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 UNICA scorned me, when her I would have sweetly kist
And railing at me said, "Go with a mischief, where thou
list!
Thinkest thou, a wretched Neatherd, me to kiss! I have
no will
After the country guise to smouch! Of city lips I skill!
My lovely mouth, so much as in thy dream, thou shalt not touch!
How dost thou look! How dost thou talk! How play'st thou the
slouch!
How daintily thou speak'st! What Courting words thou bringest out!
How soft a beard thou hast! How fair thy locks hang round about!
Thy lips are like a sick man's lips! thy hands, so black they be!
And rankly thou dost smell! Away, lest thou defilest me!"
Having thus said,she spattered on her bosom twice or thrice;
And, still beholding me from top to toe in scornful wise,
She muttered with her lips; and with her eyes she looked aside,
And of her beauty wondrous coy she was; her mouth she wryed,
And proudly mocked me to my face. My blood boiled in each vein,
And red I wox for grief as doth the rose with dewy rain.
Thus leaving me, away she flang! Since when, it vexeth me
That I should be so scorned of such a filthy drab as She.

"Ye shepherds, tell me true, am not I as fair as any swan?

Hath of a sudden any god made me another man?
For well I wot, before a comely grace in me did shine,
Like ivy round about a tree, and decked this beard of mine.
My crispèd locks, like parsley, on my temples wont to spread;
And on my eyebrows black a milk white forehead glisterèd:
More seemly were mine eyes than are Minerva's eyes, I know.
My mouth for sweetness passèd cheese; and from my mouth did
flow
A voice more sweet than honey-combs. Sweet is my Roundelay
When on the whistle, flute, or pipe, or cornet I do play.
And all the women on our hills do say that I am fair,
And all do love me well: but these that breathe the city air
Did never love me yet. And why? The cause is this I know.
That I a Neatherd am. They hear not how in vales below,
Fair Bacchus kept a herd of beasts. Nor can these nice ones tell
How Venus, raving for a Neatherd's love, with him did dwell
Upon the hills of Phrygia; and how she loved again
Adonis in the woods, and mourned in woods when he was slain.
Who was Endymion? Was he not a Neatherd? Yet the Moon
Did love this Neatherd so, that, from the heavens descending soon,
She came to Latmos grove where with the dainty lad she lay.
And Rhea, thou a Neatherd dost bewail! and thou, all day,
O mighty Jupiter! but for a shepherd's boy didst stray!
Eunica only, deigned not a Neatherd for to love:
Better, forsooth, than Cybel, Venus, or the Moon above!
And Venus, thou hereafter must not love thy fair Adone
In city, nor on hill! but all the night must sleep alone!"

Emblem.
Habitarunt Dii quoque sylvas.
THE THIRTY-FIRST IDILLION.
Argument.
The conceit of this Idillion is
very delicate. Wherein it is
imagined how Venus did
send for the Boar who in
hunting slew Adonis, a
dainty youth whom she
loved: and how the Boar
answering for himself that
he slew him against his
will, as being enamoured
on him, and thinking only
to kiss his naked thigh; she
forgave him. The Poet's
drift is to shew the power
of Love, not only in men,
but also in brute beasts:
although in the last two
verses, by the burning of
the Boar's amorous teeth,
he intimateth that
extravagant and unorderly
passions are to be
restrained by reason.

ADONIS.
 HEN Venus first did see
Adonis dead to be;
With woeful tattered hair
And cheeks so wan and sear,
The wingèd Loves she bade,
The Boar should straight be had.
Forthwith like birds they fly,
And through the wood they hie;
The woeful beast they find,
And him with cords they bind.
One with a rope before
Doth lead the captive Boar:
Another on his back
Doth make his bow to crack.
The beast went wretchedly,
For Venus horribly
He feared; who thus him curst:
"Of all the beasts the worst,
Didst thou this thigh so wound?
Didst thou my Love confound?"
The beast thus spake in fear
"Venus, to thee I swear!
By thee, and husband thine,
And by these bands of mine,
And by these hunters all,
Thy husband fair and tall,
I mindèd not to kill!
But, as an image still,
I him beheld for love:
Which made me forward shove
His thigh, that naked was;
Thinking to kiss, alas,
And that hath hurt me thus.
"Wherefore these teeth, Venus!
Or punish, or cut out:
Why bear I in my snout
These needless teeth about!
If these may not suffice;
Cut off my chaps likewise!"
To ruth he Venus moves,
And she commands the Loves,
His bands for to untie.
After he came not nigh
The wood; but at her will
He followed Venus still.
And coming to the fire,
He burnt up his desire.

