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A30597	The straights voyage, or, St. Davids poem being a description of the most remarkable passages that happened in her first expedition against the Turkes of Argeir, Sir John Harman, commander, Rere-Admiral of His Majesty's fleet, beginning May 1669, ending April 1671 / by John Baltharpe, belonging to the foresaid ship.	Baltharpe, John.	1671 (1671)	Wing B610; ESTC R16913	40,335	108

Canons they did Roar Birth day it was of Charles our King VVhole Peals of Cancns we made Ring Each Merchants Ship also did Fire VVhat Guns they had from small to greater For they had cause for to rejoyce As well as we with Heart and Voice Cause he doth Seamen bravely Pay That Guards their Ships both night and day Our Davids Sister whom we call St Putrick here Vice-Admiral Of Fleet of Hollanders did Ride VVith several Men of VVar beside Here we three whole weeks here did lagg A waiting for Sir Edward Spragge These Merchant Ships from us to take And guard beyond the Southward Cape The Merchants cause he stay'd so long Came to Sir John with Reasons strong And him perswaded to Convey Them England too without delay We watered then made all things fit Unto Old England for to get Then Boot-hose-tops we gave Saint David And on the Yards did shout and brave it To think upon our English Girls We joyful was as any Earls But all our Joys were quite diminisht Before our work we had quite finisht For we saw the Vice-Admiral Come with his Squadron great and small Our Mirth to Sorrow all was turn'd Our hearts within our Bosoms burn'd To our acquaintance there Aboard We could not one good word afford For Enemies we did them take And to them one good word wont speak For they away our Fleet convay'd With sorrow left us ill apaid And likewise so was each Ships Master Most sorrowful at this disaster For they such love had for Sir John The like they never had for none This for the Second will suffice Perhaps you 'l think in it there 's Lies But I le assure you it is true To each man I le give but his due The End of the second Part. The third Part. The third Part now so far reach As to Messena at one stretch And if your Patience ben't out-worn Perhaps will reach back to Legorn ABout this time in this same Road We heav'd our Purser over-board It seems his body was no stronger He died cause he could live no longer Enough of this let 's turn our Tale When from Cates Road then did we Sail Upon the sixteenth day of June VVe Sail'd away before t was Noon Towards Tangeire Orders to take To make the Moors of Salle quake Lord Howard there as I do tell yea No peace would make with ' Moors of Salle That very June the nineteenth day VVe Anchor did in Tangeire Bay Sir John was sick and therefore Could not my Lord wait on ashoar Therefore my Lord he did afford To see Sir John to come Aboard Upon our Main-topgallant-mast-head A young-man did a Jack-Flag spread At each Yard Arm our Pendants blow Methoughts they made a goodly show He Noble was to them o th' side And to the Centuries beside After his Treatment with Sir John We quickly guest the Conclusion Powder we took in thirty Barrels To vindicate Lord Howards Quarrels To fight a Castle hard by Salle Bar Cause we against them had got VVar. The four and twentied day of June Our Anchors up we did get soon The Dartmouth and Norfolk with us Sail With pretty fresh Easterly Gale When we unto this Salle did draw nigh Two Sail of Hollanders we did espie With Salle men of War which they had took Another put Ashoar which Moors forsook That day the twenty eighth of June We saw that raging Bar in Afternoon Likewise the Fort which to the Southward-stood It very near was unto the Bars foot Though Sir John's known of Courage bold ●nd by no Enemi●● will be controul'd ●f four Ships unto one appear He doth not stand at all in fear But for to fight against this place Wherefor to ●ack there is room scarce ●n Ships so great of Charge as ours T were in the Air for to build Towers ●or if a Ship should miss to stay ●shoare she soon might be I say Therefore we Cruset about the Bar ●o meet with Salle men of War ●nt meeting none we Sail'd away ●o boot 't was for us there to stay ●nd towards Tangeir away we Sail ●ith pretty handsome South-west Gale ●uly the Fourth we there Arived ●nd found it standing where we left it ●gain that very night we waighed ●ut by my Lord again was staied ●ecause he did intend to go ●o