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THE SWEET TRINITY (THE GOLDEN VANITY)

A.‘Sir Walter Raleigh sailing in the Low-lands,’ etc., Pepys Ballads, IV, 196, No 189 (1682-85).B. a.‘The Goulden Vanitie,’ Logan’s Pedlar’s Pack, p. 42; Mrs Gordon’s Memoir of John Wilson, II, 317.b.As sung by Mr G. Du Maurier, sent me by J. R. Lowell,c.‘The French Galley,’ Motherwell’s MS., p. 420.d.Communicated by Mrs Moncrieff, of London, Ontario.e.‘The Lowlands Low,’ Findlay MSS, I, 161.f.Sharpe’s Ballad Book, 1880, p. 160, notes of Sir Walter Scott.C. a.‘Golden Vanity, or, The Low Lands Low,’ Pitts, Seven Dials, in Logan’s Pedlar’s Pack, p. 45; Ebsworth, Roxburghe Ballads, VI, 419.b.‘The Lowlands Low,’ Long, Dictionary of the Isle of Wight Dialect, p. 145.c.‘Low in the Lowlands Low,’ Christie, I, 238.d.‘The Golden Vanity,’ Baring-Gould and Sheppard,’Songs of the West,’ No 64.e.‘The French Gallio,’ ‘The French Gallolee,’ Buchan MSS, II, 390, 414.f.‘The Turkish Galley,’ Motherwell’s MS., p. 392, and Note-Book, p. 50.g.‘The Lowlands Low,’ Macmath MS., p. 80.

A.‘Sir Walter Raleigh sailing in the Low-lands,’ etc., Pepys Ballads, IV, 196, No 189 (1682-85).

B. a.‘The Goulden Vanitie,’ Logan’s Pedlar’s Pack, p. 42; Mrs Gordon’s Memoir of John Wilson, II, 317.b.As sung by Mr G. Du Maurier, sent me by J. R. Lowell,c.‘The French Galley,’ Motherwell’s MS., p. 420.d.Communicated by Mrs Moncrieff, of London, Ontario.e.‘The Lowlands Low,’ Findlay MSS, I, 161.f.Sharpe’s Ballad Book, 1880, p. 160, notes of Sir Walter Scott.

C. a.‘Golden Vanity, or, The Low Lands Low,’ Pitts, Seven Dials, in Logan’s Pedlar’s Pack, p. 45; Ebsworth, Roxburghe Ballads, VI, 419.b.‘The Lowlands Low,’ Long, Dictionary of the Isle of Wight Dialect, p. 145.c.‘Low in the Lowlands Low,’ Christie, I, 238.d.‘The Golden Vanity,’ Baring-Gould and Sheppard,’Songs of the West,’ No 64.e.‘The French Gallio,’ ‘The French Gallolee,’ Buchan MSS, II, 390, 414.f.‘The Turkish Galley,’ Motherwell’s MS., p. 392, and Note-Book, p. 50.g.‘The Lowlands Low,’ Macmath MS., p. 80.

Aalso in Euing, No 334, Crawford, No 1073, Huth, II, No 134; all by the same printer, 1682-85.

Motherwell enters the first stanza of another copy of ‘The Turkish Galley’ in his Note-Book, p. 10, and refers to three copies more, besidesB d, at p. 51.

There is a retouched copy ofCin EnglishCounty Songs, Lucy E. Broadwood and J. A. Fuller Maitland, p. 182.

B,C, are probably traditional variations of the broadsideA. The conclusion of the broadside is sufficiently inadequate to impel almost any singer to attempt an improvement, and a rather more effective catastrophe is the only signal difference besides names. It is, however, not quite impossible that the ultimate source of the traditional copies may be as old as the broadside.

A.‘The Sweet Trinity,’ a ship built by Sir Walter Raleigh, has been taken by a galley of a nationality not specified. The master of some English ship asks what seaman will take the galley and redeem The Sweet Trinity. A ship-boy asks what the reward shall be; the reward shall be gold and fee, and the master’s eldest daughter. The ship-boy, who is possessed of an auger which bores fifteen holes at once, swims to the galley, sinks her, and releases The Sweet Trinity; then swims back to his ship and demands his pay. The master will give gold and fee, but not his daughter to wife. The ship-boy says, Farewell, since you are not so good as your word.

