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A16160	A discourse occasioned vpon the late defeat, giuen to the arch-rebels, Tyrone and Odonnell, by the right Honourable the Lord Mountioy, Lord Deputie of Ireland, the 24. of December, 1601. being Christmas Eaue and the yeelding vp of Kinsale shortly after by Don Iohn to his Lordshippe: by Raph Byrchensha Esquire, Controller Generall of the musters in Ireland. Seene and allowed.	Byrchensha, Raph.	1602 (1602)	STC 3081; ESTC S104603	17,462	36

they were in For why Mountioy hurld bullets in so fast As to Blackwater they were forst at last There in their fastnes closely they were laid Like hogs in sties or dogs in kinnels vile Like priuie theeues that best loues darksome night And hates the Sunne for feare of being seene So they in bogs and bushes secret lay To kill and murther all that past that way But still Mountioy sent forth his brightsome beames To let these vipers know he was not farre And speedily Blackwater ouer went In spite of Tyrone and his boggie crue Moyrie Mountnorris and Blackwater fort Shewes our Mountioy holds Tyrone but a sport And well it seemes he found his combe neere cut Which made him send post vpon post in speed His priests and Friers flocked fast to Spaine Well loden all with packs and sacks of lyes His blessed father now the Pope must helpe Or els is like to lose his chiefest whelpe And as in fine it proued to be true His plots and letters tooke impression there His holy father thought it now high time To helpe his grandchild to darke Mountioyes light And for his aide the Pope did so preuaile As Don Iohn landed shortly at Kinsale There did he seate and trench himselfe full fast And mand such Castles as he found stood nigh Foure thousand strong he found himselfe to be And made no doubt but to obtaine the game For looke what art or policie could doe To make all sure Don Iohn did shifts pursue Nothing was wanting but the Rebels aide Which when they heard that Don Iohn was so nigh Their fainting heart began to come againe And with strong vowes protesteth straight to come And with such speede as Rebels well could make To aide the Spaniard they doe vndertake Odonnell with three thousand horse and foote Set forward first like furies come from hell Tyrone the traitor hasted with his strength Most vgly slaues like to the former sort Well furnished as is their beastly guise With armes and victuals to obtaine the prize But happie Mountioy hauing heard these newes Drew downe his forces towards Kinsale straight And nigh Don Iohn began for to approch To know the cause and busines he had there And as the beast that 's pind vp in the stye He keepes Don Iohn that out he could not flye There did he campe stoutly with all his force There made he trenches fit for souldiers vse There made he mounts to batter downe the walles There made he forts for to offend the foe There from such Castles that the Spaniard held By force of armes perforce he was expeld Here who had seene for more then fifteene weekes The lying of our armie at Kinsale In open aire no shelter for reliefe Beaten still with winde haile snow raine and frost With thunderclaps and fearfull flames of fire Their fairest footing was but durt and mire In all which time ranke Rebels held aloofe Beating their braines and plotting all they could Choaking the aire with their infectious breath Fearing the beames would burne from Mountioy cames For oft before they triall good had made To meete them boldly Mountioy was not fraid At last a remnant sent from out of Spaine Who winds and seas kept houering vp and downe Arriued where Tyrone might aide them well In number full a thousand fighting men Whereby the Rebels better courage tooke Being then in strength sixe thousand horse and foote Oh who had seene these black bands come from Spaine With Antichrist their masters banner spred Stoutly aduanced spreading in the aire Richly set out with Christs fiue bleeding wounds And quartred with supposed Peters keyes With other tricks which might well babies please What deadly curses were there thundred out Gainst those that to this standerd beare disdaine How deepe to Limbo were all good men throwne Booke bell and candle curst them all to hell Their Agnus deis Crucifix and Beades Were roundly dealt by those this black gard leades But who had seene how Tyrone and the rest Had shar'd the bootie fore the field was won And with black pennes did dawbe their bloodie books Of those whose heads in triumph they would beare Would muse to heare and wonder at the slaue That should to Prince and countrie such spite haue Now gan the diuell laugh and smile a pace To see his imps bent to their cursed wils