Emblem.
Raris forma viris, secula prospice,
Impunita fuit.
FINIS.
 The Spoil
of
Antwerp.
Faithfully reported by a
true Englishman, who was
present at the same.
November 1576.
 Seen and allowed.

Printed at London by Richard Jones.

[The first thing here is to settle the authorship of this anonymous tract; which was also
anonymously entered at Stationers' Hall, probably from political reasons. From internal evidence at
pp. 149, 155, 161, it is clear that the Writer was not one of the Fellowship of the English Merchant
Adventurers in Antwerp; but was an Englishman who had arrived in that city on the 22nd October
1576. Who this Writer was would seem to be clearly settled by the following extracts from
documents in the State Paper Office, London.

S. P. Foreign. Eliz. Vols. 139-140.

915. George Gascoigne to Lord Burghley.
From Paris, 15 September 1576.
The troubles and news of Flanders have set all the soldiers of this
realm in a triumph....
But now I mean to become an eyed-witness of the stir in Flanders;
and from thence your honour shall shortly (GOD willing) hear of me.

951.George Gascoigne to Lord Burghley.

From Paris, 7 October 1576.
Whereof I trust shortly to understand more, for to-morrow (GOD
willing) I go towards the Low Countries; and mean to spend a
month, [or] two, or three, as your Honours shall like, in those parts.
For I mean to spend this winter (or as long as shall be thought
meet) in service of my country. I beseech your Honour to confer
with Master Secretary [Sir Francis Walsingham] who can more at large
make you privy to my intent.

955. Sir Amias Paulet, Ambassador for England

in France, to Sir Francis Walsingham.
From Paris, 12 October 1576.
Master Gascoigne is departed towards Flanders; having prayed me to
recommend him unto you by my letters, and also to convey these
letters enclosed unto you.
If this George Gascoigne, who, as his handwriting shows, is doubtless the
Soldier-Poet, left Paris on the 8th October, he could very well have come
to Antwerp, as the Writer of this narrative states, at page 149, he did, by
the 22nd of that month.
Gascoigne the Poet was a very tall man, so that he was called "long
George." This he seems to refer to at page 155, where he says, "I got up
like a tall fellow."
For further confirmation of Gascoigne being the Author, see pp. 164-6 .
2. The best Plan of Antwerp, about the time of the Spanish Fury, that we
have met with, is that of George Braun's Civitates Orbis Terrarum, Vol. I.,
Plan 17.
3. All the dates in the following narrative are Old Style.
4. It is to be specially noted that Antwerp was a Roman Catholic city that
had never, in the least way possible, rebelled against Philip II.; and that its
awful destruction was made, without the least provocation, by the soldiers
of its Sovereign, that should have protected it. Its only crime was its great
wealth. 5,000 merchants met in its Bourse, or Exchange, every week. It
was then the Venice of the North, with about 125,000 inhabitants.
The following extract will explain the general position of affairs in Flanders
about this time.

S. P. Foreign. Eliz. Vol. 140.

1,021. Dr [Thomas] Wilson [Ambassador for
England in Flanders] to the Privy Council.
19 November 1576.
And except despair drive the Prince [of Orange], I do not think that
ever he will yield that to [the Duke of Anjou, the] Monsieur [of
France] which he hath in his power; being now in better case since
these late troubles than ever he was before: having Zierikzee and
Haarlem again; and Tergoes also, which he never had before.
There are in the Spaniards' possession, Antwerp; Lierre, 8 English
miles from thence; [Den]dermonde, 18 miles distant; and
Maestricht, 50 miles distant; and more they have not in their
power....
The States, so far as I can understand, have none other intention,
but that the Spaniards may be sent out of the country; and then
they offer to live in all obedience to their King and Sovereign. The
Spaniards will not depart except the King expressly command them.
In the mean season, they do mind nothing but spoil and ravin.]
(Continued at page 164.)