B.No ship has been taken by an enemy. The Golden Vanity, Golden Victorie,e, falls in with a French galley, which a cabin-boy undertakes to sink for a reward. The reward is to be,a,b, an estate in the North Country;c, half the captain’s lands in the South Country, meat and fee, and the captain’s eldest daughter;e, gold and fee, and the captain’s daughter. The boy is rolled up in a bull-skin and thrown over the deck-board (a corruption, seeC). He takes out an instrument, and bores thirty holes at twice,a; a gimlet, and bores sixty holes and thrice,b; he struck her with an instrument, bored thirty holes at twice,c; threescore holes he scuttled in a trice,d; struck her wi an auger, thirty three and thrice,e. After sinking the galley he calls to the Golden Vanity to throw him a rope, take him on board, and be as good as their word, all which is refused. He threatens to serve them as he has the galley,a,b,d; they take him up and prove better than their word,a,d, or as good,b. (Offvery little was remembered by Scott, and the ballad was besides confounded with ‘The George Aloe.’[102])

C.The distinguishing feature is that the boy dies after he is taken up from the water, and is sewed up in a cow’s hide and thrown overboard, ‘to go down with the tide.’ The Golden Vanity,a-d, The Gold Pinnatree,e, The Golden Trinitie,g, is in danger from a Turkish galleon,a,f,g, a Spanish,b,c(pirate Targalley),d, French,e. The captain of the English ship promises the cabin-boy gold, fee, and daughter, if he will sink the enemy. The boy has, and uses, an auger, to bore two holes at twice,a, that bores twenty holes in twice,b, to bore two holes at once,c; a case of instruments, ca’s fifty holes and drives them a’ at once,e; an instrument, and bores nine holes in her water-sluice,f; an auger fitted for the use, and bores in her bottom a watery sluice,g. The master will not take him on board, will kill him, shoot him, sink him,a-d; will not keep his bargain, ‘for as you’ve done to her, so would you do to me,’e(compare the threat inB13). The boy is taken up by his mess-mates and dies on the deck,a,c,d; is sewed in a cow-hide and thrown overboard,a,c-g; inbsinks from exhaustion and drowns.

Pepys Ballads, IV, 196, No 189.

1Sir Walter Rawleigh has built a ship,In the NeatherlandsSir Walter Rawleigh has built a ship,In the Neather-landsAnd it is called The Sweet Trinity,And was taken by the false gallaly.Sailing in the Low-lands2‘Is there never a seaman boldIn the Neather-landsIs there never a seaman boldIn the Neather-landsThat will go take this false gallaly,And to redeem The Sweet Trinity?’Sailing, etc.3Then spoke the little ship-boy;In the Neather-landsThen spoke the little ship-boy;In the Neather-lands‘Master, master, what will you give meAnd 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-landsI’ll give thee gold and I’le give thee fee,In the Neather-landsAnd my eldest daughter thy wife shall be.’Sailing, etc.5He set his breast, and away he did swim,Until he came to the false gallaly.6He had an augor fit for the [n]once,The which will bore fifteen good holes at once.7Some ware at cards, and some at dice,Until the salt water flashd in their eyes.8Some cut their hats, and some cut their caps,For to stop the salt-water gaps.9He 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 your wife shall never be.’For sailing, etc.13‘Then fare you well, you cozening lord,Seeing you are not so good as your word.’For sailing, etc.14And thus I shall conclude my song,Of the sailing in the Low-landsWishing all happiness to all seamen both old and young.In their sailing in the Low-lands

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 boldIn the Neather-landsIs there never a seaman boldIn the Neather-landsThat will go take this false gallaly,And to redeem The Sweet Trinity?’Sailing, etc.

‘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.

3Then spoke the little ship-boy;In the Neather-landsThen spoke the little ship-boy;In the Neather-lands‘Master, master, what will you give meAnd I will take this false gallaly,And release The Sweet Trinity?’Sailing, etc.

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-landsI’ll give thee gold and I’le give thee fee,In the Neather-landsAnd my eldest daughter thy wife shall be.’Sailing, etc.

‘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.

