Pepys Ballads, IV, 196, No 189.
| 1 |
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 |
| 2 |
'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. |
| 3 |
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. |
| 4 |
'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. |
| 5 |
He set his breast, and away he did swim,
Until he came to the false gallaly. |
| 6 |
He had an augor fit for the [n]once,
The which will bore fifteen good holes at once. |
| 7 |
Some ware at cards, and some at dice,
Until the salt water flashd in their eyes. |
| 8 |
Some cut their hats, and some cuth their caps,
For to stop the salt-water gaps. |
| 9 |
He set his breast, and away did swim,
Until he came to his own ship again. |
| 10 |
'I have done the work I promised to do,
For I have sunk the false gallaly,
And released The Sweet Trinity. |
| 11 |
'You promised me gold, and you promised me fee,
Your eldest daughter my wife she must be.' |
| 12 |
'You shall have gold, and you shall have fee,
But my eldest daughter you wife shall never be.'
For sailing, etc. |
| 13 |
'Then fare you well, you cozening lord,
Seeling you are not so good as your word.'
For sailing, etc. |
| 14 |
And thus I shall conclude my song,
Of the sailing in the Low-lands
Wishing all happiness too all seamen both old and young.
In their sailing in the Low-lands |