For now it was concluded without let The Spaniards should relieued present be And to that end a messenger was sent To tell Don Iohn their purpose and intent On Christmas eue hard at the breake of day Appointed was that they would certaine come And while on one side they would freshly charge Don Iohn by force should issue from the towne By which attempt they thought by force and might To win the field and darke Mountioyes light But our great God whose seate is heauens throne And for his footstoole hath the massie earth Who rules and guides the hearts of mortall men Without whose will a sillie bird fals not Who lets men plot and hammer what they will Yet as he please it is effected still He held proud Pharaoh from his cursed will He curbed Korah Dathan and the rest He hang'd fiue Kings that Israels peace disturb'd Oreb and Zeb he threw downe to the ground He caused Hamon trie the gibbet furst And stout Goliahs forehead to be burst He neuer leaues those that put trust in him His workes are great his mercie farre exceeds He still rewards all men as they deserue He puls downe proud men and sets vp the weake Tyrons false heart the Lord full well hath seene And will defend a true and lawfull Queene For all the secret working of these imps He soone can bring their counsels vnto naught He findes the meanes Mountioy shall preuent Their purposes and enterprises all And in his hand holds fast the turning wheele That lifts some vp some backward makes to reele As well appeares by this which doth insue For Mountioy hauing knowledge of their plot Drew forth not past one thousand of his foote Three hundred horse was all he tooke along And easily he led them on the way With purpose full to keepe the Rebels play Quickly he might the enemies behold All marshalled with drums and colours spread Guided by Leaders of their best commaund In battailes plac'd with wings laid for the time With Lions lookes they made a staring stand With good aduice to take the fight in hand Now doth Mountioyes beames begin to spread His presence dims these Rebels sights forthwith And gallantly his horse doth giue the charge And drawes his foote to offer them the like They charge againe Mountioyes horse then flie out And rushed in amidst the strongest rout Iehoua now gaue courage to our men And in the Rebels strike a slauish feare For in a minuit of a time they gan To breake their rankes and throw their armes away And well was he that best could run or ride To trie their valour none durst there abide They being

which euery faithfull Christian doth dayly pray Yours in the Lord if you be the Lords Ralph Birchensha A ¶ DISCOVRSE OCCASIONED VPON THE LATE DEFEAT GIVEN to the Arch-rebels TYRONE and ODONNEL by the right Honourable the Lord MOVNTIOY L. Deputy of Ireland And the yeelding of the Spaniards to his Lordship WOnder to men worlds glorie mightie Lord Earths monarch Prince of thrones powers all Peerlesse for praise famous in factes and deedes Guider of Angels aide of mortall men Whose little finger swayes both sea and lande And turnes the globe of heauen with his hand To gloomie earth all darke and voide of forme His blessed breath did giue a happie shape His onely word made Sunne the Moone and Starres And at his will beasts fish and foule tooke life Nothing there was or is or that shall bee But his strong hand doth guide and rule wee see When Lucifer great Prince of hell had falne And mad in malice wrought mans ouerthrow Iehouas hand the instrument did frame To vanquish Sathan through the womans seed Sweet Christ Christ Iesus was the onely meane That bruis'd his head his heele and kingdome cleane Great was the iudgement this immortall God Vnto the first age for their sinnes did shewe Most fearefull floods from heauen windowes fell That fifteene cubits mounted bouethe earth All drowned were from death not one could part But eight which were inclosed in the Arke VVhen Amrophell Aroch and Tydall kings VVith Chedor Laomer king of Elam too Made bloodie warre gainst Bera Sodom king And other Peeres that rulde Gomorah then In that same valley which men Siddim call King Bera and his Peeres were vanquisht all These fierce inuaders hauing conquest got In triumph beares the spoile and prey away But loe beholde the Lord did raise vp strength Old Abraham who with three hundred men Fought with these kings and made them fly amaine And so brought backe their wiues and goods againe VVhen cursed Pharaoh would not giue consent The Israelites from Egypt should depart Though God by Moyses mightie wonders wrought To cause him yeeld and giue them leaue to passe Yet stubbornly proud Pharaoh would assay To crosse Gods will and bring them to decay But loe