their wealth before.
In this Condition Kirk did see the T [...],
The truth whereof is to the world known.
Mitchelburn Governour he did Decree,
And sent great Walker to His Majesty;
Whose benign Stars did influence our heart,
And wa [...]mth and vigour to our Souls impart
His infant reign produc'd this noble act,
And yearly greater Trophies did contract:
Witness the Boyne, Athlone and dire Aghrim,
Lim'rick and all the Kingdom gain'd by him,
May fav'ring Heaven preserve his precious breath,
And lasting Lawrels round his Temples wreath?
THe Work is done, Apollo does presage
The Success of it, in the future Age.
Zoilus himself dare not the Actions blame:
The Author values not a Poets Fame.
He wrote it for the sober Men of Sense;
Not for the Beau's or Wits Intelligence.
If Jove and they approve the former Words:
His Hero's will defend it with their Swords.
FINIS.