If you, my lord, have chosen me
Of a hundred gunners to be head,
Then hang me up on your maine-mast tree,
If I miffe my marke one fhilling bread'th.
My lord then chose a boweman rare,

• Whose active hands had gained fame," In Yorkshire he was a gentleman borne,

And William Horseley was his name.

Horseley, fayd he, I muft with speede
Go feeke a traytor on the sea,
And now of a hundred bowemen brave

To be the head I have chofen thee.
If you, quoth hee, have chofen mee

Of a hundred bowemen to be head;

On your maine-màft Ile hanged bee,

If I mifs twelvescore one penny bread'th.

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The noble Howard is gone to the fea;
With a valyant heart and a pleasant cheare,
Out at Thames mouth fayled he.
And days he fcant had fayled three,
Upon the voyage', he tooke in hand,
But there he met with a noble shipp,
And ftoutly made itt stay and stand.

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Thou

Thou must tell me, lord Howard fayes,
Now who thou art, and whats thy name;
And fhewe me where thy dwelling is :

And whither bound, and whence thou came.
My name is Henrye Hunt, quoth hee

With a heavye heart, and a carefull mind; I and my fhipp doe both belong

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To the Newcastle, that ftands upon Tyne.

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Haft thou not heard, now, Henrye Hunt,
As thou haft fayled by daye and by night,
Of a Scottish rover on the feas;

Men call him fir Andrew Barton knight?

Than ever he fighed, and fayd alas!
With a grieved mind, and well away!
But over-well I knowe that wight,

I was his prisoner yesterday.

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And I am nowe to London bounde,

Of our gracious king to beg a boone.

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• Perhaps Hatch-borde.

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You shall not need, lord Howard sayes;
Lett me but once that robber fee,
For every penny tane thee froe

It shall be doubled fhillings three.
Nowe God forefend, the merchant fayes,
That you fhold feek foe far amisse !
God keepe you out o' that traitors handes!
Full litle ye wott what a man he is.

He is braffe within, and steele without,
With beames on his topcastle ftronge;

And thirtye pieces of ordinance

He carries on each fide alonge;
And he hath a pinnace deerlye dight,
St. Andrewes croffe itt is his guide;
His pinnace beareth ninescore men,

And fifteen canons on each fide.

Were yo twentye fhippes, and he but one;
I sweare by kirke, and bower, and hall;
He wold orecome them every one,

If once his beames they doe downe fall.
This is cold comfort, fayes my lord,

To welcome a ftranger on the fea :

Yett Ile bring him, and his fhipp to fhore,
Or to Scotland he shall carrye mee.

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Then a noble gunner you must have,
And he must aim well with his ee,
And finke his pinnace in the fea,

Or else he ne'er orecome will be:
And if you chance his fhipp to borde,
This counsel I must give withall,

Let no man to his topcaftle goe

To ftrive to let his beames downe fall.

And seven pieces of ordinance,

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pray your On each side of my shipp along,

And I will lead you on the fea.

A glaffe Ile fett, that may be seene,

Whether you fayle by day or night;

And to-morrowe, I fweare, by nine of the clocke 135 You fhall fee Sir Andrewe Barton knight.

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HE merchant fett my lorde a glaffe
Soe well apparent in his fight,

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And on the morrowe, by nine of the clocke,

He fhewd him Sir Andrewe Barton knight. His hatchborde it was gilt' with gold,

Soe deerlye dight it dazzled the ee, Nowe by my faith, lord Howarde says, This is a gallant fight to fee.

Take in your ancyents, fandards eke,
So close that no man may them fee;
And put me forth a white willowe wand,
As merchants use that fayle the fea.
But they ftirred neither top, nor maft;
Stoutly they paft Sir Andrew by.

What English churles are yonder, he fayd,
That can foe little curtefye?

Now by the roode, three yeares and more
I have beene admirall over the fea;
And never an English nor Portingall
Without my leave can paffe this way.
Then called he forth his ftout pinnàce;
"Fetch backe yond pedlars nowe to mee:
I fweare by the masse, yon English churles
Shall all hang at my maine-maft tree.

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V. 5. hatched with gold.' MS.