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Crimes 325
That your tender son doth suffer, sure your tender heart would
break! My bitter grief no tongue can utter, O Lord, relieve me from
this fate!
0 that I had but one small morsel that the dogs would this despise!
Pray God send me down some water from the blessed lofty skies."
When nine days I thus had kept him, unto him I then did go; He cried, "O dear and loving master, one good favor to me show; Do not keep me here to perish; kill me, send me to my grave, Or one bit of bread afford me." His excrements I then him gave. His excrements which he avoided, fording him the same to eat, And because he did refuse it, eighteen stripes I gave him straight. With that the distressed creature for a Savior loud did cry; In this wretched situation this poor creature now did die.
Oftentimes my men upbraid me, I like fury cursed and swore, Saying, "I'll have you hung for pirates if I live to get on shore." Sailors, learning my intention,* a little unto me did say, But they had me apprehended when we did return from sea.
1 thought my money would have cleared me, hearing the boy's friends were poor,
But O the cries of his dear mother would have grieved your
heart full sore! He resolved to persecute me; she no gold nor bribe would take. Captain James for cruel murder now the gibbets is his fate.
How now can a glance of pity be cast on this my crime? It doth appear to every creature such a blot on you mankind; Often do I cry for mercy when no mercy do afford To a poor innocent creature, yet some mercy show me, Lord. I do lay upon thy mercy, for my death approaches nigh. Captain James for cruel murder now upon the gibbet dies. |
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