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A09218	Three to one being, an English-Spanish combat, performed by a westerne gentleman, of Tauystoke in Deuon shire with an English quarter-staffe, against three Spanish rapiers and poniards, at Sherries in Spaine, the fifteene day of Nouember, 1625. In the presence of dukes, condes, marquesses, and other great dons of Spaine, being the counsell of warre. The author of this booke, and actor in this encounter, Richard Peeeke [sic].	Pike, Richard, fl. 1625.	1626 (1626)	STC 19529; ESTC S120629	14,680	38

minded as to pitty my Estate and to let me goe To which he at last granted Bestowing vpon me one hundred Pistoletts to beare my Charges Hauing thus left Spaine I tooke my way through some part of France Where by occasion happening into Company of seuen Spaniards their Tongues were too lauish in Speeches against our Nation Vpon which some high words flying vp and downe the Roome I leaped from the Table and drew One of the Spaniards did the like none of the rest being Weaponed which was more then I knew Vpon the noise of this Bustling two English Men more came in Who vnderstanding the Abuses offered to our Countrey the Spaniards in a short time Recanted on their Knees their Rashnesse And so hoysing Saile for England I Landed on the three and twenty day of Aprill 1626. at Foy in Cornewall And thus endeth my Spanish Pilgrimage With thankes to my good God that in this extraordinany Manner preserued me amidst these desperate Dangers Therefore most gratious God Defender of Men abroad and Protector of them at home How am I bounden to thy Diuine Maiestie for thy manifold Mercies On my Knees I thanke thee with my Tongue I will praise thee with my Handes Fight in thy Quarrell and all the daies of my Life serue thee Out of the Red-Sea I haue escaped From the Lyons Den bin deliuered I rescued from Death and snatcht out of the Iawes of Destruction onely by Thee O my God Glory be to thy Name for euer and euer Amen Certaine Verses VVritten by a Friend in Comendations of the Author Richard Peeke SEldome doe Clowdes so dimne the day But Sol will once his Beames display Though Neptune driues the surging Seas Sometimes he giues them quiet ease And so few Proiects speed so ill But somewhat chaunceth at our will I will not instance in the Great Placed in Honors higher Seate Though Vertue in a Noble Line Comm●nds i● and the more doth shine Yet this is procu'd by Sword and Pen Desert oft dwells in priuate Men. My proofe is not farre hence to seeke There is at hand braue Richard Peeke Whose worth his Foes cannot reuoke Borne in the Towne of Tauystoke In Deuon where Minerua sitts Shaping stoute Hearts and pregnant Witts This well resolu'd and hardy Sparke Ayming at Fame as at a Marke Was not compell'd against his will In Mars his field to try his skill As Voluntary he did goe To serue his King against his Foe If he had pleas'd he might haue spent His daies at home in safe content But nurcing Valour in his brest He would aduenture with the Best Willing to shed his dearest blood To doe his Prince and Countrey good Thus bent he adding Winges to Feete Departed with the English Fleete There was no rub nor stay at all The Shipps saild with a pleasant Gale In setting forth they by their hap Seem'd lul'd in Amphitrites lap At length they did arriue at Cales Where restles Peeke against the Walles Made fouresccore Shot towards the Shore Making the Welkyn wide to rore He kept his standing in this strife Setting a straw by losse of life Into a Vineyard afterward He marcht and stood vpon his guard There he an Horse-man did dismount By outward port of good account But did on him compassion take And spar'd his life for pitties sake The next assault vneuen he felt For with twelue Spaniards he dealt At once and held them lusty play Vntill through odds theirs was the day From eare to eare they pearc'd his head And to the Towne him Captiue led In Prison they him shut by night Loaden with Chaines of greiuous waight All comfortlesse in Dungion deepe Where Stench annoyes and Vermines creepe He grouel'd in this loathsome Cell Where gastly frights and horrors dwell Yet nothing could his courage quaile Hunger nor thirst nor wound nor Iayle For being brought before a Don And askt Why England did set on A scraping not a pecking Hen He answer'd staine not English-men That England is a Nation stoute And till the last will fight it out My selfe could prooue by Chiualrie If for a Captiue this were free Why quoth the Duke darst thou to fight With any of my Men in fight Of thousands whom in Warre you vse Not one quoth Peeke doe I refuse A chosen Champion then there came Whose heeles he tript as at a game And from his Hand his Rapier tooke Presenting it vnto the Duke Then three at once did him oppose They Rapiers he a long Staffe chose The vse whereof so well he knowes He conquerd them with nimble blowes One that beside him playd his round He threw as dead vnto the ground The Noble Duke who this did see Commended Peeke and set him free He gaue him Guifts and did commaund That none should wrong him in their Land So well he did him entertayne And sent him to the Court of Spayne There he was fed with no worse meate Then which the King himselfe did eate His Lodging rich for he did lie In furniture of Tapestrie The King what of him he had heard Did with his Treasure well reward Our then Ambassador was there Peekes Pike and praise he doth declare At Spanish Court whiles he attends He thriues for Vertues sake as Friends Foes sent him in triumphant sort Home from a Foe and Forreigne Port. If thus his very Foes him lou'd And Deeds against themselues aproou'd How should his Friends his loue embrace And yeild him countenance and grace The praise and worth how can we cloke Of manly Peeke of Tauystoke FINIS J. D.