Cales with us next day also ●eparations therefore we did make ●ip-board my Lord next day to take ●e got up Flag-staff all things meet ●ith honour now my Lord to Treat ●ut minds of Great men oft do change ● thing it is more true than strange 〈◊〉 Lord he then not being ready 〈◊〉 Cales Road we steered steaddy At three a Clock he sixth of July From Tangeir we did Sail most duly And at Eleven that same day We gained Cales-Road I do say Five Merchant-men there of good force We found which staied there for us For they up to the Straights were bound And did salute us each one round We watered then made all things fit VVhat things we wanted we did get And on July the fifteenth day From Cales-Road we did part away But in the Bay of Bulls next day VVe dropped Anchor and did stay Because a Fleet of Merchant-Men VVe did espie a coming then The Convoy of that Fleet was then The Jearsey and Centurian Two of our Squadron these Ships was The matter it was ordered thus As we go up then they come down And so our Convoys they go round No better way was ever taken Nor will be when the same 's forsaken The sixteenth day away we Sail VVith pretty fresh and merry Gale VVith Fire-ship we eight Sail are The Argereens we do not fear But in Straights-mouth good wind we want For we did find a strong Levant We tare our Rigging split our Sails Levant strong blows there 's naught avails We Anchored then and broke our Cable Under Cape Sprat there nothing able To do good ' gainst this Wind as yet Before its Venome it hath spit The Twenty First got Anchor hold Under the Cape before is told New Sails brought too and Rigging mended Before next day it was half ended The Two and Twentieth we did waigh And then got into Tangeir Bay Where we Sir Thomas Allen saw But Current won't le ts near him draw With several Frigots which did Ride In Tangeir Bay with him beside VVe him saluted though I 'me sure VVe were a League from him and more Two Pinks one Ketch he sent to us For to convoy them up the Straights The Ketch she had Commanders in For the Advice and Garnsey which were slain For they did die both in the Bed of Honour In the Defence of our brave Banner With seven Sail of best Ships of Argeir They bravely fought stood no whit in fear And did secure some Merchant-men In company were with them then July the Twenty Sixth we stood That day unto Malhago Road By reason fair wind we had got At that same time we Anchored not But

ends And then they care not to be freinds Money which they did take away From the East-Indies Man They say They cannot heple for he that took The same away Hath them forsook The Moneyes shar'd amongst three hundred How they shonld get i'ts to be wondred Out of the bellies of so many And therefore we an 't like to have any To some Things they would condescend To other Things they would not bend So in conclusion we did Jarr And gainst them we proclamed Warr. On nights in Boats upon the Waves Near Shoar we lye to take up Slaves Some Boats of Corn laden for Argeir We took as they the Shoar drew near One Boat I very well remember It was about the middle of September Dark in the Night under the Shoar As we lay sculking on our oare Near to the Shoar as he came creeping We Boarded him a Woman weeping With a young Child sate after on The Turks and Moores over board run We went to fishing then for Moores And took them up with blades of Oares The flesh of some with our Boat-hook We entered and so up them took At last we took up quite so many That there did not escape us any One night as we lay waiting there Under the Shoar at day appear A Fleet of Surkish Boats which come Thinking our our Boats to over run ●or all they were bove four to one ●et with our Muskets we went on ●nd stood to it with Blunderbus Gainst them for all their Harquibus When the Turks saw us so Valliantly Come on with so much Gallantry Thay could not long endure our Force But straightway Turn'd their backs to us And then like Cowards run away Into the bottom of the Bay Then out unto their Aid did come A Ericantine well Man'd and Gun'd Indeed of him we stood in fear Cause that he had got great Guns there Which farr over our Boats would come But our small Shot would not reach home Captain Darcy now espying this In Dartmouth which but fifth Rate is Let slip his Cable and made hast This Pirats Bricantine to bast His part he played that same day Most gallantly without delay His Guns did at the Turks Boats