[The following Preface occurs in the Bodleian copy of this Tract.]

To the Reader.
Shall earnestly require thee, gentle Reader, to correct the
errors passed and escaped in printing of this pamphlet
according to this Table.[2]
And furthermore to understand that this victory was obtained with
loss of but five hundred Spaniards, or six [hundred] at the most; of
whom I heard no man of name recounted [as killed] saving only Don
Emanuel.
Thus much, for haste, I had forgotten in this treaty [treatise]; and
therefore thought meet to place it here in the beginning. And
therewithal to advertise thee, that these outrages and disordered
cruelties done to our Nation proceeded but from the common
soldiers: neither was there any of the Twelve which entered the
English House [see pp. 161, 164], a man of any charge or
reputation. So that I hope, these extremities notwithstanding, the
King their master will take such good order for redress thereof as
our countrymen, in the end, shall rest satisfied with reason; and the
amity between our most gracious Sovereign and him shall remain
also firm and unviolate: the which I pray GOD speedily to grant for
the benefit of this realm. Amen.
 The Spoil of Antwerp.
INCE my hap was to be present at so piteous a spectacle
as the Sacking and Spoil of Antwerp, a lamentable
example which hath already filled all Europe with
dreadful news of great calamity, I have thought good, for
the benefit of my country, to publish a true report thereof. The which
may as well serve for profitable example unto all estates of such
condition[s] as suffered in the same: as also answer all honest
expectations with a mean truth set down between the extreme
surmises of sundry doubtful minds; and increased by the manifold
light tales which have been engendered by fearful or affectionate
[prejudiced] rehearsals.
And therewithal if the wickedness used in the said town do seem
unto the well disposed Reader, a sufficient cause of GOD's so just a
scourge and plague; and yet the fury of the vanquishers do also
seem more barbarous and cruel than may become a good Christian
conqueror: let these my few words become a forewarning on both
hands; and let them stand as a lantern of light between two perilous
rocks; that both amending the one, and detesting the other, we may
gather fire out of the flint and honey out of the thistle.
To that end, all stories and Chronicles are written; and to that end I
presume to publish this Pamphlet; protesting that neither malice to
the one side, nor partial affection to the other, shall make my pen to
swerve any iote [jot or iota] from truth of that which I will set down,
and saw executed.
For if I were disposed to write maliciously against the vanquishers:
their former barbarous cruelty, insolences, rapes, spoils, incests, and
sacrileges committed in sundry other places, might yield me
sufficient matter without the lawful remembrance of this their late
Stratagem. Or if I would undertake to move a general compassion
by blazing abroad the miseries and calamities of the vanquished:
their long sustained injuries and yokes of untollerable bondage, their
continual broils in war, their doubtful dreads in peace, their
accusations without cause, and condemnations without proof, might
enable a dumb stone to talk of their troubles, and fetch brinish tears
out of the most craggy rock to lament and bewail the burning
houses of so near neighbours.
But as I said before, mine only intent is to set down a plain truth, for
the satisfying of such as have hitherto been carried about with
doubtful reports; and for a profitable example unto all such as, being
subject to like imperfections, might fall thereby into the like
calamities.

And to make the matter more perspicuous; I must derive the

beginning of this Discourse a little beyond the beginning of the
Massacre: that the cause being partially opened, the effect may be
the more plainly seen.

