AN ENGLISH-DUEL OR Three to Three OR GREAT BRITAIN'S Challenge to France Denmark and Holland her Puissance and Strength her Readiness and Willingness to obey her Sovereign in his Just War and how all the Counties in these Three Kingdoms are at an hours Warning ready to defend his Sacred Majesty together with the justness of his Cause and hopes of a happy Conquest over his Enemies By George Eliot Great Britain's angry and begins to frown France Denmark Holland all must tumble down WHen high Jehovah's own right hand did bring Great Britain's Monarch and her mighty King To his undoubted right and Heaven's hand Had quite disarmed the Rebels of this Land This famous Island then her days did spend In Peace and Plenty and all Kingdoms send To England's King who kindly did him greet With joyful Welcomes humbly at his feet Did crave his friendship and amongst the rest Falsehearted France France and Holland deceitful Nations and that base Scorpions Nest Deceitful Holland those fat greasy Hogs Did fawn and flatter like to Spaniel Dogs But now these greasy States without a Cause As God an● all the Christian World well knows By force of Arms doth seek to overcome The greatest Potentate in Christendom Poor silly Curs I 'm sure they may as soon Put out the Sun's light or pull down the Moon For Britain's Empire I dare boldly say Of stout and valiant men hath at this day Above four hundred thousand Britain's terrible Puissance which can make Not Europe only but all Turkey shake They all are willing for to spend their blood In this just War the Cause it is so good All Counties in these Kingdom's ready are To aid their King in his Defensive War Brave England Three to Three Scotland Ireland are agreed To make false Holland France and Denmark bleed When James and George their glittering swords do draw Then England's Lion Duke of York Duke of Albermarle with his armed paw Will tear proud France in pieces and will make Rebellious Holland Duke of York Prince Rupert and base Denmark shake There 's not a King in Christendom can say Duke of Albermarle In his Dominions he hath at this day Such brave Commanders Duke of Ormond as hath Britain's King Whose Names already through Earth's Globe doth ring Nor is there any King that ever had Earl of Manchester More just a Cause marquis Newcastle nor ever Foe more bad Poor hungry Holland's belly he did fill marquis Dorcet And did allow them at their own free will To trade in England Lord Fairfax on her Seas to fish They had their pleasure Lord Bellas and what heart could wish From England yearly of all sorts of grain The King's love to Holland Went many thousand Quarters to maintain Her hungry children or else they would die And for his goodness him they now defy Holland's Ingratitude But 't is a baseness with a detestation That France should such a hare-brained Declaration Set forth The baseness of France and without cause give such affront As not a King in Europe would have done 't A Crown of Gold will not become that pate The King of France none of the wisest That sides with Rebels and a paltry State And wars with Kings No such a Cock-brained head Must wear a Fools-Cap or a Crown of Lead It is not Denmark that can you assist When Britain's angry and doth heave her Fist For she hath power for to overcome France Denmark Holland and all Christendom When Hell and Earth and all the World did fight 'Gainst Queen Elizabeth in Eighty Eight Because Gods Sacred Truth she did maintain The Victory over the Spanish Invincible Armado in Eighty eight Those Sons of Belial which did come from Spain From Rome and France and many Nations more All Slaves and Vassals to that Scarlet Whore Were by the valour of her Subjects drowned Great Britains● Valour Nor could they set a foot on English ground Great Britain's now as willing for to fight As ever England was in Eighty Eight For never King in England ere did reign The Subjects love to his Majesty That did the affections of his Subjects gain Or ever did more good than England's King That now doth reign Since Heaven's hand did bring Him to his Sacred Throne in this short while He hath restored new life to this great Isle For many years in thraldom she did lie And groaned deeply under Anarchy Till God was pleased to work a work of wonder Restored him to his Crown and Dignity Then he did hew those bands and cords asunder Restored Religion to his Subject's Joy And like Josiah he did quite destroy False ways of Worship Assoon as God restored him he restored God's Truth an Argument of Thankfulness clean throughout the Land And at this day defends with his own hand God's Sacred Truth His Subjects he doth nourish Both Church and State abundantly doth flourish A word or two I have to speak and then I shall conclude and so take off my Pen. E'er many years The King an Instrument of much good all Christendom shall see Great Britain's King God's Instrument to be Christ's Sacred Gospel Truth he will advance Throughout all Holland and wide-skirted France And with his own right hand will tumble down Base Antichrist and take from him his Crown False Sects and Schisms with all vain opinions Shall not take root or bide in his Dominions And now O Britain give me leave to say Thou art obliged this good King to obey Thy hand and heart unto him freely give And in Subjection see thou ever live Stand fast and shrink not and thou then shalt see He 'll be a Nursing Father unto thee FINIS Printed in the Year 1666.