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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
master_n	captain_n	john_n	lieutenant_n	4,128	5	11.8519	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
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

Shaking their Coats no I have none What think you that young men come there You very much mistaken are If guilty then they blush amain To see how truly they are tane Down on their Mary bones they 'l hover Be kind good Sir he is my Brother But all this while he is her Lover Enough is said I could say more For I have slept even at my Oare So weary have I been a Pressing Both night and day even without seising A thankless Office 't is I swear It from hence forth I will forbear Except that there be great occasion By forreign Nations Invasion And then what men can stand and see The ruine of his Country I am perswaded for my part A valiant heart must sufter smart To see his Country go to ruine And he that while is nothing doing Against these Pirates of Algeir Indeed I much concerned were Because I by them Rogues was taken Though I had Friends was not forsaken ' Gainst them I made a Vow that hour That I would plague them to my power A Year and half they kept me there After that period Ransom'd were By my own Friends for I compacted With a London Merchant and contracted For every piece of Eight he paid Five shillings English down was laid But first of all we must to Court With Creatures strange of several sort For to present unto the King These things to White-Hall we did bring Which forth the Straights in Zebulan Captain Hunt Commander did bring then There was Red-ey'd Pidgeons Turtle Doves And Antelops which Kings they love The King most graciously lent ear To us that Slaves were in Argeir And paid our Ransomes every penny Our Friends from purses was not any I have serv'd the King and eke my Nation From that time after in my Station My bouden Duty it was so A thankful Person lesse can't do This by the by But now let 's pass To see Transactions what they was After the Pressing of our Men What Course Sterde we I wonder then What thing of Note did us befall That I took notice next of all Was when we hal'd our Boat a shoare Gainst there where we our Ship did moar First we her clean'd all things compleat She Tallowed was most fine and neat When we had done her Blacking was not dry t would stick upon the cloths of them came nigh Therefore we let her stand upon the stocks to Clift town we went ne'r thought of knoks But knockt we were and that most soundly Though we stood too it pretty roundly For they were ten to one I 'me sure I should not lye if I said more This quarrel it did first begin As we sat merrily a drinking One simple Fellow of our Crew Told there a Towns-man he him knew To be a Seaman and that he With him some time had been at Sea This foolish Fellow would him Press He told him he could do no no lesse At this the Fellow swears and tears Sets all the Town about our ears Away they come with Crickets Bats And knockt us down like unto Rats There came a Barber with his Pole And knockt me down upon my soul Nay this of all did vex me worse The women they did at us curse Crying out Presse-masters ah ye Rogues Be gone from Town you arrant Dogs One quarter part of us knew not What all this time we Quarrell'd at That night they half of us Secur'd The other half they got A-board Betimes i' th Morning to our view There did appear a lusty Crew The Towns-men they began to tremble And fetcht us beer they did desemble Comes one poor Woman truly I Did you no harm I know not why You were secur'd in this same Place 'T will last I 'me sure but a little space A Prophetesse she was I think For 'fore that we one Pot could drink Lieutenant Soundèrs brought us word Sir John would speak with us aboard Then out of Wooden-Prison came we I was right glad you could not blame me Now Sirs I this to you will show When that the Townsmen they did know That we were Sir John Harmans men They could have wisht us out again But seeing they had gone so far And ' gainst us had proclaimed War Ambassador they then did chuse Their Minister who wont refuse Unto Sir John them to excuse And by his Arguments so sound He closed had at last their Wound To his Parishoners he came And told them he had lain the blame On the Boats-Crew and therefore He would us punish very sore He no true Prophet was in this Sir John was wiser I do wis Then punish Ten for one mans fault Whose Name is called Master Maul● Some call him Sir John Barlycorn Chuse which you will he had out-worne Our patience quite at that same 〈◊〉 And mad us Act things out of Rea●●● Captain Dangerfield some do him 〈◊〉 When he gets Mastery oyer all The very Reason he Captives 'T is never good when that he 〈…〉 Our Friends he oftimes makes our Foes By him oftimes we do get Blows Therefore I pray don't with him 〈◊〉 At last he makes a man a Beast Where are you running Hold my M●●● Let 's these things following now 〈◊〉 Sir John Harman he Aboard us came That day that we did act the same Our Flag at Mizen-top-mast head To rights a nimble young-man spread The David Saint sure now is proud Undaunted Sermen shout aloud And willingly they would to work To fight against the faithless Turk But that same Flag wan't all her pride She had a sute of Pendants tide At each Yard one White Red Blew Methoughts they made a goodly shew Our Officers if I should name Methinks I were not much to blame Captain Liuetenant under Sir John Is by his Name call'd Saunderson Liuetenant Stout well known to Fame Our Master Marshal is his Name Samuel Hatfield is our Boatswain's Name He 's man enough I 'le say the same With Silver Call on Deck he stands Winds it make haste aloft more Hands Come on my Lads look to your Gear Be sure that we have all things clear Albian Howel we our Gunner call The grandest charge he hath of all He gives our Guns their Lowance in such sort That they do give a good Report Our Carpenter is call'd Elias Waffe A tite Ship we don● w●nt that 's praise enough Our one Eye'd Cook is nam'd George Drake No more of him I do mean to speak July the first we Sailed from The Hope where we had Rid so long Guns at that time were Fired some For joy that they had got our Room Away that Tide with merry Gale We to the Boy-oth'-Oare did Sail Next day we over the Flats stood But Anchor did in Margret-Road Into the Downs upon my word We did Arrive July the third July the fourth being Sabbath-day Our Streamers all we did display The Roe Buck Ambral here did Ride With other men of War beside That very day we went a Shoar To fetch our