pleased God that I should pluck my Enemy downe The Horseman dismounted and haue him at my Mercy for Life which notwithstanding I gaue him He falling on his knees and crying out in French to me Pardone moy le vous pree le suis vn buon Chrestien Pardon me Sir I am a good Christian I seeing him braue and hauing a Soldiers minde to Rifle him I searched for Iewels but found onely fiue Peices of Eight about him in all amounting to twenty Shillings English Yet he had Gold but that I could not come by For I was in hast to haue sent his Spanish Knight-hood home on Foote and to haue taught his Horse an English Pace Thus farre my Voyage for Oranges sped well but in the end prooued sower Sawce to me And it is harder to keepe a Victory then to obteyne So heere it fell out with mine For fourteene Spanish Muskatiers spying me so busy about one of their Countrey-men bent all the Mouthes of their Peeces to kill me which they could not well doe without endangering this Don Iohns life so that I was inforced and glad I scap'd so too to yeild my selfe their Prisoner True Valour I see goes not alwaies in good Cloathes For He whom before I had surprized seeing me fast in the snare and as the euent prooued disdaining that his Countrey men should report him so dishonored most basely when my handes were in a manner bound behind me drew out his Weapon which the rest had taken from me to giue him and wounded me through the Face An vngentle vnworthy base Spaniard from Eare to Eare and had there killd me had not the foureteene Muskatiers rescued me from his Rage Vpon this I was led in Triumph into the Towne of Cales An Owle not more wondred and hooted at a Dog not more cursed In my beeing ledde thus along the Streets A Flemming spying me Wounded basely by a Flemming cryed out alowde Whither doe you leade this English Dogge Kill him kill him hee 's no Christian And with that breaking through the Crowde in vpon those who held mee ranne me into the Body with a Halbeit at the Reynes of my Backe at the least foure inches A Noble Spaniard One Don Fernando an antient Gentleman was sent downe this Summer from the King at Madrill with Soldiers But before our Fleete came the Soldiers were discharged They of Cales neuer suspecting that we meant to put in there Before him was I brought to be examined yet few or no questions at all were demaunded of me because he saw I was all bloudy in my Cloathes and so wounded in my Face and Iawes that I could hardly speake I was therefore committed presently to Prison where I lay eighteene dayes The Noble Gentleman giuing expresse charge that the best Surgeons should be sent for least being so basely hurt and handled by Cowards I should be demanded at his hands I being thus taken on the Monday when I went on Shore The Fleetes departure the Heere departed the Friday following from Cales at the same time when I was there a Prisoner Yet thus honestly was I vsed by my worthy Friend Captaine Portar He aboue my deseruing complayning that he feared he had lost such a Man The Lord Generalls loue My Lord Generall by the solicitation of Master Iohn Glanuile Secretary to the Fleete sent three Men on Shore to enquire in Cales for me and to offer if I were taken any reasonable Ransome But the Towne thinking me a better Prize then indeede I was denyed me and would not part from me Then came a Command to the Teniente or Gouernor of Cales to haue me sent to Sherrys otherwise called Xerez lying three Leagues from Cales Wondrous vnwilling could I otherwise haue chosen was I to goe to Sherry because I feared I should then be put to Tortures Hauing therefore a Young man an English Man and a Merchant Goodrow a Merchant Pikes Fellow Prisoner in Cales whose Name was Goodrow my fellow Prisoner who lay there for Debt and so I thinking there was no way with me but one That I must bo sent packing to my long home Thus I spake vnto him Countrey-man what my Name is our Partnership in Misery hath made you know And with it know that I am a Deuonshire-Man borne and Tauestock the place of my once-abiding I beseech you if God euer send you Liberty and that you saile into England take that Countrey in your way Commend me to my Wife and Children made wretched by me an infortunate Father and Husband Tell them and my Friends I intreate you for Gods cause that if I be as I suspect I shall be put to Death in Sherris I will dye a Christian Soldier no way I hope dishonouring my King Countrey or the Iustice of my Cause or my Religion Anon after away was I conueyed with a strong Guard Pike Prisoner in Sherrys by the Gouernour of Cales and brought into Sherrys on a Thurseday about twelue at night On the Sunday following two Friers were sent to me both of them being Irish Men and speaking very good English Two Friers sent to Confesse him One of them was caled Padre Iuan Father Iohn After a sad and graue Salutation Brother quoth he I come in Loue to you and Charity to your Soule to Confesse you And if to vs as your Spirituall Ghostly Fathers you will lay open your Sinnes wee will forgiue them and make your way to Heauen for to morrow you must dye I desired them that they would giue me a little respite that I might retire into a priuate Chamber and instantly I would repaire to them and giue them satisfaction Leaue I had Away I went and imediately returned They asked me if I had yet resolued and whether I would come to Confession I told them I had been at Confession already One of them demaunded with whome I answered with God the Father And with nobody else sayd the other Yes quoth I Pike at Confession but with no Friers and with Iesus Christ my Redeemer who hath both power and will to forgiue all Men their Sinnes that truely Repent Before these Two haue I falne on my knees and Confest my grieuous offences and trust they will giue me a free Absolution and Pardon What thinke you of the Pope sayd Father Iohn I answered I knew him not They hereupon shaking their heads told me they were sorry for me and so departed Whilst thus I lay in Sherrys The Captaine of the Fort a Prisoner the Captaine of the Fort Don Francisco Bustamente was brought in Prisoner for his Life because he deliuered vp the Castle but whether he dyed for it or no I cannot tell My day of Triall being come I was brought from Prison Duke of Medina D. of Macada D. Ferdinando Giron Marquesse De Alquenezes c. into the Towne of Sherrys by two Drumbes and a hundred Shotte before three Dukes foure Condes or Earles