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A60606 A poem on the famous ship called the Loyal London Begun at the charge of the Right Honourable the Lord Mayor, aldermen, and commoners of the city of London, in the year 1665. and lanched June 10. 1666. which they presented to His Majesty as a testimony of their loyalty and dutiful affection; and built at Deptford by Captain Taylor. By William Smith. Smith, William, fl. 1660-1686. 1666 (1666) Wing S4277; ESTC R221515 3,406 16

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A POEM On the famous Ship CALLED The Loyal London Begun at the charge of the Right Honourable the Lord Mayor Aldermen and Commoners of the City of London in the year 1665. and Lauched June 10. 1666. which they presented to His Majesty as a testimony of their Loyalty and dutiful affection And built at Deptford by Captain Taylor By WILLIAM SMITH DOMINE DIRIGE NOS LONDON Printed for Nath Brook at the Angel in Cornhill 1666. Committee appointed to take care for the building of the Ship LOYAL LONDON 15. March 1664. Alder. Sir John Lawrence Sir Tho Adams Sir Rich Brown Sir John Frederick Sir John Robinson Sir An Bateman Sir Tho Bludworth Sir Wil. Turner Sir R Ford Sir R Ryves Com. Sir Tho Chambrelan Sir Wil Bateman Sir A Ingram Captain Ryves Col. Nevile Deputy Tivill Mr. N Pening Deputy Canham Deputy Jefferies Major Stroud Sam Foot Esq Hen Bainbrigg Esq mort Col. Clegat Mr. Tho Pilkington Deputy Warren Deputy Throckmorton Tho Culling Esq Captain Birkin Deputy Lluellin and Mr. Jonathan Ash mort Licensed June 15. 1666. Roger L'estrange A POEM ON The Loyal London WHen envious Fate or Errour had dissolv'd The former London and her self involv'd Her Men her Guns her Tackling in a cloak Of sudden lightning and sulphureous smoak She roar'd out thus Another though I burn Shall blossome from and grace my watry Vrne A LOYAL LONDON who shall long proclaim Her Princes greatness and her CITYS fame This mightier Phaenix now at length we have The greater birth of her great Mother's grave Th' Escurial of the Deep whose State may bear As well as Titus Amphitheater The name of Wonder and deserves a room Above the ruines of the Carian Tomb. Her bulk's for use her beauty strength doth hide Those were th' effects of Luxury and Pride Yet e're kind Zephyr with officious gales Salutes her Canvas or employs her sails Before the wondring Nereides shall discern Her threat'ning Lyon or her guilded Stern On the admiring Surges floating ere Among her Sister-wonders she appear Cathedrals high-aspiring heads at land Thus lift and o're the humbler Churches stand Her mighty timbers and her large-siz'd beams Thames first receiv's on his transparent streams Glad to behold and bear this pompous load His reed-environ'd head from 's moist aboad He now advanc'd and thus begins to say Whilst silver-footed Nymphs about him play I 'm He whom th' Ocean most of all his Sons Does court my crystal current gently runs And sends such winged fortresses abroad As awe the world and Thetis shoulders load Iberian Pagus slight thy golden Oare My fertile banks exceed thy barren shoare And Nereus knows my force o're him prevails His arms my Cables press his back my Sails To Pibers awful Fasces yielding place So once the Ocean did submit his Mace Surrounding Drake about the vast globe rowls Viewing the Artick and Antartick Poles Yet his small Pinnace coasting did but show A vain Ludibrium on rough Neptunes brow Built o're the subdu'd billows to give Law Both to encompass and the world to awe Here 's SHEE whom uncontrolled Fates have chose To check the boldness of our Neighboring foes Whose solid planks when on rude waves they pass Contemn the fury of the thund'ring Brass No Sea-exciting gusts or Storms she fears Much lowder tempests in her self she bears Through foaming Neptunes boiling waves she glides Aetnas inclosed in her armed sides And trembling Holland her more dreadful finds Then raging storms rais'd by Autumnal winds From out each Port-hole a Vesuvius roars In massie Iron and not in Cinder showers Whose unperceived speed leave far behind Strong Corus o're the slower Eastern Wind Like wrathful Angels her lowd Guns do breath On obvious Mortals unexpected Death And She as Sinon's Horse bears armed men Not by close plots but open force to win Whose Sterling valour in true worth doth shine Without the base allay of Brandy-wine To move revenge and to incite our rage What hood-wink'd rashness did the Dutch engage Depriv'd of Herrings but our slighted store Soon they will be so despicably poor As when they made their Idolized thing And first took Arms against their Catholick King In whose Dominions Heaven's bright Cohorts have Their rise and set their cradle and their grave With equall folly and with equal fate Mistaken Carthage urg'd the Romane State Oh may I still the Loyal London see Triumphant o're our foes return from Sea A living Monument and a lasting story Of her great Masters and his Citie 's glory He having spoke in this or such a straine His aged head his flouds receive again Slightly encamp'd the Ancient Consuls lie Their Evocati and Triarij nigh