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A13423 A brave memorable and dangerous sea-fight, foughten neere the road of Tittawan in Barbary where the George and Elizabeth (a ship of London) under the command of Mr. Edmond Ellison, having but 19. peeces of ordnance, was encompass'd and encountred by nine great Turkish pyrat ships, or men of war, they being in number of men at the least 60. to one; and their ordnance more than ten to one against the English, yet (by Gods assistance) they were encouraged to a resolute fight, and obtained a glorious victory over their miscreant enemies, and a happy returne with men, ship, and goods to London. Taylor, John, 1580-1653. 1636 (1636) STC 23735; ESTC S111380 9,210 30

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hold it best True Christians fortitude to manifest Because they twice did shoot and twice begun Upon their second Gun we gave a Gun And so unto 't pell-mell straight wayes we went Our shot and powder liberally we spent But they were much more bountifull than we For every shot we sent they gave us three Then boord and boord on either side they layd us Where we paid them and as they could they paid us When ten men of the Turks at first were slaine Which made them with all speed fall off againe And leave us yet I something doe mistake That Conflict more than ten did kill or shake We being from the first two parted thus Streight two more came and fiercely boorded us Where all those villaines on the Ocean deepe Striv'd all we had to get and we to keepe Where shot and shot flew free we gave and tooke Till finding us too hot they us forsooke The Ayre was fild with Drum and crying sounds Of thundring Ordnance And the noyse rebounds Downe from the verge of the rotundious skyes That what with Guns Drums Clamors wounded crics Confusion horror and the cowards feare Grim Death himselfe began to domineere The accursed blood from the base sonnes of Cain Gush'd and began the greene-fac'd sea to staine Thus six times boorded by those cruell men We still sent some of them to Plutoes den And in their fury they did mount our tops Shot through our Sailes and Masts and cut our Roaps Shatterd our ship and would in shivers teare her They had beene better they had ne're come neere her For we were all resolv'd to fight and dye For God Prince Countrey and our liberty Their ships much rent with round and cros-bar shot And steele in bundles which we spared not Their men hurt and unknowne what number slaine They all in generall the fight refraine Their Admirall came hot within our reach Whose shot and ours made now and then a breach Untill at last good fortune did affoord VVe shot and beat her Main-mast bye the Boord VVhich made her leave the fight that lucky blow Did ease us gladly from our greatest foe Encompast round with smouldring smoke and sire Our enemies did finally retire Thus by the power of God their force was foyld Three of their ships went home torne split and spoyld The other six their course to Sea-ward bore Having no minde to trouble us no more But as they made away our loves to show VVe gave them now and then a parting blow For any man of judgement may conceive VVe spent some powder at their taking leave In this sharp conslict with those faithlesse Turkes God shew'd his ' Mercy over all his workes For though for one of us th 'had threescore men And for one Gun of ours th 'had more than ten Yet from the first to last of all the fight VVe lost but three men which were slaine outright And five or six men had some wounds or scarres To weare as noble jewels of the warres Yet none of those that with us wounded were VVe hope the use of one limb shall forbeare For which we give all Honour Laud and Praise Unto th' Almighty Ancient of all dayes He is the God of Battels and 't was He With his strong Arme that got the victorie The Lord of Hosts was onely our defence And we were his unworthy Instruments His power hath brought to passe most wondrous things And with small meanes confounded mighty Kings VVhen Egypts Pharaoh did his name despise He foyld him with an Hoast of Lice and Flyes And 'gainst that King Gods souldiers in those warres Were Hailstones Scabs and Frogs and Grashoppers For such contemptuous vermin he can make His Armies to inforce great Kings to quake Gedeon with poore three hundred Truth recites Destroyd the mighty Hoast of Midianites With Foxes and the Jaw-bone of an Asse Gods strength in Sampson brought great things to passe VVith Shamgars slender goad and Jaels Nayle Against the proud th' Almighty can prevaile All ea●thly force t' oppose his force is feeble Goliahs braines were pierced with a pibble And surely had the Lord not fought for us We had not liv'd to tell our story thus These Rabshakaes that each occasion waits To rob and spoyle all Christians in the Straits Whose barbarous and inhumane cruelty Is worse than Death for Death ends misery For such as dye under our Saviours Banner Dye Conqu'rors 't is no matter in what manner Would every man resolve thus surely then Men would not give away ships goods and men To these Mahometan base Infidels Whose spight gainst Christ and Christians so excels Then would our resolution strike a feare And terror in these Hell-hounds of Argiere Their hopes are numbers threats and composition A Trembling cowardly and base submission And thus with Bug-beare looks and scare-crow words They oft win more than with Guns Pikes or swords Had Weddell yeelded in the Persian Gulph Rufrero had devour'd him like a Wolfe Had Nichols yeelded like a fearefull mome His ship with victory had ne're come home Had Malam basely given himselfe away He had bin captiv'd and lost a glorious day And e're this fight had Ellison given over His credit he should ne're againe recover Then let men strive to doe as hath bin done By VVeddell Nichols Malam Ellison Take faith and hope and courage in distresse Trust in the Lord and he 'le give good successe We brag not I would have it understood 'T is not the arme of man nor flesh and blood That can effect such mighty things as these But onely he that rules heav'n earth and seas He gives the courage and the fortitude To few men to withstand a multitude And yet to brag and boast there 's none more apt Than such as in a cowards skin are wrap'd Such as dare not looke danger in the face But seeke some skulking hole or hiding place Betweene the Decks or in some Cable-Teire To keepe their carkasse shot-free in their feare Who feare a Guns report more than they doe The Hangman Gallowse and the Halter too These and none else but such as these will prate And lyes and letters often shall relate The unknowne worthy Actions which they did Remembring not to tell how they were hid I' th Cook-roome or some Cabbin or the Hold As is before a little plainly told VVe are not such we therefore say againe Gods be the glory all our force was vaine But yet we knew our cause was just and right And so the Lord encourag'd us to fight But some perhaps may say we are too free And that good ships and men may taken be VVith multitudes of enemies combinde And disadvantage of Sea Sunne and winde And that in such a case good composition On reasonable termes a forc'd condition Is better part with part than to lose all And into an assur'd destruction fall All this is right but yet all this is wrong If men doe not what doth to men belong VVe know