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THE SAILOR'S DELIGHT j
When as our brave generall saw they delayed time, And would not ransom their town, as they said, With their faire wainscots, their presses and bedsteads, Their joint-stooles and tables, a fyre we made ; And when the town burned all in aflame, With tan-ta-ra, tan-ta-ra rara, from thence we came.
(By Thomas Deloney.) |
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THE SAILOR'S ONEL Y DELIGHT:
Shewing the brave fight between George-Aloe, the Sweep-stakes and certain Frenchmen at Sea.
The George-Aloe and the Sweep-stake too,
With hey, with hoe, for and a nony no ; O they were merchant-men and bound for Safee,
And alongst the coast of Barbary.
The George-Aloe to anchor came,
But the jolly Sweepstake kept on her way.
They had not sayled leagues two or three,
But they met with a Frenchman of war upon the sea.
' All haile, all haile, you lusty gallants,
Of whence is your fair ship, or whither are you bound ?'
' We are Englishmen and bound for Safee,
Of whence is your fair ship, or whither are you bound ?'
' Amaine, amaine, you gallant Englishman,'
' Come, you French swads, and strike down your sayle.'
They laid us aboord on the star-boord side, And they overthrew us into the sea so wide.
When tidings to the George-Aloe came,
That the jolly Sweep-stake by a Frenchman was tane.
To top ! to top, thou little ship-boy ! And see if this Frenchman of war thou canst descry.' |
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