When she our company had forsaken But Sir John's presence in that place Did hinder them at that same space Of making of her then a Prize The French Vice Admirall was more wise For we by the Frenchmens side would sink Before that same should be I think The losse of this same Tunnaseene The English Counsels would a been Presents therefore he brought unto Sir John who kindness him did show In English Prize that sold was here Was took by Pirats of Argeir One English Lady and her Maid Who that same time were sore afraid Least that bad usage they should have Because that then they were their slave But the English Consull did them buy And took them from their Custody With Honour then he did them treat And let them want nothing was fit This Lady was to Venice bound Before the Turks they had her found Her Unkle Consull of that place Sent a great Ransome for his Neece And to Legorne we then convoy'd Both Lady ●ai● and eke her Maid From Tunn is we did sayl away March the two and twentieth day And towards Messena we did sayl With good wind and a fresh gale Unto Messena we I say Did come the five and twentieth day Some Merchants ships we then there found Which down the Straights with us were bound Sir John he did appoint the Fleet Him at Messena for to meet Three weeks we here at least did stay A market was on board each day Except on Sundays then Sir John Would cause them all for to begone All sort of trade they brought aboard Silk Stockings Brande Wine they afford Some Cabidges some Nuts some Figgs Some Seracusa Wine some Eggs When Moneys gone they 'l truck for bread No more needs now for to be said Old a Drawers old a Wascoate And so about the Ship they trot Nay some they l truck even for old shooes There 's naught so bad as they l refuse Aprill the eight day we had newes How that the Seafare did refuse To fight four Argeir men of Warr Therefore they had her run a shore When Sir John heard this newes in hast We went to Sea thinking to bast With onely Dartmouth them same four We prayd to meet with them each hour But who these bad things now can mend The wind it would not stand our friend But as we came then through the Vare Anchor and Cable we lost there By cross graind currant for●st to Anchor We cut our stopper and shank painter Back to Messena we came then And found store of the Seafares men They lusty tall men were and stout Enough these four Sail for to rout But their Commanders had no hearts Like stout Men for to act their parts Old man he was by course of nature His life it could not indure much longer T was great Renown for to be slain Rather then such dishonour gain And yet by hand of justice he Will loose his life assuredly If ever upon English ground His foot he set and to be found April the twelfth we Sail'd from Messena where we staid so long VVith sixteen Sail of Merchantmen VVe towards Legorne sailed then That burning Island Strambello VVe sailed by that Night also The blazing Flames and sulpherous Fire We saw which some did much admire The reason of it none can tell But God above who knows full well Upon our brave Saint Georges Day VVe gain'd Legorn Port I say Much Powder that same day we Fire But all in Love none out of Ire Two of our Squadron here we found The Jersev and Centurion VVho to Careene did make 〈◊〉 ●old To hale their Ships into the Mo●●● The Orenge Fire-ship was there 〈◊〉 VVho down the Straights did with us go Likewise 'bove thirty Merchantmen VVho down the Straights saild with us then So that we had them in our Fleet 'Bove fifty Sail both small and great Like brood of Chickens they close clings Under the shelter of our wings In our Main-top we bore the Light The Darmouth in the Rear all night The Orenge carried the Dark light VVith this brave Fleet and gallant Gale The fourth of May we did set Sail From Legoru Port and left it standing Where we did find it at our Landing One Major Keene aboard us came And to Sir John did say the same If that your Honour think it meet I 'de gladly be one of your Fleet ' Cause of those Pirats of Argeir Sir I do stand in mighty fear Sir John him took for one of the Fleet Then he the Master straight did greet For Sailing-Orders which I wrote In Spanish Tongue though in mean sort Betwixt Legorne and Alicant One Night fair Wind we did not want But this poor little Major Keene As Merchants Ships he came between They for a Turk did him Éspie And there great Guns at him let Fly He straight then from them boar away Under our Starn fore it was day He was and came Aboard Sir John For to acquaint him of his wrong Some of his Shrouds was shot that 's all The harm they did him was but small Poor man be sure he ever after Would always keep under our Quarter Likewise that night one Merchant-man Stemling aboard of another ran For help he Fired then apace Our Topsail to the Mast we brace Got out our Boats made all things cleer Turks Men of War we thought was there Like Lyon robbed of his Prey Sir John did hunt about I say And every minute pray'd for day To Alicant in month of May We came upon the Fifteenth day With all our Merchants Ships beside Till next day only there we Ride On Sixteenth day we way'd and go With all Sails full for Malthago All Turkish Pirats in Argeire With our brave Fleet we did not fear The One and Twentieth day of May We came to Malthago by day Malthago-Sack for night we got For Prodick here we staied not Upon next day we loose our Sails And bend our course next towards Cales Towards the Straights mouth then we did Sail But then we found Westerly Gale The five and twentieth day therefore VVe forced were for Giblesore Into the Bay here with our Yeaul VVe went a Fishing with a Traule Some Gentlemen for to see Sport Ashoar they did with us Resort One Spanish Don came bravely Mounted For man worth Thousands I him counted He rode close to us within reach Askt us what Luck we had of Fish Plucks Hat from Head of Captain Stout Puts Spurs to Horse and wheels about Away he Rides like valiant Knight That had Achieved some great Fight VVho'd think a Person of such Feature Should be of such base pilfering Nature VVhen I do think of this Disaster I think upon Lazarelloes Master VVho Cloathes wore like some great D●● But Money never he had none May Twentieth we loose our Sails Once more we bend our course towards Cales The VVind it prov'd a strong Levant VVhich was the VVind that we did want Next day we got to Cales therefore The thundring