Alarum; as the soft musicke begins a peale of ordnance goes off; then Cornetts sound a Battaile; which ended enter Captaine, Master of a ship, Dick Pike, with musketts.
Cap. Fought bravely, countrymen! Honour all this while
Sate in a Throne of smoake with sparckling eyes
Looking upon your courages & admiring
Your resolutions, and now rewards your sweat
With victory. The castle groanes at heart;
Her strongest ribbs are bruizd with battering Cannons,
And she hath tane into her bowells fire
Enough to melt her.
Ma. My Lord came bravely up to her & shewd a spirit That commands danger; his honorable example Gave us new hearts.
Sol. Faith, give the Spanyards their due; they entertaind us handsomely with hott meat; 'twas no cold welcome.
Pike. But I would not willingly swallow their plums; they would rise shrewdly in a man's stomacke.
Cap. At the first shott, when the Convertine came in, 3 men were killd.
Ma. At the second 4, was't not?
Cap. At the third two more: one salutation Came so close that, with the very wind, My hands have almost lost the sense of feeling. Jewell, thou mad'st thy muskett spitt fire bravely.
Ma. And my Devonshire blade, honest Dick Pike, Spard not his Sugar pellets among my Spanyards.
Cap. He did like a soldier, as he that chargd his muskett told me: in this service he hath dischargd 70 bulletts.