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A true relation of the life and death of Sir Andrew Barton, a pyrate and rover on the seas. Tune, Come follow my love, &c.
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A True Relation of the Life and Death of Sir Andrew Barton a Pyrate and Rover on the Seas Tune Come follow my Love c. WHen Flora with her fragrant flowers bedect the earth so trim and gay And Neptune with his dainty showers came to present the month of May King Henry would a hunting ride over the river of Thames past he Vnto a mountain top also did walk some pleasure for to see Where forty Merchants he espyed with fifty sail come towards him Who then no sooner were arriv'd but on their knees did thus complain An 't please your Grace we cannot sail to France no voyage to be sure But Sir Andrew Barton makes us quail and robs us of our marchant-ware Vext was the King and turning him said to his Lords of high degree Have I ne'r a Lord within my Realm dare fetch that Traytor unto me To him reply'd Charles Lord Howard I will my Liege with heart and hand If it please you grant me leave he said I will perform what you command To him then speak King Henry I fear my Lord you are too young No whit at all my Leige quoth he I hope to prove in valour strong The Scotch Knight I vow to seek in what place soever he be And bring ashore with all his might or into Scotland he shall carry me A hundred Men the King then said out of my Realm shall chosen be Besides Saylers 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 affairs shall wait on thee Lord Howard call'd a Gunner then who was the best in all the Realm His age was threescore years and ten and Peter Simon was his name My Lord call'd then a Bow-man rare whose active hands had gained fame A Gentleman born in Yorkshire and William Horsely was his name Horsely quoth he I must to Sea to seek a Traytor with good speed Of a hundred Bow-men brave quoth he I have chosen thee to be the Head If you my Lord have chosen me of a hundred Men to be the Head Vpon the main-mast I 'll hanged be if twelvescore I miss one shillings breadth Lord Howard then of courage bold went to the Sea with pleasant chear Not curh'd with winter's piercing cold though it was the stormy time of year Not long he had been on the Sea on more in days than number three But the Henry Hunt there he espy'd a Merchant of New-castle was he To him Lord Howard call'd out amain and strictly charged him to stand Demanding then from whence he came or where he did intend to land The Merchant then made answer soon with heavy heart and careful mind My Lord my ship it doth belong unto New-castle upon Tine Canst thou shew me the Lord did say as thou didst all by day and night A Scotish Rover on the Sea his name is Andrew Barton Knight Then the Merchant sigh'd and said with grieved mind and well-away But over-well I know that Wight I was his Prisoner yesterday As I thy Lord did sail from France a Burdeaux-voyage to take so far I met with Sir Andrew Barton thence who rob'd me of my merchant-ware And mickle debts God knows I owe and every Man doth crave his own And I am bound to London now of our gracious King to beg a boon Shew me him said Lord Howard then let me once the Villain see And e'ry penny he hath from thee tane I 'll double the same with shillings three Now God forbid the Merchant said I fear your aim that you will miss God bless you from his tyranny for little you think what Man he is He is brass within and steel without his ship most huge and mighty strong With eighteen pieces of ordnance he carrieth on each side along With beams for his top-castle as also being huge and high That neither English nor Portugal can Sir Andrew Barton pass by Hard news than shew'st then said the Lord to welcome Stranger to the Sea But as I said I 'll bring him aboard or into Scotland he shall carry me The Merchant said If you will do so take counsel then I pray withal Let no Man to his top-castle go nor strive to let his beams down fall Lend me seven pieces of ordnance then of each side of my ship said he And to morrow my Lord again I will your Honour see A glass I 'll set as may be seen whether you sail by day or night And to morrow be sure before seven you shall see Sir Andrew Barton Knight The Merchant set my Lord a glass so well apparent in his sight That 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 believe me and by troth I think he is a worthy Knight Sir Andrew Barton seeing him thus scornfull to pass by As though he cared not a pin for him and all his Company Then called he his Men amain Fetch back yon Pedler now quoth he And e're this way he comes again I 'll tâ—ach him will his courtesie Fetch me my lyon out of hand saith the Lord with rose streamer high 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 â—ast he cast but as a Foe did him defie A piece of ordnance soon was shot by this proud Pirate fiercely then Into Lord Howard's middle deck which cruel shot kil'd fourteen Men. He called then Peter Simon he Look how thy word do stand instead For thou shall be hanged on main-mast if thou miss twelvescore one peny breadth Then Peter Simon gave a shot which did Sir Andrew mickle scare In at his deck it came so hot kill'd 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 Then Henry Hunt with 〈◊〉 hot came bravely on the other side Who likewise shot in at his deck and killed fifty of his Men beside Then out alas Sir Andrew cry'd What may a Man now think or say You Merchant-thief that pierceth me he was my Prisoner yesterday â—hen did he on Gordian raâ—l â—nto the top-castle for to go 〈◊〉 bid his beams he should let fall for he greatly fear'd an overthrow â—he Lord call'd Horselâ— now in haste Look that thy word now stand instead For thou shalt be hanged on main-mast if thou miss twelvescore a shilling breadth Then up mast-tree sâ—â—erved he this stout and mighty Gordian But Horsely he most happily that him under the collar-bone Then call'd he on his Nephew then said Sister's Sons I have no mo Three hundred pound I will give thee if thou wilt to top-castle go Then stoutly he began to climb from off the mast scorn'd to depart But Horsely soon prevented him and deadly pierc'd him to the heart His Men being slain then up amain did this proud Pirate climb with speed For armour of proof he had put on and did not dint of arrows dread Come hither Horsely said the Lord see thou thy arrows aim aright Great means to thee I will afford and if thou speed'st I 'll make the Knight Sir Andrew did climb up the tree with right good will and all his main Then upon the breast hit Horsely he till the arrow did return again Then Horsely spied a private place with a perfect eye in a secret part His arrow swifly flew apace and smote Sir Andrew to the heart Fight on fight on my merry Men all a little I am hurt yet not slain I 'll but lye down and bleed a while and come and fight with you again And do not said he fear English Rogues and of your Foes stand not in awe But stand fast by St. Andrew's cross until you hear my whistle blow They never heard his whistle blow which made them all full sore afraid Then Horsely said My Lord aboard for now Sir Andrew Barton's dead Thus boarded they this gallant ship with right good will and all their main Eighteen score Scots alive in it besides as many more was slain The Lord went where Sir Andrew lay and quickly thence cut off his head I should forsake England many a day if thou were alive as thou art dead Thus from the wars Lord Howard came with mickle joy and triumphing The Pirate's head he brought along for to present unto our King Who briefly then to him did say before he knew well what was done Where is the Knight and Pirate gay that I myself may give the doom You may thank God then said the Lord and four Men in the ship quoth he That we are safely come ashore sith you never had such an Enemy That is Henry Hunt and Peter Simon William Horsely and Peter's Son Therefore reward them for their pains for they did service at their turn To the Merchant then the King did say In lieu of what he hath from the tune I give to thee a noble a day Sir Andrew's whistle and his chain To Peter Simon a crown a day and half a crown a day to Peter's Son And that was for a shot so gay which bravely brought Sir Andrew down Horsely I will make the a Knight and in Yorkshire thou shalt dwell Lord Howard shall Earl Bury hight for this title he deserveth well Seven shillings to our English Men who in this fight did stoutly stand And twelve-pence a day to the Scots till they come to my Brother King 's high Land Printed by and for W.O. and sold by the Booksellers of Pye-corner and London-bridge