5He set his breast, and away he did swim,Until he came to the false gallaly.

He set his breast, and away he did swim,

Until he came to the false gallaly.

6He had an augor fit for the [n]once,The which will bore fifteen good holes at once.

He had an augor fit for the [n]once,

The which will bore fifteen good holes at once.

7Some ware at cards, and some at dice,Until the salt water flashd in their eyes.

Some ware at cards, and some at dice,

Until the salt water flashd in their eyes.

8Some cut their hats, and some cut their caps,For to stop the salt-water gaps.

Some cut their hats, and some cut their caps,

For to stop the salt-water gaps.

9He set his breast, and away did swim,Until he came to his own ship again.

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.

‘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.’

‘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 your wife shall never be.’For sailing, etc.

‘You shall have gold, and you shall have fee,

But my eldest daughter your wife shall never be.’

For sailing, etc.

13‘Then fare you well, you cozening lord,Seeing you are not so good as your word.’For sailing, etc.

‘Then fare you well, you cozening lord,

Seeing you are not so good as your word.’

For sailing, etc.

14And thus I shall conclude my song,Of the sailing in the Low-landsWishing all happiness to all seamen both old and young.In their sailing in the Low-lands

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

a.Logan’s Pedlar’s Pack, p. 42, as sung about 1840 by Mr P. S. Fraser, of Edinburgh, and obtained by him orally.b.As sung by Mr George Du Maurier to Mr J. R. Lowell, 1884.c.Motherwell’s MS., p. 420; from Mr John Cleland, marble-cutter, Glasgow, who had it of Mr Forrester, Stirling.d.Communicated by Mrs Moncrieff, as taught to a relative of hers by an old Scottish lady about 1830.e.Findlay MSS, I, 161, “from Strang, Divinity Student, 1868.”f.Sharpe’s Ballad Book, 1880, p. 160, note by Sir Walter Scott.

1There was a gallant ship, and a gallant ship was sheEck iddle du, and the Lowlands lowAnd she was called The Goulden Vanitie.As she sailed to the Lowlands low2She had not sailed a league, a league but only three,Eck, etc.When she came up with a French gallee.As she sailed, etc.3Out spoke the little cabin-boy, out spoke he;‘What will you give me if I sink that French gallee?’As ye sail, etc.4Out spoke the captain, out spoke he;‘We’ll gie ye an estate in the North Countrie.’As we sail, etc.5‘Then row me up ticht in a black bull’s skin,And throw me oer deck-buird, sink I or swim.’As ye sail, etc.6So they’ve rowed him up ticht in a black bull’s skin,And have thrown him oer deck-buird, sink he or soom.As they sail, etc.7About, and about, and about went he,Until he cam up with the French gallee.As they sailed, etc.8O some were playing cards, and some were playing dice,When he took out an instrument, bored thirty holes at twice.As they sailed, etc.9Then some they ran with cloaks, and some they ran with caps,To try if they could stap the saut-water draps.As they sailed, etc.10About, and about, and about went he,Until he cam back to The Goulden Vanitie.As they sailed, etc.11‘Now throw me oer a rope and pu me up on buird,And prove unto me as guid as your word.’As ye sail, etc.12‘We’ll no throw you oer a rope, nor pu you up on buird,Nor prove unto you as guid as our word.’As we sail, etc.13Out spoke the little cabin-boy, out spoke he;Then hang me, I’ll sink ye as I sunk the French gallee.As ye sail, etc.14But they’ve thrown him oer a rope, and have pu’d him up on buird,And have proved unto him far better than their word.As they sailed, etc.

1There was a gallant ship, and a gallant ship was sheEck iddle du, and the Lowlands lowAnd she was called The Goulden Vanitie.As she sailed to the Lowlands low

There was a gallant ship, and a gallant ship was she

Eck iddle du, and the Lowlands low

And she was called The Goulden Vanitie.

As she sailed to the Lowlands low

2She had not sailed a league, a league but only three,Eck, etc.When she came up with a French gallee.As she sailed, etc.

She had not sailed a league, a league but only three,

Eck, etc.

When she came up with a French gallee.

As she sailed, etc.

3Out spoke the little cabin-boy, out spoke he;‘What will you give me if I sink that French gallee?’As ye sail, etc.

