sher the If you, my lord, have chofen mee Of a hundred gunners to be head, Whofe active hands had gained fame Horfeley, fayd he, I muft with speede 50 55 60 кл If I mifs twelvefcore one penny bread †. 65 With pikes and gunnes, and bowemen bold, And days he fcant had fayled three, Upon the voyage', he tooke in hand, 70 And foutly made it ftay and ftand, Thou An old Eng. word for Breadth, iv. 70. Journey. in proved by the latter (chiefly from a Mark setter Copy ni the Depyn Cotection) as also occasionally by conjetors. Mr Lambe in his Notes to the Purin on the Batth of Fludden Fists ANCIENT POEM S. Thou must tell me, lord Howard jed 185 [sais And whither bound, and whence thou came. My name is Henry Hunt, quoth hee With a heavye heart, and a carefull mind; I and my fhipp doe both belong To the Newcastle, that ftands upon Tyne. Haft thou not heard, nowe, Henrye Hunt, As thou haft fayled by daye and by night, ton Of a Scottish rover on the feas; Men call him fir Andrew Barton, knighte? Than ever he fighed, and fayd alas! 85 With a grieved mind, and well away! But over-well I knowe that wight, I was his prifoner yesterday. As I was fayling upon the fea, A Burdeaux voyage for to fare; To his arch-borde * he clasped me, Em You fall not need, lord Howard fans/Sais Lett me but once that robber fee, For every penny tane thee froe It fhall be doubled fhillings three. 100 Nowe God forefend, the merchant faxed, sands God keepe you out o' that traitors hands! He is braffe within, and fteele without. He carries on each fide along: Were ye twentye hippes, and he but one; If once his beames they doe downe fall *. To welcome a stranger on the fea: would 105 110 115 sais 120 Then * The Eder would be obliged to any naval antiquays that woul explain abis. Instead of this give |