There was a ship of the North Coun-trie, And the name of the ship was the
Gold-en Trin-i-tie; She was sail-ing in the Low-lands
low, low, low, She was sail-ing in the Low-Lands low.
299 D (V, 306). TROOPER AND MAID.
Macmath MS.
The troop-er lad cam to oor gate, And oh, but he was wea-ry; He
rap-ped at and chap-ped at, Syne called for his kind dear-y.