It is then to be understood that the Sacking and Spoil of Antwerp

hath been, by all likelihood, long pretended [designed] by the
Spaniards: and that they have done nothing else but lie in wait
continually, to find any least quarrel to put the same in execution.
For proof whereof, their notable Rebellion and Mutiny began in the
same [city, on 26th April 1574]; when their watch-word was Fuora
villiacco! [This is apparently old Spanish for Out with the townsfolk!]
might sufficiently bewray their malicious and cruel intent. And
though it were then smoothly coloured over [explained away] and
subtilly appeased by the crafty devisers of the same: yet the coals of
the choler, being but raked up in the embers of false semblance,
have now found out the wicked winds of wiliness and wrath; which
meeting together have kindled such a flame as gave open way to
their detestable devices.
For the Estates of the Low Countries, being over-wearied with the
intolerable burden of their tyrannies; and having taken arms to
withstand their malice and rebellious mutinies: the town of Antwerp,
being left open and subject unto the Citadel, did yet remain quiet;
and entered not into any martial action.
Whereat the Spaniards (being much moved; and having not yet
opportunity to work their will so colourably [with a sufficient
pretence] as they wished) bestowed certain cannon shot out of the
said Castle, and slew certain innocent souls; with some other small
harm and damage done to the edifices: thinking thereby to harden
the hearts of the poor Flemings, and to make them take arms for
their just defence; whiles they thereby might take occasion to
execute their unjust pretence. And this was done on the 19th, or
20th, of October [1576] last.

Now to answer all objections; I doubt not but it will be alleged that
the Castle bestowed the said cannon shot at the town; because they
of the town did not shoot at the Prince of Orange's ships, which lay
within sight thereof: but alas it is easy to find a staff when a man
would beat a dog.
For the truth is, that those ships did no greater hurt either to the
town or Castle than friendly to waft up [convoy] all manner of grain
and victuals for the sustenance of the said town: which even then
began to want such provisions by reason that the said Spaniards had
built a Fort on [the] Flanders side upon the same river [the Scheldt];
and thereby stopped all such as brought victual to the said town;
burning and destroying the country near adjoining, and using all
terror to the poor people, to the intent that Antwerp might lack
provision[s].
And about the same time also, the Spaniards cut off a bridge, which
was the open passage between Antwerp and Machlen [Malines], at a
village called Walem [Waelhem], a manifest proof of their plain
intent to distress the said town, and to shut up the same from the
rest of Brabant: since they were walled in with the river on the one
side; and on that other the Spanish horsemen occupied all the
country, and so terrified the poor people as they durst not bring their
commodities to the same.
All this notwithstanding, the chief rulers of the said town of Antwerp
appeased the people; and put up [with] these injuries until they
might be better able to redress them.

Soon after, the Spaniards, assisted by the treason of certain High

Duches [Germans], entered the town of Maestricht upon a sudden;
and put the same to sack: killing and destroying great numbers of
innocent people therein. A thing to be noted. For that Maestricht had
never revolted; but stood quiet under their garrisons, as faithful
subjects to their King [Philip II]: and the one half thereof pertained
also unto the Bishop of Liege, who had yet meddled nothing at all in
these actions.

The chief rulers and people of Antwerp (perceiving thereby the cruel
intent of the Spaniards; and doubting [fearing] their Duche
[German] garrison, which was of the Count Oberstein's Regiment, as
they were also which betrayed Maestricht) began to abandon the
town, leaving their houses and goods behind them; and sought to
withdraw themselves into some place of safer abode.
Whereat the Estates, being moved with compassion, and doubting
that the town would shortly be left desolate, levied a Power of 3,000
Footmen and 800 or 1,000 Horsemen [mostly Walloons and
Germans]; and sent the same, under the conduct of the Marquis
D'Havré, the young Count [Philip] d'Egmont, Monsieur de Capres,
Monsieur de Berselle [or Berselen], Monsieur de Gogines, and other
Nobles and Gentlemen, to succour and defend the town of Antwerp
against the cruel pretence [designs] of the said Spaniards.
And they came before the Gates thereof, on Friday the 2nd of this
instant [November 1576], at a Port on the east or south-east side
thereof, called Kipdorp Port. Whereat the Spaniards, being enraged,
discharged sundry shot of great artillery from the Castle; but to
small purpose.
At last, Monsieur [Frédéric Perrenot, Sieur] de Champagney, who was
Governor of the town, and the Count Oberstein, which was Colonel of
the garrison, demanded of the States' [troops], Wherefore they
approached the town in such order?
Who answered, That they came to enter the same as friends, and to
entrench and defend it from the Spaniards: protesting further, That
they would offer no manner of violent damage or injury to the
persons or goods of any such as inhabited the same.
Hereupon the said Monsieur [the Sieur] de Champagney and Count
Oberstein went out unto them, and conferred more privately together
by the space of one hour: and returned into the town, leaving the
Estates' Power at a village called Borgherhout.