Out spoke the little cabin-boy, out spoke he;

‘What will you give me if I sink that French gallee?’

As ye sail, etc.

4Out spoke the captain, out spoke he;‘We’ll gie ye an estate in the North Countrie.’As we sail, etc.

Out spoke the captain, out spoke he;

‘We’ll gie ye an estate in the North Countrie.’

As we sail, etc.

5‘Then row me up ticht in a black bull’s skin,And throw me oer deck-buird, sink I or swim.’As ye sail, etc.

‘Then row me up ticht in a black bull’s skin,

And throw me oer deck-buird, sink I or swim.’

As ye sail, etc.

6So they’ve rowed him up ticht in a black bull’s skin,And have thrown him oer deck-buird, sink he or soom.As they sail, etc.

So they’ve rowed him up ticht in a black bull’s skin,

And have thrown him oer deck-buird, sink he or soom.

As they sail, etc.

7About, and about, and about went he,Until he cam up with the French gallee.As they sailed, etc.

About, and about, and about went he,

Until he cam up with the French gallee.

As they sailed, etc.

8O some were playing cards, and some were playing dice,When he took out an instrument, bored thirty holes at twice.As they sailed, etc.

O some were playing cards, and some were playing dice,

When he took out an instrument, bored thirty holes at twice.

As they sailed, etc.

9Then some they ran with cloaks, and some they ran with caps,To try if they could stap the saut-water draps.As they sailed, etc.

Then some they ran with cloaks, and some they ran with caps,

To try if they could stap the saut-water draps.

As they sailed, etc.

10About, and about, and about went he,Until he cam back to The Goulden Vanitie.As they sailed, etc.

About, and about, and about went he,

Until he cam back to The Goulden Vanitie.

As they sailed, etc.

11‘Now throw me oer a rope and pu me up on buird,And prove unto me as guid as your word.’As ye sail, etc.

‘Now throw me oer a rope and pu me up on buird,

And prove unto me as guid as your word.’

As ye sail, etc.

12‘We’ll no throw you oer a rope, nor pu you up on buird,Nor prove unto you as guid as our word.’As we sail, etc.

‘We’ll no throw you oer a rope, nor pu you up on buird,

Nor prove unto you as guid as our word.’

As we sail, etc.

13Out spoke the little cabin-boy, out spoke he;Then hang me, I’ll sink ye as I sunk the French gallee.As ye sail, etc.

Out spoke the little cabin-boy, out spoke he;

Then hang me, I’ll sink ye as I sunk the French gallee.

As ye sail, etc.

14But they’ve thrown him oer a rope, and have pu’d him up on buird,And have proved unto him far better than their word.As they sailed, etc.

But they’ve thrown him oer a rope, and have pu’d him up on buird,

And have proved unto him far better than their word.

As they sailed, etc.

a.Stall-copy, Pitts, Seven Dials, Logan’s Pedlar’s Pack, p. 45.b.Long’s Dictionary of the Isle of Wight Dialect, p. 145.c.Christie, Traditional Ballad Airs, I, 238, compounded from the recitation of an old woman of Buckie, Banffshire, and a chap-book copy.d.Baring-Gould and Sheppard, Songs of the West, No 64, Part III, p. 24, Part IV, p. xxxi, taken down from James Olver, Launceston (an improved copy).e.Buchan’s MSS, II, 390, 414.f.Motherwell’s MS., p. 392, and Note-Book, p. 50, from the recitation of Agnes Lyle, 24th August, 1825.g.Macmath MS., p. 80, from the recitation of Miss Agnes Macmath, 1893; learned at Airds of Kells, Kirkcudbrightshire.

