Further advice to a painter, or, Directions to draw the late engagement, Aug. 11th, 1673 Denham, John, Sir, 1615-1669. 1673 Approx. 12 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 5 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. Text Creation Partnership, Ann Arbor, MI ; Oxford (UK) : 2004-08 (EEBO-TCP Phase 1). A35651 Wing D1002 ESTC R32783 12754400 ocm 12754400 93382 This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Early English Books Online Text Creation Partnership. This Phase I text is available for reuse, according to the terms of Creative Commons 0 1.0 Universal . The text can be copied, modified, distributed and performed, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission. Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A35651) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 93382) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 1033:5) Further advice to a painter, or, Directions to draw the late engagement, Aug. 11th, 1673 Denham, John, Sir, 1615-1669. [2] 6 p. Printed for R. Vaughan ..., London : 1673. In verse. Caption title: Another advice to a painter, or, Directions how to draw the late engagement, August 11th 1673. Attributed by Wing to Sir John Denham. Reproduction of original in the British Library. Created by converting TCP files to TEI P5 using tcp2tei.xsl, TEI @ Oxford. Re-processed by University of Nebraska-Lincoln and Northwestern, with changes to facilitate morpho-syntactic tagging. Gap elements of known extent have been transformed into placeholder characters or elements to simplify the filling in of gaps by user contributors. 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Copies of the texts have been issued variously as SGML (TCP schema; ASCII text with mnemonic sdata character entities); displayable XML (TCP schema; characters represented either as UTF-8 Unicode or text strings within braces); or lossless XML (TEI P5, characters represented either as UTF-8 Unicode or TEI g elements). Keying and markup guidelines are available at the Text Creation Partnership web site . eng Dutch War, 1672-1678 -- Poetry. 2004-03 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2004-03 Aptara Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2004-04 Emma (Leeson) Huber Sampled and proofread 2004-04 Emma (Leeson) Huber Text and markup reviewed and edited 2004-07 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion Further Advice TO A PAINTER . OR , Directions to dravv the Late Engagement Aug. 11 th . 1673. Hor. de arte Poet. — Pictoribus atque Poetis , Quidlibet audiendi semper fuit aequa potestas . LONDON , Printed for R. Vaughan in the Little Old Baily , 1673. Another Advice to a PAINTER ; OR , Directions how to draw the Late Engagement , August 11 th . 1673. PAinter , prepare thy Pencill yet once more , And taking Prospect from the Belgian Shore , Draw me Two Royal Fleets , conjoyn'd in one , Ready to part that Stake that 's to be won ; Cover the Sea , and all their Squadrons draw In such thick Forrests as the Sun ne're saw : Thence back into the Land casting thy Eye , Draw all the Beacons flaming in the Skye ; And , if thou can'st , draw the confused Roare Of People running to defend their shore : Paint all that Fear and Consternation can Raise in the Visage of despairing Man , And let the Figures a proportion hold With Mothers loosing Sons , and Misers Gold. But e're these Colours in the life thou lay , Turn thy designing Face another way ; Look from the South-West Coast there creeps along An Adverse Fleet , as numerous and as strong ; Wary , yet Bold , who long conceal'd had lain Fenc'd in by Sands , the Citadels o' th Main ; But griev'd to see their Country thus opprest , Like Lyons rouz'd , come rampant from their rest , Stretching for strength ; And as along they stand , Refresh their men , and check their fears on Land ; Who heartned thus , on Board in Clusters crou'd To have a share in their defence grown proud , Vowing to chace these Objects of their fear , And make them for their Insolence pay dear : " Cowards will turn if you too hard pursue ; " Then think what Courage in Despair will doe . Now Painter close the Scenes , and shew thy Skill , Teaching thy Pencil some hid Arts to kill ; Look how the Royal Fleets stand both prepar'd To act so much more than the Assailors dar'd ; That lest they should in Courage seem behind , Rather then wave the Fight , they 'l lose the Wind. But least the Blood and Horrour thou must paint , In such a dismal Fight , should make thee faint , Spread some few dashes over like a Cloake , And hide these Cruel Scenes in Fire and Smoake : Only be kind to every Gust that blew , And then some Brave Commander set in view . First draw D'Estrees appointed to receive The Charge that Furious Bankaert came to give ; Bankaert who led the Zealand Force that day , Who us'd to be the first that forc'd their way ; But with that glory they must now dispence , The White Flag carried so much Innocence , That maugre all opposure it could find , D'Estrees 't is said charg'd through and Gain'd the Wind ; There bravely daring his Proud Foe he stayes , And all the Terrour of the Fight surveys ; " Thus Hawks by hovering o're their heads would fright " The hardy Bustard which they doubt to strike . Yet Estivall by Partial Canon fell , And prov'd not like his Ship Invincible , Bevilly , Sepville , Dailly , many more , Gave all the marks undaunted courage wore : But see what 't is to fight 'gainst Thick-skin'd Dutch , They seem'd not t' have receiv'd the smallest touch : " Thus Fellons mark'd with a cold Brand , will shout , " Clap their mouth too 't , and quickly bite it out . The Prince could not the like advantage find , For subtle Ruyter kept too close the Wind ; Ruyter , who long his Countreys Guard has bin , Piecing their Lyon's tayl with his Fox-skin , The Fabius of the Holland Commonwealth , Hovering in clouds and charging foes by stealth ; Who making Victory his only aime , Judges