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A Selection Of The Best English Lyric Ballads Chosen & Edited by Arthur Quiller-Couch

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SIR ANDREW BARTON
XIX
' Thou must tell me thy name,7 says Charles my lord Howard,
' Or who thou art, or from whence thou came, Yea, and where thy dwelling is,
To whom and where thy ship does belong.' xx ' My name,' says he, ' is Henery Hunt,
With a pure hart and a penitent mind ; I and my ship they doe belong
Unto the New-castle that stands upon Tyne.'
XXI
' Now thou must tell me, Henery Hunt, As thou hast sayled by day and by night
Hast thou not heard of a stout robber ?
Men calls him Sir Andrew Barton, Knight.'
XXII
But ever he sighed, and said, ' Alas !
Full well, my lord, I know that wight; He has robb'd me of my merchants-ware,
And I was his pris'ner but yesternight.
XXIII
' As I was sayling upon the sea,
And a Bourdeaux voyage as I did fare,
He clasped me to his archeborde,
And robb'd me of all my merchants-ware.
XXIV
' And I am a man both poor and bare,
Every man will have his own of me ; And I am bound towards London to fare,
To complain unto my prince Henrye.
archeborde] hatch-board.
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