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SIR ANDREW BARTON
' That shall not need,' says my Lord Howard ;
' If thou canst let me this robber see, For every penny he hath taken thee fro'
Thou shalt be rewarded a shilling,' quoth he.
' Now God forfend,' says Henery Hunt, ' My lord, you sho'ld work so far amisse !
God keep you out of that traitor's hands ! For you wot full little what man he is.
' He is brasse within, and Steele without,
And beams he bears in his topcastle stronge;
His ship hath ordinance clean round about; Besides, my lord, he is very well mann'd.
' He hath a pinnace is dearlye dight,
Saint Andrew's cross, that is his guide;
His pinnace bears nine-score men and more, With fifteen cannons on every side.
' Were you twenty ships, and he but one,
Either in archbord or in hall, He wo'ld overcome you everye one,
An if his beams they doe down fall' xxx ' This is cold comfort,' says my Lord Howard,
' To welcome a stranger thus to the sea; l'le bring him and his ship to shore,
Or else into Scotland he shall carry me.'
dearlye dight] expensively fitted, or ornamented. guide!
guidon; signal flag. hall] hull.