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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.

What do you call him? Dick of Devonshire? Med. Because he is a soldier let him have A soldier's honour; bring him from his prison Full in the face of the whole Towne of Sherrys, With drums and musketts. Mac. How many soldiers are in the Towne? Clarke. 5000. Med. Let 200 march hither along with him as his guard: where's the Teniente? Ten. Here, my Lord. Med. Pray, see this done & in good order.

There's some hope yet. Away and clap on spurs: he shall scape hardly If none of us salute him. Mounte, mounte. Enter Modesbargen & Huntesmen. Mod. Hell take this hay! 'tis set on purpose here: Fire it and draw the Bridge: clap faggotts on't And fire the Cart and all. No Boores come in yet? Where be your Musketts, Slaves? Hunt. We have no powder, Sir. Mod.

Sol. 5 hundred Bulletts sticke in her sides. Pike. 'Tis well they scaped her heart, lying all the fight little more than pistoll shott from 'em; her Starboard still to the fort & at least 200 Musketts playing upon her. I wish'd heartily some of our London roaring Boyes had bene in the heate of't. Sol. Wouldst have 'em twice burnt. Pike.

Come, let's sing our old Song, And then come view me how I doe my busines. Boy, come, sing you for me. Exeunt. Enter 2 Captaines & their Soldiers, severally. 1 Cap. Here stand we fast. 2 Cap. Cock all your Musketts, Soldiers, now, And gentlemen be ready to bend your pikes; The prisoner's comming out. 1 Cap. But doe you thinck They meane to take his head of, or to fright him? 2 Cap.