Secur'd with treble fosses arm'd with stakes Whilst at each port an order'd Cohort wakes Our better fenced Isle which Thetis laves Entrench'd by Nereus with unconquer'd waves A liquid Rampier of fierce surges arms And we encamp'd within secure from harms Defended thus by careful Nature's hand Sole Umpiers of the Western world we stand When with extended Sails rough Seas we sweep Our sturdy Oaks re-florish in the deep On tumid billows tost with furious winds Our warlike SEAMAN steady footing finds With Roman courage Roman constancy Intends to conquer or intends to die Protests that Quagmire Holland now doth quake Fearing our arms will to one Chaos shake Butter and Cheese united Boors and Bogs And pickle up Mijnhere with Eeles and Frogs His sober brain provok'd contemns vain fear Nor needs the fury of the Grape or Beer He without Brandy his true valour shows Engaged heats still fighting fiercer grows His daring heart and good success alike O're the Dutch sinews a chill Ague strike The great Augustus once affrighted thus The weaker Angel of Antonius We floating Forts our Guardian Angels send Our foe to vanquish or assist our friend Vainly the Friar his Brasen Head invokes For Brasen walls we have brass-armed Oaks Swift Oaks whose flame-wink'd thunder can with ease Command the Ocean and the narrow Seas And our successful Red Cross still did come From Sea victorious and triumphant home With equall courage and with equal fate Our antient TITLE we at land debate Whilst our Victorious Armies twice advance The English Standard through the heart of France France on whose face our Swords have left more scarrs Then mighty Caesar in his ten years wars And Monseur if you question this report Read Crescy Poictiers Vernoil Agincourt They 'r your own Chronicles will tell you who On one poor Rump oft sup'd and dined too Great Julius Eagles fixt their rav'nous claws When under various Princes various Laws We did our Conquest to a period bring When France was subject to one Potent King Majestick Rome did back his conquering cause Rome to the wealthy East which then gave Laws The French provoked Scotch with hostile rage And sudden fury did our backs engage His were old Souldiers ours had seen no foe And that Mercurial aëry Nation know Our civil broils were the unhappy chance Not Joan nor Charls which thrust us out of France It was our selves our selves that overthrew None could our Arms but our own Arms subdue 'T was our Black Edward shak'd th' Iberian Crown And dispossessed Pedro did enthrone T was our stout Richard won the Holy Land Both Prince and Victor did in Cyprus stand To the King BUt You Great Prince from whom do blossom forth All former virtues and all former worth Have propagated more the British powers Then our old Monarchs your great Ancestours Our ancient Saxon King did sometime please O're smaller limits of the narrow Seas To sit triumphant view the neighboring shoares Whilst Captive Kings tug'd at his laboring oares The Earth-environing Ocean doth obey The mild commands of your diffusive sway How do our Annals Edward's fame advance For worsting once the Naval Force of France Far higher must your great renown appear Who worsted and triumphed over Her Whose avaritious domineering rage You standing Neuter might the world engage In our Terrestrial Sphere long may you move Your Subjects safety and your Subjects love Your watchful thoughts and your unwearied care Succeeding ages will with joy declare Tell how without th' expence of their own bloud Or sweat You wisely have contriv'd their good Cry out oh Happy Age even then alone Both Arms and Arts in full perfection shone Then did the Sacred Nine sing in a strain Not much exceeded in Augustus reign To the City I Know oh stately City my low praise Nor disproportion'd verse thy glory raise If of thy Arms or of thy Arts I sing Or neighb'ring fields blest with perpetual Spring When Jove to seasons turn'd the fleeting year He left that ancient priviledge only here Or if I say the rarest things thou hast To feed the eye or to provoke the tast Yea if Lucullus had but seen thy store He must have thought's Luxurious Kitchin poor Or of thy wholsome site for air and health Or mighty trafick or abundant wealth Or thy old splendor power and great renown Paulinus did see thee a famous Town Or of thy River which such Fleets doth bear As Lumbardstreet shews us both Indies here Or should I say thou always wert the great Emporeum of our Kings and regal Seat To compleat all and now to serve thy King Thou didst at last to full perfection bring This mighty Ship this work of many days To thy great credit and eternal praise Although begun when scarce thou drew thy breath In a sad night of horror and of Death And she I hope will recompence alone The former London and the Prince that 's gone The Prince which if the Muses can divine May prove a Phaenix too one shall out-shine Her built by the brave Liberality And forward hearts of our Nobility Whose worthy service shall for many years The Honour tell and Splendour of our Peers That in their veins this resolution shows The antient bloud of their great Fathers flows FINIS