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A05245 A True relation of the life and death of Sir Andrew Barton, a pirate and rover on the seas to the tune of, Come follow me loue. 1630 (1630) STC 1539.5; ESTC S1777 3,510 2

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A true Relation of the Life and Death of Sir Andrew Barton a Pirate and Rover on the Seas To the tune of Come follow me Loue. WHen Flora with her fragrant flowers bedeckt the earth so trim and gay And Neptune with his dainty showers came to present the month of May King Henry would a progresse ride over the Riuer Thames past he Unto a Mountaines top also did walke some pleasure for to sée Where forty Merchants he espied with swiftest saile came towards him Who then no sooner were arived but on their knées did thus complaine And 't like your Grace we cannot saile to France no voyage to be sure But Sir Andrew Barton makes vs quaile and robs vs of our Merchants ware Uert was the King and turned him said to his Lords of best d●gree Haue I nere a Lord in all my Realme dare fetch that Traitor vnto me To him repli'd Lord Charles Howa●d I will my Liege with heart and hand If it please you grant me leaue he said I will performe what you command To him then spake King Henry I feare my Lord you are too young No whit at all my Liege quoth he I hope to prooue in valour strong The Scottish Knight I vow to séeke in place wheresoever that he be And bring on shore with all his might or into Scot●and he shall carry me A hundred men the King then said out of my Realme shall chosen be Besides Saylors and Ship-boys to guide a great Ship on the Sea Bow-men and Gunners of good skill shall for this service chosen be And they at thy command and will in all affaires shall waite on thee Lord Howard cald a Gunner then who was the best of all the Realme His age was thréescore yeares and ten one Peter Simon was his name My Lord cald then a Bow-man rare whose actiue hands had gained fame A Gentleman borne in Yorkeshire and William Horsly was his name Horsly quoth he I must to sea to seeke a Traytor with great spéed Of an hundred bow-men braue quoth he I haue chosen thée to be my head If you my Lord haue chosen me of an hundred men to be the head Upon maine Mast I le hanged be if twelue score I misse one shilling breadth Lord Howard then of courage bold went to the sea with pleasant chéere Not curb'd with winters piercing cold though it was the stormy time of the yeare Not long he had beene on the seas no more then dayes in number three Till one Henry Hunt he then espied a Merchant os New-castle was he To him Lord Howard cald out amaine and strictly charged him to stand Demanding then from whence he came 〈◊〉 where he did intend to land The Merchant then made answer soone with heauy heart and carefull minde My Lord my ship it doth belong vnto New-Castle vpon Tine Canst thou me shew the Lord did say as thou didst sayle by day and night A Scottish Rouer who lyes on Sea his name is Sir Andrew Barton knight Then to him the Merchant said and sigh'd with a grieved mind and a wellaway But ouer well I know that wight for I was his prisoner but yesterstay As I my Lord did passe from France a Burdeaux voyage to take so far I met Sir Andrew Barton thence who rob'd me of my Merchants ware And mickle debts God knowes I owe and euery man did craue his owne And I am bound to London now of our gracious King to beg a boone The second part To the same tune SHew me him said Lord Howard then let me but once that villaine sée And for one penny he hath from thée tane I le double the same with shillings thrée Now God forbid my Lord quoth he I feare your ayme that you wil● misse God blesse you from his tyranny for you little know what man he is ●e is brasse within and steele without his ship most huge and very strong With eighteene pieces strong and stout he carieth on each side along With beames from her Top-castle as also being huge and high That neither English nor Portugall can Sir Andrew Barton passe by Hard news thou shewest thē said my Lord to welcome strangers to the Sea But as I said I le bring him aboord or into Scotland he shall carry me The Merchant said if you will do so take counsell then I pray withall Let no man to his topcastle goe nor striue to let his beames downe fall Lend me seuen pieces of Ordinance then of either side my ship quoth he And to mor●ow my Lord twixt sixe and seuen againe I will your honour see A glasse I le set that may be seene whether you saile by