1‘I have a ship in the North Countrie,And she goes by the name of The Golden Vanity;I’m afraid she will be taken by some Turkish gallee,As she sails on the Low Lands Low.’2Then up starts our little cabin-boy,Saying, Master, what will you give me if I do them destroy?‘I will give you gold, I will give you store,You shall have my daughter when I return on shore,If ye sink them in the Low Lands Low.’3The boy bent his breast and away he jumpt in;He swam till he came to this Turkish galleon,As she laid on the Low Lands Low.4The boy he had an auger to bore holes two at twice;While some were playing cards, and some were playing dice,He let the water in, and it dazzled in their eyes,And he sunk them in the Low Lands Low.5The boy he bent his breast and away he swam back again,Saying, Master take me up, or I shall be slain,For I have sunk them in the Low Lands Low.6‘I’ll not take you up,’ the master he cried;‘I’ll not take you up,’ the master replied;‘I will kill you, I will shoot you, I will send you with the tide,I will sink you in the Low Lands Low.’7The boy he swam round all by the starboard-side;They laid him on the deck, and it’s there he soon died;Then they sewed him up in an old cow’s-hide,And they threw him overboard, to go down with the tide,And they sunk him in the Low Lands Low.

1‘I have a ship in the North Countrie,And she goes by the name of The Golden Vanity;I’m afraid she will be taken by some Turkish gallee,As she sails on the Low Lands Low.’

‘I have a ship in the North Countrie,

And she goes by the name of The Golden Vanity;

I’m afraid she will be taken by some Turkish gallee,

As she sails on the Low Lands Low.’

2Then up starts our little cabin-boy,Saying, Master, what will you give me if I do them destroy?‘I will give you gold, I will give you store,You shall have my daughter when I return on shore,If ye sink them in the Low Lands Low.’

Then up starts our little cabin-boy,

Saying, Master, what will you give me if I do them destroy?

‘I will give you gold, I will give you store,

You shall have my daughter when I return on shore,

If ye sink them in the Low Lands Low.’

3The boy bent his breast and away he jumpt in;He swam till he came to this Turkish galleon,As she laid on the Low Lands Low.

The boy bent his breast and away he jumpt in;

He swam till he came to this Turkish galleon,

As she laid on the Low Lands Low.

4The boy he had an auger to bore holes two at twice;While some were playing cards, and some were playing dice,He let the water in, and it dazzled in their eyes,And he sunk them in the Low Lands Low.

The boy he had an auger to bore holes two at twice;

While some were playing cards, and some were playing dice,

He let the water in, and it dazzled in their eyes,

And he sunk them in the Low Lands Low.

5The boy he bent his breast and away he swam back again,Saying, Master take me up, or I shall be slain,For I have sunk them in the Low Lands Low.

The boy he bent his breast and away he swam back again,

Saying, Master take me up, or I shall be slain,

For I have sunk them in the Low Lands Low.

6‘I’ll not take you up,’ the master he cried;‘I’ll not take you up,’ the master replied;‘I will kill you, I will shoot you, I will send you with the tide,I will sink you in the Low Lands Low.’

‘I’ll not take you up,’ the master he cried;

‘I’ll not take you up,’ the master replied;

‘I will kill you, I will shoot you, I will send you with the tide,

I will sink you in the Low Lands Low.’

7The boy he swam round all by the starboard-side;They laid him on the deck, and it’s there he soon died;Then they sewed him up in an old cow’s-hide,And they threw him overboard, to go down with the tide,And they sunk him in the Low Lands Low.

The boy he swam round all by the starboard-side;

They laid him on the deck, and it’s there he soon died;

Then they sewed him up in an old cow’s-hide,

And they threw him overboard, to go down with the tide,

And they sunk him in the Low Lands Low.

Sir Walter Raleigh sailing in the Low-lands: Shewing how the famous ship called The Sweet Trinity was taken by a false gally, and how it was again restored by the craft of a little sea-boy, who sunk the galley: as the following song will declare. To the tune of The Sailing of the Low-land.(End.) This may be printed. R. L. S. (Sir R. L’Estrange was licenser from 1663 to 1685.)Printed for J. Conyers at the Black-Raven, the first shop in Fetter-Lane next Holborn. (J. Conyers, 1682-91. Chappell.)

(End.) This may be printed. R. L. S. (Sir R. L’Estrange was licenser from 1663 to 1685.)

Printed for J. Conyers at the Black-Raven, the first shop in Fetter-Lane next Holborn. (J. Conyers, 1682-91. Chappell.)

71. at somt dice.

