I sent a copy of the vote to
Doling, inclosed in this letter:--
"SIR,
"He that can fancy a fleet (like ours) in her pride, with
pendants loose, guns roaring, caps flying, and the loud "Vive le
Roy's," echoed from one ship's company to another, he, and he
only, can apprehend the joy this inclosed vote was received with,
or the blessing he thought himself possessed of that bore it, and
is
"Your humble servant."
About nine o'clock I got all my letters done, and sent them by
the messenger that come yesterday. This morning come Captain
Isham on board with a gentleman going to the King, by whom very
cunningly my Lord tells me, he intends to send an account of this
day's and yesterday's actions here, notwithstanding he had writ
to the Parliament to have leave of them to send the King the
answer of the fleete. Since my writing of the last paragraph, my
Lord called me to him to read his letter to the King, to see
whether I could find any slips in it or no. And as much of the
letter as I can remember, is thus:-
"May it please your Most Excellent Majesty," and so begins.
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