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206 SIR ANDREW BARTON. |
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Set up withal a willow-wand, That merchant like I may pass by:"
Thus bravely did Lord Howard pass, And on anchor rise so high;
No top-sail at last he cast, im
But as a foe did him defie.
Sir Andrew Barton seeing him
Thus scornfully to pass by, As tho' he cared not a pin |
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For him and his company; Then called he his men amain,
" Fetch back yon pedlar now," quoth |
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And ere this way he comes again,
I'll teach him well his courtesie."
A piece of ordnance soon was shot i«
By this proud pirate fiercely then, Into Lord Howard's middle deck,
Which cruel shot killed fourteen men. He called then Peter Simon, he:
" Look how thy word do stand instead, uo For thou shall be hanged on main-mast,
If thou miss twelve score one penny breadth."
Then Peter Simon gave a shot,
Which did Sir Andrew mickle scare, In at his deck it came so hot, us
Killed fifteen of his men of war. "Alas," then said the pirate stout,
" I am in danger now I see; This is some lord, I greatly fear,
That is set on to conquer me." 160 |
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