On Wednesday, the 19. of this instant May 1652.

From a very sure Hand.

Printed at Leith by Evan Tyler. 1652.

A True Relation of the late Great Fight at Sea, by the English Fleet, and the Hollanders, between Dover and Calis.
On Wednesday the 19. of this instant May, 1652.

Loving Friend,

THE Hollanders have deceived you, and many others, (but themselves most.) In the height of their spirits they came upon our Coasts, with about Four­ty Sail: upon Tuesday last they sent two of their Frigots into the Downs, whilst the others hovered up and down about the South-end of Goodwin: They saluted our Vice-Admirall, Major Bourn. Our Admi­rall was then with his Guard about Dung­hilness; They were re-saluted. The two Captains came a-board, with (as may be conceived) a lye in their mouths: Their [Page 4] request was, to come in and water at Deal, under pretence they were forced from their Anchors, by foul weather, from their own Road, so that they came away unpro­vided Major Bourn asked them, VVhe­ther they would strike their Flags; for they were then up where they were. They replyed, They had Order to strike to no Nation. Major Bourn replyed; Nei­ther had he any Order to give them leave to come in to water. This was the sa­lute; and having given them the enter­tainment with a Glass of VVine, the two Dutch Captains departed to the Ships; and at their going out of the Downs, gave another fair Salute, which was answered with the like Civilitie. So, the Dutch Fleets anchored between the Light-house and Dover Castle that night; and next day about one or two of the clock in the after­noon, (in the mean time there was Intel­ligence went between Generall Blake, and [Page 5] Major Bourn) and it seemed by the event, the Resolution was, That our two Squa­drons should meet, so soon as VVind and Tide would give them leave; for the wind was contrary to Gen. Blake, being Nor­therly, so that he was fain to wait the Tide. which was about one or two of the clock: and the wind fitted Major Bourn. So soon as they weighed their Anchors, and hoised saile, the Hollander did the like, they ly­ing between our two Squadrons, and ob­serving their motion: At first, we by their sailing, thought they had made home­ward, without any intention to fight, for they were gone near half Seas over, be­tween us and Calis, and by the way receiv­ed an addition of Ships, as we could plain­ly discover: But on a sudden, a VVarning-Piece being shot off, they all tackt about, and made for our Coasts somewhat: but for the most part, kept themselves near the middle of the Channell South-ward, as if [Page 6] bound that wayes against Dover. Our two Squadrons being somwhat near together, they also drew near: And the Dutch Ad­miral, before the rest of his Fleet, with one Friggot, bore up to our Admirall, with the Flag up: Our Admirall shot to have him strike; this he did twice: And then they to their broad sides, Pell Mell, with as much force as any Sea-Fight hath been managed since 88. The Fight began a­bout six in the afternoon, and held till be­tween nine and ten, the Dutch Admiral be­ing extreamly beaten, so that he was fain to lye upon the Lees, and came little in Play after the first fierce Encounter. Our men went on with much reso­lution, and Performance, as you can imagine men to do. The Lord gave them Courage beyond measure: many Voluntiers offered themselves from Dover, and Deal, and did very good Service; about fifty men came from Sand­witch, [Page 7] but a litle too late; I add this to let you see how the spirits of the English are rais­ed up against the Dutch, though the num­ber of their Ships were double to ours, we having but twenty four, whereof two of them being fire ships that did no ser­vice, and theirs about fifty; we saw at the back of the sands, which we suppose might be about 20. Sail, which some of Dover say, came in before the Fight was ended; however it pleased the Lord to honour our Nation with this most incomparable Vi­ctory as great as any we have had, if consi­dered in itself, and in the Consequences of it: But to be short, we sunk one of the great­est Ships, took another of Fourtie Guns: I saw the Ensigne of it at the stern of a Catch, sent in by Generall Blake to the Major of the T [...]n trailing them in the water, under [...]e English Colours: The rest of the Hollanders Fleet being (well) beaten, silently in the [Page 8] Night, withdrew themselves (as vvas conceived) to Callis, and since vve have not seen them: Our Fleet (I suppose) by this time, may be near Dover-Road to re­fresh themselves, and to take care for their vvounded men: Yet this is a mercy not to be omitted, that there is not a Cap­tain of the Fleet hurt, nor any Officer of Note slain: In our Admirall vvhich sustained the greatest Brunt in the Fight, there vvere eight slain, and tvvelve [...]ound [...]d; what, on how many in other Ships, I know not. This which I have written, I am confident to be very true: VVhat, I was not a Spectator of, I have from the Major of Dover, and o­ther honest men of credit,

Your very loving Friend I. H.

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