day or night And to morrow surely before seven you shal see Sir Andrew Barton knight The Merchant set my Lord a glasse so we●l apparant to his sight Then on the morrow as his promise was he saw Sir Andrew Barton Knight The Lord then swore a mighty oath now by the heavens that be of might By faith belieue me and by truth I thinke he is a worthy weight Fetch ●e my Lyon out of hand saith the Lord with Rose Streamers hye Set vp withall a Willow wand that Merchant like I may passe by Thus brauely Lord Howard past and d●d on Anchor ride so high No top-sale downe at all he cast but as his foe did him defie A piece of Ordinance soone was shot by this proud Pirate fiercely then Into Lo●d Howards middle Deck which cruell shot killed fourteen men He called then Peter Simon he looke now thy word do stand in stead For tho● shalt be hanged on maine Mast if thou misse twelue score one penny bred Then Peter Simon gaue a shot which did Sir Andrew mickle scarre In at his Decke it came so hot kill'd fifty of his men of war Alas then said the Pirate stout I am in danger now I see This is some Lord I greatly doubt that 's now set on to conquer me Then Henry Hunt with rig●r ●ot came brauely on his other side Who likewise shot in at his decke and kild fiue of his men beside Then out alas sir Andrew cri'd what may a man now thinke or say Yon Merchant theefe that pierceth me he was my prisoner but yesterday Then did he on one Gordian call vnto Top-castle for to goe And bid his beames he should let fall for I greatly feare an overthrow The Lord cald H●rsly then in hast looke that thy word stand now in stead For thou shalt be hanged on maine Mast if thou misse twelue score a finger bred Then vp Mast trée then swarmed he this stout and mighty Gordian But Horsly he most happily shot him vnder the collor bone Then called he of his Nephew then saith sisters sonnes I haue no moe Thrée hundred pounds I le giue to thée if thou wilt to Top-castle goe Then stoutly he began to climbe and from the Mast scornd to depart But Horsly soone preuented him and deadly pierc'd him to the heart His men being slaine then vp amaine did this stout Pirat climbe with speed For armour of proofe he had put on and did not dint of Arrow dread Come hither Ho●sl● then said the Lord sée that thy arro●●yme aright Great meanes to thée I will afford and if thou spéed I le make thee Knight Sir Andrew he did climbe vp the tree with right good will and all his maine Then vpon the brest hit Horsl● he till the arrow did returne againe Then Horsly spied a privie place with a perfect eye in a secret part His arrow swiftly flew apace and smote sir Andrew to the heart Fight on fight on my merry men all a little I am hurt yet not slaine I le but lie downe and bléed a while and come and fight with you againe And do not saith he feare English Rogues and of your Foes stand in no awe But stand fast by S. Andrewes crosse vntill you heare my whistle blow They never heard his whistle blow which made them all full sore afraid Then Horsly said my Lord aboard for now Sir Andrew Bartons dead Then boorded they that gallant ship with a right good wil and al their maine Eighteenescore Scots aliue in it besides as many moe were slaine The Lord went where sir Andrew lay and quickly then cut off his head I would forsweare England many a day if thou wert aliue as thou art dead Thus from the wars Lord Howard came with mickle joy and triumphing The Pirats head he brought along for to present vnto the King Who briefly then to him did say before he knew well what was done Where is the knight and Pirate gay th●t I my selfe may be his doome You may thanke God then said the Lord and foure men in this ship with me That we are safely come to shore sith you never had such an enemy That 's Henry Hunt and Peter Simon William Horsly and Peter's sonne Therefore reward them for their paine for they did service at their turne To the Merchant then the King did say in liew of what he had from thée taine I giue to thée a Noble a day sir Andrewes whistle and his Chaine To Peter Simon a Crowne a day and halfe a Crowne a day to Peters son And that was for a shot so gay which brauely brought sir Andrew down Horsly I will make thée a Knight and in Yorkeshire there shalt thou dwell Lord Howard shal Earle of Bury hight for his title he hath deserved well Seuen shillings to our English men who to this f●ght did stoutly stand And 12 pence a day to the Scots till they come to my brother King his Land FINIS London Printed for E. W.