aright , Advantage is no shame ; Therefore for it with setled courage waites , Then acts his part , and leaves the rest to fates . So now his Canon on the Prince he plyes , Who briskly fights , though seemingly he flyes ; And whilst De Ruyter presses in his wake , 'Gainst so much odds such fierce returns does make , As all th' Assailors fury do's Out-doe ; For who dare Charge the Prince and Soveraigne too . " The wary on advantage fight secure , " But he is brave dare their assaults endure ; The Prince do's more , he turns and Canon vyes , And with his louder Roarings rends the Skves ; Piercing the Winds , De Ruyter's sides he galls ; But here the brave La Neve untimely falls ; And Reeves greedy of Honour , do's obtain It , at no less a rate , but much more pain . Mean while the Prince is so encompas'd round , That Ecchoes subalternately rebound From either side , Nor is his Stern-chace free , " Glory and Danger still Companions be . As a Fierce Lioness prest to a bay , Surrounded by the Hunters every way , Eager to save her Young she knows hard by , And fears to danger may exposed ly , Doth with her Horrid Roarings fill the Aire , Making her Tayl and Sides the Consort bear , With Love and with Disdain Enraged grows , And at one Onsett Horse and Man o'rethrow's Whatever dares Oppose her Fury , dyes , And through all Hazards to their ayd she flyes . So the Brave PRINCE having amaz'd his Foe , And knowing well the Care that Generalls owe To their whole Fleet , whose Safety do's depend On Vigilance , looks out whom to defend ; And first do's down to Valiant Chicheley steer , Hard set by Two Vice-Admirals and a Rear ; Soon clearing him , he forward takes his way , Where all the Stress of this Great Battail lay , Where Right to Worlds , rather than to the Flag , Seem'd hard disputed between Trump and Spragg . " Oh Painter ! couldst thou find a Secret art " To draw this Fight to 'th life in every part , " To separate the Fire from the Smoake , " And clear those Clouds which do great Actions choak , " The fam'd Apelles should thy Vassal bee , " And Angelo , his Pencill yield to thee . All that have heard from the loud voice of Fame , Of Mighty Trumps and Spragg's once greater Name , Been told the Several Hazards they have run ; The Battails One has lost , and t'other won ; Both bravely , both with utmost Valour done ; Cannot but think when they were once engag'd , The Elements themselves must seem enrag'd ; " As Friends , turn'd Rivalls in a Female suit , " Make Iealousie from Kindness spread its root ; " Rivalls in Honour the same course pursue , " And love that Glory which they would undoe . Thus Spragg and Trump with Equal Souls Endow'd , Thought each to th' others Glory seem'd a cloud : Both Hearts of proof , but with this difference , Spragg Could only act , Trump can both act and brag . Draw them then , Painter , as they did Engage In Flames their Thirsty Honour to asswage , Draw Bullets making through each others side , Harbours , where Shallops might in safety ride : Till Trump at last a furious Chain-shot flings , Gives Spragg the Check , and cuts away his wings ; But make him still the Battail to renew , By changing Ship , and forcing Trump to 't too . But Painter , now th' unlucky Pencill burn , Or in unhappy sables let it mourn , Curs'd be those shot so fatally did range . To force brave Spragg unto a second Change : And Trump himself , if he 's to Honour true , Will Execrate that hand the Bullet threw ; Which led by fate did through the St. George flye , And made an Admiral in a Cock-Boat dye . Trump Ignorant of his Rival's Fate , still plyes To burn the unwing'd Ship , or make it Prize , Briskly he do's on its Defendants bear , But found , alas ! that OSSORY was there ; He knew his Courage , and from Fame had learn'd How Brave he was , and yet how unconcern'd : Thought it no blemish if Retreat he made Before that Valour , Honour only sway'd . Yet e're he parts the Henrietta Yatch The last Effects was of his Fury taught ; This little Vessel full of Spirit , Gay Without , as any Lady of the May ; Within Deckt with a Valiant Soul , whose Heart Could not admit him from his Adm'ral part ; His Love adventring past his Strength , is drencht , And in the briny Wave his Passion quencht . Poor Triumph ! where the odds so mighty were ; Yet Amsterdam shall make 't a Man of Warr , Kill all were sav'd , but ne're tell how the rest Strove to revenge so small a thing opprest . Kempthorne who in all Fights has Wonders wrought , Sends a large Ship to Neptune for a draught ; Whilst Washbourn thinking that did not suffice To his Libation adds a Sacrifice ▪ But who can every single Action tell , Each strove in Fight each other to excell ; And though describing it exceed all Art , Yet Haward , Courtney , Iennings , felt the smart . In short , these did what ever Men could do , But wisht in vain Others had done so too . Mean while the Prince again renew's the Fight , And holds it on till the approaching Night : And now afresh were Acts of Horror done , Till the Dutch , tired with the declining Sun , Did by a swift Retreat to their own Coast Confess they had but little cause to boast , Acknowledging the summe of all their gain , Was Two Brave Captains and Three Admirals slain . But when they hear how Spragg and Reeves are gone , They 'l think our Valour still by theirs Out-done . Now Painter do but draw some few strokes more , But change thy Fancy from the Sea to Shore , Draw me a City Coffee-House , and there Let all the tattling croud in rounds appear , Venting according to each several Vein , The Malice or the Whimsey of their Brain ; Let one accuse our Courage , t'other show How thus it might be done , or so , or so : Whilst yet so Dull and Ignorant they bee , Except in Paint , they ne're saw Ship nor Sea ; But if those Mad-brain'd Fools appear in sight , Who yet dare argue that the Dutch won't fight , And of their Folly won't convicted bee , Draw me an Act to send them all to Sea. FINIS