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Pepys Ballads, IV, 196, No 189.
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Sir Walter Rawleigh has built a ship,
In the Neatherlands
Sir Walter Rawleigh has built a ship,
In the Neather-lands
And it is called The Sweet Trinity,
And was taken by the false gallaly.
Sailing in the Low-lands
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‘Is there never a seaman bold
In the Neather-lands
Is there never a seaman bold
In the Neather-lands
That will go take this false gallaly,
And to redeem The Sweet Trinity?’
Sailing, etc.
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Then spoke the little ship-boy;
In the Neather-lands
Then spoke the little ship-boy;
In the Neather-lands
‘Master, master, what will you give me
And I will take this false gallaly,
And release The Sweet Trinity?’
Sailing, etc.
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‘I’ll give thee gold, and I’le give thee fee,
In the Neather-lands
I’ll give thee gold and I’le give thee fee,
In the Neather-lands
And my eldest daughter thy wife shall be.’
Sailing, etc.
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He set his breast, and away he did swim,
Until he came to the false gallaly.
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He had an augor fit for the [n]once,
The which will bore fifteen good holes at once.
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Some ware at cards, and some at dice,
Until the salt water flashd in their eyes.
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Some cut their hats, and some cut their caps,
For to stop the salt-water gaps.
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He set his breast, and away did swim,
Until he came to his own ship again.
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‘I have done the work I promised to do,
For I have sunk the false gallaly,
And released The Sweet Trinity.
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‘You promised me gold, and you promised me fee,
Your eldest daughter my wife she must be.’
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‘You shall have gold, and you shall have fee,
But my eldest daughter your wife shall never be.’
For sailing, etc.
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‘Then fare you well, you cozening lord,
Seeing you are not so good as your word.’
For sailing, etc.
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And thus I shall conclude my song,
Of the sailing in the Low-lands
Wishing all happiness to all seamen both old and young.
In their sailing in the Low-lands