On the morrow, being the 3rd of this instant [November 1576], they
were permitted to enter, and came into the town: 21 Ensigns of
Footmen and 6 Cornets of Horsemen.
Immediately after their entry, the inhabitants brought them sacks of
wool and other such provision; wherewith they approached the Yard
or plain ground which lieth before the Castle: and, placing the same
at the ends of five streets which lie open unto the said Castle Yard
[Esplanade], entrenched under them with such expedition that in
less than five hours those streets' ends were all reasonably well
fortified from the Castle, for any sudden [attack].
At this time and twelve days before [i.e. from 22nd October 1576], I
was in the said town of Antwerp, upon certain private affairs of mine
own; so that I was enforced to become an eyed-witness [see page
142] of their Entry [i.e. of the States' troops] and all that they did:
as also afterwards—for all the Gates were kept fast shut, and I could
not depart—to behold the pitiful Stratagem which followed.

The Castle thundered with shot at the town: but it was a very misty
day; so that they could neither find their marks very well, not yet
see how the streets' ends were entrenched.
It was a strange thing to see the willingness of the inhabitants, and
how soon many hands had despatched a very great piece of work.
For, before midnight, they had made the trenches as high as the
length of a pike; and had begun one trench for a Counterskarf
[Counterscarp] between all those streets and the Castle Yard: the
which they perfected unto the half way from St George's Churchyard
unto the water's side by St Michael's; and there left from work,
meaning to have perfected it the next day.
That Counterscarf had been to much purpose, if it had been
finished: as shall appear by a Model [Plan] of the whole place which
I have annexed to this treaty [treatise]; by view whereof the skillful
Reader may plainly perceive the execution of every particularity.[3]

These things thus begun and set in forwardness; it is to be noted

that the Spaniards (having intelligence of the States' Power, when it
set forward from Brussels; and perceiving that it bent towards
Antwerp) had sent to Maestricht, Lierre, and Alost to draw all the
Power that could be made, unto the Castle of Antwerp. So that on
Sunday, the 4th of this instant [November 1576], in the morning,
they all met at the said Castle. And their Powers, as far as I could
gather, were these:
There came from Maestricht, very near to 1,000 Horsemen, led by
Alonzo de Vargas who is the General of the Horsemen; and 500
Footmen or more, governed by the Camp Master, Francesco de Valdez.
There came from Lierre, 500 Footmen or more, governed by the
Camp Master, Juliano de Romero.
There came from Alost, 2,000 Footmen, which were the same that
rebelled for their pay and other unreasonable demands, immediately
after the Winning of Zierikzee [J. de Rodas, at page 168, states that
these 2,000 soldiers were "desperate men."] These had none other
conductor than their Electo [or Eletto, i.e., their elected Chief; at this
time a man named Navarette], after the manner of such as mutiny
and rebel: but were of sundry Companies, as Don Emanuel's, and
others. Nevertheless I have been so bold in the Model [Plan] as to
set down the said Don Emanuel, for their leader: both because I think
that, their mutiny notwithstanding, he led them at the exploit; and
also because he was slain amongst them at their entry.
Thus the number of [the] Spaniards was 4,000 or thereabouts;
besides some help that they had of the garrison within the Castle.
And besides, 1,000 High Almains [Germans] or more; which came
from Maestricht, Lierre, and those parts. And they were of three
sundry Regiments:
Charles Fugger's, Polwiller's, and Frondsberger's: but they were led all
by Charles Fugger. So that the whole force of the Spaniards and their
complices was 5,000 and upwards.
The which assembled and met at the Castle, on the said 4th day [of
November 1576], about ten of the clock before dinner: and, as I
have heard credibly reported, would neither stay to refresh
themselves, having marched all night and the day before; nor yet to
confer of anything but only of the order how they should issue and
assail: protesting and vowing neither to eat nor drink until they
might eat and drink at liberty and pleasure in Antwerp: the which
vow they performed, contrary to all men's reason and expectation.

