They had not sailed days three,
Upon their journey they took in hand,
But there they met with a noble ship,
And stoutly made it both stay and stand.
"Thou must tell me thy name," says Charles, my lord Howard,
"Or who thou art, or from whence thou came,
Yea, and where thy dwelling is,
To whom and where thy ship does belong."
"My name," says he, "is Henry Hunt,
With a pure heart, and a penitent mind;