B. a.

81. Oh.

The variations are but trifling.7.And awa, and awa, and awa swam he,Till he swam up to.82. He just took out a gimlet and bored sixty holes and thrice.92. But they couldna run awa from the saltwater drops.10.Then awa, and awa, and awa swam he,Till he swam back to.121. I’ll na: rope, I’ll na.122. I’ll na: unto thee: my word.13.An ye na throw me oer a rope an ye na pull me up aboard,I’ll just sink ye.142. And they proved unto him as good as their word.

The variations are but trifling.

7.And awa, and awa, and awa swam he,Till he swam up to.

And awa, and awa, and awa swam he,

Till he swam up to.

82. He just took out a gimlet and bored sixty holes and thrice.

92. But they couldna run awa from the saltwater drops.

10.Then awa, and awa, and awa swam he,Till he swam back to.

10.

Then awa, and awa, and awa swam he,

Till he swam back to.

121. I’ll na: rope, I’ll na.

122. I’ll na: unto thee: my word.

13.An ye na throw me oer a rope an ye na pull me up aboard,I’ll just sink ye.

13.

An ye na throw me oer a rope an ye na pull me up aboard,

I’ll just sink ye.

142. And they proved unto him as good as their word.

1There was an auncient ship, and an auncient ship was she,Eee eedle ee, in the Lowlands so lowAnd the name of the ship was The Golden Vanitie.As she sailed from the Lowlands so low2She had not sailed a league, no, not a league but three,Until that shee spied a French galley.3‘It’s master, O master, what’ll ye gie me,If I go and sink yon French galley?’4O then said the master, I will gie till yeThe half of my lands in the South Countrie.5‘It’s I’ll gie ye meat, and I’ll gie ye fee,And my eldest daughter your bride for to be.’6‘It’s wrap me up tight in a gude bull’s-skin,And throw me over deck-board, sink I or swim.’7So they wrapt him tight in a gude bull’s-skin,And they’ve thrown him over deck-board, sink he or swim.8And about, and about, and about went he,Until that he came to the French galley.9It’s some were playing at cards, and some were playing at dice,But he struck her with an instrument, bored thirty holes at twice.10Some ran wi hats, and some ran wi caps,All for to stop the salt-waters draps.As they, etc.

1There was an auncient ship, and an auncient ship was she,Eee eedle ee, in the Lowlands so lowAnd the name of the ship was The Golden Vanitie.As she sailed from the Lowlands so low

There was an auncient ship, and an auncient ship was she,

Eee eedle ee, in the Lowlands so low

And the name of the ship was The Golden Vanitie.

As she sailed from the Lowlands so low

2She had not sailed a league, no, not a league but three,Until that shee spied a French galley.

She had not sailed a league, no, not a league but three,

Until that shee spied a French galley.

3‘It’s master, O master, what’ll ye gie me,If I go and sink yon French galley?’

‘It’s master, O master, what’ll ye gie me,

If I go and sink yon French galley?’

4O then said the master, I will gie till yeThe half of my lands in the South Countrie.

O then said the master, I will gie till ye

The half of my lands in the South Countrie.

5‘It’s I’ll gie ye meat, and I’ll gie ye fee,And my eldest daughter your bride for to be.’

‘It’s I’ll gie ye meat, and I’ll gie ye fee,

And my eldest daughter your bride for to be.’

6‘It’s wrap me up tight in a gude bull’s-skin,And throw me over deck-board, sink I or swim.’

‘It’s wrap me up tight in a gude bull’s-skin,

And throw me over deck-board, sink I or swim.’

7So they wrapt him tight in a gude bull’s-skin,And they’ve thrown him over deck-board, sink he or swim.

So they wrapt him tight in a gude bull’s-skin,

And they’ve thrown him over deck-board, sink he or swim.

8And about, and about, and about went he,Until that he came to the French galley.

And about, and about, and about went he,

Until that he came to the French galley.

9It’s some were playing at cards, and some were playing at dice,But he struck her with an instrument, bored thirty holes at twice.

It’s some were playing at cards, and some were playing at dice,

But he struck her with an instrument, bored thirty holes at twice.

10Some ran wi hats, and some ran wi caps,All for to stop the salt-waters draps.As they, etc.

Some ran wi hats, and some ran wi caps,

All for to stop the salt-waters draps.

As they, etc.

31, 41. oh, Oh.