Their order of entry into the Castle Yard [Esplanade], and their
approach to the trenches I did not see: for I could not get out of the
town; neither did I think it reasonable to be Hospes in aliena
republica curiosus.
Yet, as I heard it rehearsed by sundry of themselves, I will also here
rehearse it for a truth:
The Horsemen and Footmen which came from Maestricht and Lierre,
came through a village on the east side of the town called
Borgerhout about ten of the clock before noon, as beforesaid. The
Governor and Estates, being thereof advertised, sent out presently
part of their Horsemen and Footmen to discover and take knowledge
of them. But before they could issue out of the Gates, the Spaniards
were passed on the south-east side of the town ditch, and entered
at a Gate which standeth on the Counterscarf of the Castle Yard
[Esplanade], called the Windmill Port. There entered the Horsemen
and all the Footmen; saving the High Almains [Germans] who
marched round about the Castle, by a village called Kiel; and, trailing
their pikes on the ground after them, came in at a small Postern on
the Brayes by the river, and on the west side of the Castle.
Those which came from Alost, came through the said village called
Kiel, and so, through the Castle, [and] issued out of the same at the
Fore Gate, which standeth towards the town.
Being thus passed, and entered into the Castle Yard, about eleven of
the clock; they of Alost and of the Castle cast themselves into four
Squadrons; they of Maestricht and Lierre into two Squadrons, and
their Horsemen into a Troop behind them; and the High Almains
[Germans] into a Squadron or Battalion by the river's side.
Being thus ordered, and appointment given where every Squadron
should charge and endure; they cast off certain Loose Shot
[Skirmishers] from every Squadron, and attacked the Scarmouch [?
Piquet]. The which continued not one hour; before they drew their
Squadrons so near unto the Counterscarf and Trenches, that they
brake and charged pell mell.
The Castle had, all this while, played at the town and trenches with
thundering shot: but now, upon a signal given, ceased to shoot any
more, for fear to hurt their own men; wherein I noted their good
order, which wanted no direction, in their greatest fury.
The Walloons and Almains [Germans] which served in the Trenches,
defended all this while very stoutly. And the Spaniards with their
Almains continued the charge with such valour, that in fine they won
the Counterscarf, and presently scaled the Trenches with great fury.
The Walloons and Almains, having long resisted without any fresh
relief or supply, many of them in this meanwhile being slain and
hurt, were not able any longer to repulse the Spaniards: so that they
entered the Trenches about twelve of the clock, and presently
pursued their victory down every street.
In their chase, as fast as they gained any cross street, they flanked
the same with their Musquet[eer]s until they saw no longer
resistance of any Power; and they proceeded in chase, executing all
such as they overtook. In this good order they charged and entered;
in this good order they proceeded; and in as good order, their
lackays and pages followed with firebrands and wild fire, setting the
houses on fire in every place where their masters had entered.
The Walloons and Almains which were to defend the town [being
chiefly those commanded by the Marquis d'Havré] being grown into
some security by reason that their Trenches were so high as seemed
invincible; and, lacking sufficient generals or directors, were found
as far out of order as the Spaniards were to be honoured for the
good order and direction which they kept.
For those which came to supply and relieve the Trenches came
straggling and loose. Some came from the furthest side of the town.
Some, that were nearer, came very fearfully! and many, out of their
lodgings, from drinking and carousing; who would scarcely believe
that any conflict was begun, when the Spaniards now met them in
the streets to put them out of doubt that they dallied not.
To conclude, their carelessness and lack of foresight was such that
they never had a Corps du Gard [Block House] to supply and relieve
their Trenches; but only one in the Market Place of the town, which
was a good quarter of a mile from their fortifications: and that also
was of Almains [Germans commanded by that double-dyed traitor
Cornelis Van Einden, or Van Ende]; who, when they spied the
Spaniards, did gently kneel down, letting their pikes fall, and crying,
O liebe Spaniarden! O liebe Spaniarden! ["O dear Spaniards!" That
is, Van Einden traitorously joined with the invading Spaniards.]

Now I have set down the order of their entry, approach, charge, and
assault, together with their proceeding in victory; and that by
credible report, both of the Spaniards themselves and of others who
served in their company: let me also say a little of that which I saw
executed.