roar Which made them turn their Heads ashoar No trust in Mahomet they had Their countenances were very sad For fear the Wind should faulter then The Dartmouth she stood off agen When they Espyed her about Down to their Boats in a great Rout They did them high thinking to gain Argeir Town fore that they were tane And so they did Rowing close by the Shoar As ever they could do for Oare Captain Darcy did let broad-sides fly Amongst their Boats perpetually He sent them to Mahomets Wherry No cause they had for to be merry For Charon to his Stygeon-Lake Mahometans do alwaies take The Ships Forts Castle all did Fire At him being mov'd much to Ire But he at all was not dismaid In their own Coin he them repaid And gave them Shot for Shot therefore He naught would put upon the score Had Charles our King no Captains worse They would not have our Nations Curse As had that Sea-fares Captain who Ran's Ship A-shoar he naught would do Neither for King nor Countries sake But all to peeces Kings-ship brake Base Cowardize unworthy Man More fit to ride in a Sedan Then for to Mount a brave Kings-Ship He rather doth deserve a Whip Whilst we lay here even at noon day A Portugall escapt away In Garden of his Pateroone He was a working about noon ●● Boate he seeing neer the Shoare ●● straightways did his work give o're ●●d was resolved for to dye ● gaine desired Liberty ●●rough presse of Turks and Moores he then ●●d run with Pruning Knife in hand ●●ost like a Valiant man and stout ●●d every way did lay about ●● means whereof he free did make ● passage and we in him take ●●me fifty years of Age was he ●hen thus he gain'd his liberty ●d was Eleven years a Slave ●nto a Tagareene base Knave ●ow understand whilst we lay here ●efore this Pirats Town Argeir ●t Sea they Ships of Warr had then ●hich harmed much poor Merchant-Men ●r John Harmon he well known to Fame ●ppointed was to Guard the same ●is care it was exceeding much With them he always would keep touch ●ake easie Sayl on Nights therefore ●n Nights he bore the Light before ●is Chickens alwayes who close clings ●nder the shelter of his wings ●n dayes perhaps they 'l wander yet keep sight Of their Rare Admirall if ought them fright As oft it hapneth doth the Ravenou's Kite Under her wings they are at Night The Darmoth was St. Davids second Though but a small Ship she is reckon'd The Captain hath a heart as great As if he were in a Third Rate A Pendent always she did bear At Mizen-top-mast-head most fair To shew the World she did belong Unto the Squadron of Sir John The fifth day of October we With Dartmouth in our company From Argeire Pirats-town set Sail With pretty fresh Southerly Gale And over for the Spanish Shoar We bent our Course with speed therefore For Water at that time Aboard Was little left upon my word For Jversey we steer therefore Making account for to get more The eighth of October we Did Anchor dropt at Jversey But Prodick they wont us afford Cause that our Guns wont speak one word First in a fashion of Salute 'T is true our Iron-Dogs were mute I know no reason why that we Englands Rere-Admiral on the Sea A petty Governour should salute Of Islands that 's of no Repute From Jversey next day we steer And bend our Course next towards Alteere Here stands a Castle at Alteere Upon a Hill by the water nere Which hath Three Gunns upon occasion If Turks should make on them Invasion As for Salutes they do not care You need not fear of Prodick there From the Eastward this same place doth want But Six Leagues unto Alicant Good Water fresh there in a River Small neck of Land from Salt doth sever This place it is upon the Maine In Countrey of the King of Spaine On Fourteenth of that same October We came to Alicant moreover Beveridge we got in steed of Beer Good Red Wine that same was I sweare A Shore at this same Alicant A Frolique rare I did not want An English Fidlar I 'le forget his Name Did leave his Fiddle saying take the same If I return not by and by I do not know the reason why But he returned not that same Night Before next Day appear'd in sight Cause he that Night went to a W And to us he would come no more His Fiddle paid Six Rialls score At this he Frett he Fomed he Wept 'T was ne're the ne're to be perplext Kings Ship this fellow leaves poor Asse For Service of a Spanish Lasse Where he perhaps the Pox may get He 'l time then have to repent it Enough concerning this same bout Let 's other Matters