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LXVII
With that they boarded this noble ship, So did they it with might and main ;
They found eighteen score Scots alive, Besides the rest were maim'd and slaine.
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Lxvin Lord Howard took a sword in his hand,
And so smote off Sir Andrew's head ; The Scots stood by did weepe and mourne,
But never a word they spoke or sayd.
LXIX
He caused his body to be taken downe, And over the hatch-bord cast into the sea,
And about his middle three hundred crownes : ' Wheresoever thou lands, it will bury thee! '
LXX
With his head they sayl'd into England againe, With right good will and force and main,
And on the day before New-Year's Even Into Thames' mouth they came againe.
lxxi Lord Howard wrote to King Henry's grace,
With all the newes hee co'ld him bring : ' Such a New Year's gift I have brought to your G
As never did subject to any King.
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' For merchandise, yea and manhood,
The like is nowhere to be found; The sight of these wo'ld do you good,
For you have not the like in your English grou
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