I was lodged in the English House, ut supra: and had not gone
abroad that morning by reason of weighty business which I had in
hand the same day. At dinner time [which was then about 11 a.m.],
the Merchantmen of my country, which came out of the town and
dined in my chamber, told me, That a hot scarmouch [skirmish] was
begun in the Castle Yard, and that the fury thereof still increased.
About the midst of dinner, news came, That the shot was so thick,
as neither ground, houses, nor people could be discerned for the
smoke thereof: and before dinner were fully ended, That the
Spaniards were like[ly] to win the Trenches.
Whereat I stept from the table, and went hastily up into a high
tower of the said English House: from whence I might discover fire
in four or five places of the town towards the Castle Yard; and
thereby I was well assured that the Spaniards indeed were entered
within the Trenches.
So that I came down, and took my cloak and sword, to see the
certainty thereof: and as I passed towards the Bourse [Exchange] I
met many; but I overtook none. And those which I met were no
townsmen, but soldiers: nether walked they as men which use
traffic, but ran as men which are in fear.
Whereat, being somewhat grieved, and seeing the townsmen stand
every man before his door with such weapons as they had; I
demanded of one of them, What it meant?
Who answered me in these words, Helas, Monsieur, il n'y a point
d'ordre; et voilà la ruine de cette ville! [Alas, Sir, there is no order;
and behold the ruin of this town!]
Ayez courage, mon ami! [Have courage, my friend!], quoth I; and so
went onwards yet towards the Bourse: meeting all the way more
and more [of those] which mended their pace.
At last, a Walloon Trumpeter on horseback, who seemed to be but a
boy of years, drew his sword, and laid about him, crying Où est ce
que vous enfuyez, canaille? Faisons tête, pour l'honeur de la patrie!
[Where are you flying to, rascals? Make head, for the honour of our
country!] Wherewith fifty or threescore of them turned head, and
went backwards towards the Bourse.
The which encouraged me, par compagnie, to proceed.
But alas, this comfort endured but a while. For by that time I came
on the farther side of the Bourse, I might see a great troop coming
in greater haste, with their heads as close together as a school of
young fry or a flock of sheep; who met me, on the farther side of
the Bourse, towards the Market Place: and, having their leaders
foremost (for I knew them by their javelins, boar spears, and
staves), [they] bare me over backwards; and ran over my belly and
my face, [a] long time before I could recover on foot.
At last, when I was up, I looked on every side, and seeing them run
so fast, began thus to bethink me, "What, in God's name, do I hear?
which have no interest in this action; since they who came to defend
this town are content to leave it at large, and shift for themselves."
And whilst I stood thus musing, another flock of flyers came so fast
that they bare me on my nose, and ran as many over my back, as
erst had marched over my stomach. In fine, I got up like a tall
fellow; and went with them for company: but their haste was such
as I could never overtake them until I came at a broad cross street,
which lieth between the English House and the said Bourse.
There I overtook some of them grovelling on the ground, and
groaning for the last gasp; and some others which turned backwards
to avoid the tickling of the Spanish Musquets [Musketeers]: who had
gotten the ends of the said broad cross street, and flanked it both
ways. And there I stayed a while till, hearing the shot increase and
fearing to be surprised with such as might follow in tail of us; I gave
adventure to pass through the said cross street: and, without vaunt
be it spoken, passed through five hundred shots before I could
recover the English House.

At my coming thither, I found many of the Merchants standing

before the gate: whom I would not discomfort nor dismay but said,
That the Spaniards had once entered the town, and that I hoped
they were gone back again.
Nevertheless I went to the Governor: and privily persuaded him to
draw in the company; and to shut up the gates.
The which he consented unto: and desired me, because I was
somewhat better acquainted with such matters than the Merchants,
to take charge of the key.
I took it willingly, but before I could well shut and bar the gate, the
Spaniards were now come forwards into the same street; and
passing by the door, called to come in; bestowing five or six
musquet shot at the gate, where I answered them; whereof one
came very near my nose, and piercing through the gate, strake one
of the Merchants on the head, without any great or dangerous hurt.
But the heat of the pursuit was yet such, that they could not attend
the spoil; but passed on in chase to the New Town, where they slew
infinite numbers of people: and, by three of the clock, or before,
returned victors; having slain, or put to flight, all their enemies.

