Britaines Honour.
In the two Valiant Welchmen, who fought against fifteene thousand Scots, at their now comming to England passing over Tyne; whereof one was kill'd manfully fighting against his foes, and the other being taken Prisoner, is now (upon relaxation) come to Yorke to his Majestie.
The tune is, How now Mars &c.
Newcastle.
Scots
English.
YOu noble Brittaines bold and hardy,
That iustly are deriv'd from Brute,
Who were in battell ne're found t rdy,
But still will fight for your repute;
'gainst any hee,
What e'r a'be,
Now sor your credit list to me,
Two Welchmens valour you shall see.
There two undaunted Troian worthies,
(Who prized honour more then life,)
With Royall Charles, who in the North is,
To salve (with care) the ulcerous strife;
Which frantick sots,
With conscious spots,
Bring on their soules; these two hat shots,
Withstood full fifteene thousand Scots.
The manner how shall be related,
That all who are King Charles his friends
May be with courage animated,
Vnto such honourable ends;
These cavaliers,
Both Musquetiers,
Could never be possess with feares,
Though the Scots Army nigh appearee.
Within their workes neere Tyne intrench'd
Some of our Soveraignes forces lay;
When the Scots Army came, they flinched,
And on good cause retyr'd away;
Yet blame them not,
For why the Scot,
Was five to one, and came so hot,
Nothing by staying could be got.
Yet these two Martialisto so famous,
One to another thus did say;
Report hereafter shall not shame us,
Let Welchmen scorne to runne away;
Now for our King.
Let's doe a th [...]g
Whereof the world shall loudly ring
Vnto the grace of our off-spring.
The vaunting Scot shall know what valour,
Doth in a Britains brest reside;
They shall not bring us any dolour;
But first wee'll tame some of their pride.
What though we dy,
Both thee and I?
Yet this we know assuredly,
In life and death ther's victory.