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204 SIR ANDREW BARTON.
" Canst thou show me," the lord did say,
" As thou didst sail by day and night, A Scottish rover on the sea, 75
His name is Andrew Barton, knight ? " Then the merchant sighed and said,
With grieved mind and well-a-way, " But over well I know that wight,
I was his prisoner yesterday. so
" As I, my lord, did sail from France,
A Burdeaue voyage to take so far, I met with Sir Andrew Barton thence,
Who robb'd me of my merchant ware. And mickle debts God knows I owe, 85
And every man doth crave his own; And I am bound to London now,
Of our gracious king to beg a boon."
" Show me him," said Lord Howard then,
" Let me once the villain see, sc
And every penny he hath from thee ta'en,
I'll double the same with shillings three." " Now, God forbid," the merchant said,
" I fear your aim that you will miss; God bless you from his tyranny, »
For little you think what man he is.
" He is brass within and steel without, His ship most huge and mighty strong,
With eighteen pieces of ordinance,
He carrieth on each side along. 100
With beams for his top-castle, As also being huge and high,