beholde when Israels hope was gone And sawe no meane to scape or life to saue And bloudie Pharaoh bent to take reuenge Then would the Lord make knowne he was a God At his commaund the sea was made dry land To saue his people from inuaders hand But bloudie Pharaoh would not yet relent Although he saw a miracle so strange But boldly ventred with his horse and foote Supposing that that way was made for him But when in midst thereof his forces came The seas made way and fiercely on them ranne When Korah Dathan and bolde Abiram Rigdvp the furrowes of rebelling harts And had two hundred fiftie captaines stout To ioyne with them gainst Moyses Gods chiefe friend Loe what insued God hating rebels all The ground doth open they therein doe fall When Arad Syhon Og three mightie Kings Opposde themselues gainst Moyses in like case And ramd their gates and shut vp all the waies And with fierce fight the Israelites did charge Yet God who alwaies for his people stands In battaile gaue these Kings to Moyses hands When Eui Reken Zur Hur and Reba Fiue potent Kings of Medianits they were Attempting boldly Phinehas to charge And rankt their forces gainst the Lords elect But God that neuer failes to aide the right Gaue these fiue Kings to him in the same fight When Moyses had nigh space of fortie yeares Through wildernesse hils dales and mountaines wide Gods people guided towards Canaan land Moyses departed Ioshua tooke the charge And first of all his valour for to show He gaue attempt to stately Ierycho But what the Lord appoints must needes be done For whome God fights they sure are to preuaile Mans arme and strength is but too weake a stay Small is the meanes by which God winnes the field The voice of trumpets shouting therewithall Made stony walles and yron gates to fall When great Goliah prest to plague Gods Church VVhose height a cubit fully did containe Of brasse his helmet cunningly was made His brigandine fiue thousand shickels weigh'd His speare and shield were all of pure brasse His speare in bignes VVeauers beames did passe Then high Iehouah little Dauid brought All naked in compare of his strong foe Who in the sight of all the standers by Into his forehead sent so sound a stroke As downe the monster fell vpon the earth And Dauid there depriu'd him of his breath Far more then these Gods register doth yeeld That shews his loue and aid to mortall men That hath regard vnto his lawes and heast And for his right will wrastle with the proud For God regards ne horse nor speare nor shield For without meanes he makes the stout to yeeld Most wicked then are Irish rebels breed VVhose lawlesse liues weaues on their web of woe VVhose wicked facts Moab and Ammon passe Farre worse then heathen Pagans of the earth The onely monsters that the world containes And cursed crue whome all good men refraines Rebels to God despisers of his lawes Traitors to Christ depriuers of his right Refusing still the gifts of holie Ghost Breakers of peace reiecters of the truth Contemners of Gods word and holy writ That guides mens liues the perfect path to hit Rebels to Prince rebels to natiue home Traitors to Prince traitors to countries due Supplanters of all rule and gouernment Infringing lawes the waste of Common-weale The brood of wolues the elder sonnes of Cain The impes of hell and very markes of shame Champions of hell borne with bloodie hand Haters of truth sworne slaues to rape and spoyle Authors of mischiefe all on murther set Masking with faces like strong plates of brasse Furies of hell shaking their dog-eard locks Like damned slaues sprung from most cursed stocks Breakers of wedlocke wantons in their liues Most bred vp bastards from their very birth Louers of theft liuing by theeuing trade Idle in life like beasts fed in the stall False lying mates deceitfull and vniust Whom God nor man nor diuell cannot trust Idolators superstitious men False worshippers sworne slaues vnto the Pope Trusting to dreames and fained prophecies Obseruers of old writs that haue no ground More ignorant then beasts are in their kinde Willing to lose what chiefe they ought to finde Open mainitainers of all runnagates As peeuish priests and filthie begging Friers Sold Seminaries to the Romish Church False traitors to their soueraigne Prince and Queene Vilde lothsome locusts crawld from yond the seas Whose stinking breaths ingenders sore disease That this is true view Irelands present state Which whilome sate in faire and rich attire Which whilome flow'd in plentie of the earth But now growne naked feeble weake and bare Who lately held sweete peace both neere and farre But now in euery place at deadly iarre View now their houses wasted as they