Further advice to a painter, or, Directions to draw the late engagement, Aug. 11th, 1673
Denham, John, Sir, 1615-1669.
1673
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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.
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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