And now, to keep promise and to speak without partiality, I must

needs confess that it was the greatest victory, and the roundliest
executed, that hath been seen, read, or heard of, in our Age: and
that it was a thing miraculous to consider how Trenches of such a
height should be entered, passed over, and won, both by Footmen
and Horsemen.
For immediately after that the Footmen were gotten in, the
Horsemen found means to follow: and being, many of them,
Harquebussiers on horseback, did pass by their own Footmen in the
streets; and much hastened both the flight of the Walloons, and
made the way opener unto speedy executioners.
But whosoever will therein most extoll the Spaniards for their valour
and order, must therewith confess that it was the very ordinance of
GOD for a just plague and scourge unto the town. For otherwise it
passeth all men's capacity to conceive how it should be possible.
And yet the disorder and lack of foresight in the Walloons did
great[ly] help to augment the Spanish glory and boast.

To conclude. The Count d'Oberstein was drowned in the New Town.

The Marquis d'Havré and [Sieur de] Champagney escaped out of the
said New Town, and recovered the Prince of Orange's ships.
Only the young Count [Philip] of Egmont was taken, fighting by St
Michael's. Monsieur de Capres and Monsieur de Gogines were also
taken. But I heard of none that fought stoutly, saving only the said
Count of Egmont; whom the Colonel Verdugo, a Spaniard of an
honourable compassion and good mind, did save: with great danger
to himself in defending the Count.
In this conflict there were slain 600 Spaniards, or thereabouts. And
on the Thursday next following [8th November 1576], a view of the
dead bodies in the town being taken, it was esteemed at 17,000
men, women, and children. [This would be apart from those
drowned in the Scheldt.] A pitiful massacre, though GOD gave
victory to the Spaniards.
And surely, as their valiance was to be much commended; so yet I
can much discommend their barbarous cruelty in many respects. For
methinks that as when GOD giveth abundance of wealth, the owner
ought yet to have regard on whom he bestow it: even so, when
GOD giveth a great and miraculous victory, the conquerors ought to
have great regard unto their execution. And though some, which
favour the Spanish faction, will alledge sundry reasons to the
contrary: yet, when the blood is cold and the fury over, methinks
that a true Christian heart should stand content with victory; and
refrain to provoke GOD's wrath by [the] shedding of innocent blood.
These things I rehearse the rather, because they neither spared Age
nor Sex, Time nor Place, Person nor Country, Profession nor Religion,
Young nor Old, Rich nor Poor, Strong nor Feeble: but, without any
mercy, did tyrannously triumph, when there was neither man nor
means to resist them.
For Age and Sex, Young and Old; they slew great numbers of young
children; but many more women more than four score years of age.
For Time and Place; their fury was as great ten days after the
victory, as at the time of their entry; and as great respect they had
to the Church and Churchyard, for all their hypocritical boasting of
the Catholic Religion, as the butcher had to his shambles or
slaughter house.
For Person and Country, they spared neither friend nor foe,
Portugese nor Turk.
For Profession and Religion, the Jesuits must give their ready coin;
and all other Religious Houses, both coin and plate: with all short
ends that were good and portable.
The Rich was spoiled because he had; and the Poor were hanged
because they had nothing. Neither Strength could prevail to make
resistance, nor Weakness move pity for to refrain their horrible
cruelty.
And this was not only done when the chase was hot; but, as I erst
said, when the blood was cold; and they [were] now victors without
resistance.

I refrain to rehearse the heaps of dead carcases which lay at every

Trench where they entered; the thickness whereof did in many
places exceed the height of a man.
I forbear also to recount the huge numbers drowned in the New
Town: where a man might behold as many sundry shapes and forms
of man's motion at [the] time of death as ever Michael Angelo did
portray in his Tables of Doomsday [Picture of the Last Judgment].
I list not to reckon the infinite number of poor Almains [Germans],
who lay burned in their armour. Some [with] the entrails scorched
out, and all the rest of the body free. Some [with] their head and
shoulders burnt off; so that you might look down into the bulk and
breast, and there take an anatomy of the secrets of Nature. Some
[were] standing upon their waist; being burnt off by the thighs. And
some no more but the very top of the brain taken off with fire;
whiles the rest of the body did abide unspeakable torments.
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