‘And I am a man both poor and bare,
Every man will have his own of me;
And I am bound towards London to fare,
To complain unto my prince Henrye.
XXV
‘That shall not need,’ says my Lord Howard;
‘If thou canst let me this robber see,
For every penny he hath taken thee fro’
Thou shall be rewarded a shilling,’ quoth he.
XXVI
‘Now God forfend,’ says Henery Hunt,
‘My lord, you sho’ld work so far amisse!
God keep you out of that traitor’s hands!
For you wot full little what man he is.
XXVII
‘He is brasse within, and steele without,
And beams he bears in his topcastle stronge;
His ship hath ordinance clean round about;
Besides, my lord, he is very well mann’d.
XXVIII
‘He hath a pinnace is dearlye dight[1139],
Saint Andrew’s cross, that is his guide[1140];
His pinnace bears nine-score men and more,
With fifteen cannons on every side.