1There was an ancient ship, and an ancient ship was she,Italy and the Lowlands lowAnd her name it was The Golden Vanity.As she sailed for the Lowlands low2She had not sailed a mile, a mile but barely three,When she hove in sight of a French galley.3Up spak the prentice-boy; What’ll ye gie me,If I gang and sink yon French galley?As she sails, etc.4Up spak the captain; What’ll I gie ye,. . . . . . . .As she sails, etc.5 forgotten.6‘It’s row me up in a tough bull’s-skin,And throw me overboard, let me sink or swim.’As we sail, etc.7They’ve rowed him up tight in a tough bull’s-skin,And they’ve thrown him overboard, let him sink or swim.As they sailed, etc.8Then about, and about, and about went he,Until that he reached that French galley.As she sailed, etc.9. . . . . . . . .And three-score holes he scuttled in a trice.As she sailed, etc.10‘Now throw me owre a rope and pull me up on board,And prove unto me as gude as yere word.’As we sail, etc.11‘I’ll not throw ye owre a rope, nor pull ye up on board,Nor prove unto ye as guid as my word.’As we sail, etc.12‘Throw me owre a rope and pull me up on board,Or I’ll do to ye as I did the French galley.’As she sailed, etc.13Then they threw him owre a rope and pulled him up on board,And proved unto him far better than their word.As they sailed, etc.

1There was an ancient ship, and an ancient ship was she,Italy and the Lowlands lowAnd her name it was The Golden Vanity.As she sailed for the Lowlands low

There was an ancient ship, and an ancient ship was she,

Italy and the Lowlands low

And her name it was The Golden Vanity.

As she sailed for the Lowlands low

2She had not sailed a mile, a mile but barely three,When she hove in sight of a French galley.

She had not sailed a mile, a mile but barely three,

When she hove in sight of a French galley.

3Up spak the prentice-boy; What’ll ye gie me,If I gang and sink yon French galley?As she sails, etc.

Up spak the prentice-boy; What’ll ye gie me,

If I gang and sink yon French galley?

As she sails, etc.

4Up spak the captain; What’ll I gie ye,. . . . . . . .As she sails, etc.

Up spak the captain; What’ll I gie ye,

. . . . . . . .

As she sails, etc.

5 forgotten.

6‘It’s row me up in a tough bull’s-skin,And throw me overboard, let me sink or swim.’As we sail, etc.

‘It’s row me up in a tough bull’s-skin,

And throw me overboard, let me sink or swim.’

As we sail, etc.

7They’ve rowed him up tight in a tough bull’s-skin,And they’ve thrown him overboard, let him sink or swim.As they sailed, etc.

They’ve rowed him up tight in a tough bull’s-skin,

And they’ve thrown him overboard, let him sink or swim.

As they sailed, etc.

8Then about, and about, and about went he,Until that he reached that French galley.As she sailed, etc.

Then about, and about, and about went he,

Until that he reached that French galley.

As she sailed, etc.

9. . . . . . . . .And three-score holes he scuttled in a trice.As she sailed, etc.

. . . . . . . . .

And three-score holes he scuttled in a trice.

As she sailed, etc.

10‘Now throw me owre a rope and pull me up on board,And prove unto me as gude as yere word.’As we sail, etc.

‘Now throw me owre a rope and pull me up on board,

And prove unto me as gude as yere word.’

As we sail, etc.

11‘I’ll not throw ye owre a rope, nor pull ye up on board,Nor prove unto ye as guid as my word.’As we sail, etc.

‘I’ll not throw ye owre a rope, nor pull ye up on board,

Nor prove unto ye as guid as my word.’

As we sail, etc.

12‘Throw me owre a rope and pull me up on board,Or I’ll do to ye as I did the French galley.’As she sailed, etc.

‘Throw me owre a rope and pull me up on board,

Or I’ll do to ye as I did the French galley.’

As she sailed, etc.

13Then they threw him owre a rope and pulled him up on board,And proved unto him far better than their word.As they sailed, etc.

Then they threw him owre a rope and pulled him up on board,

And proved unto him far better than their word.

As they sailed, etc.

1O she was an English ship, an an English ship was she,Hey diddie dee for the Lowlands lowAnd her name it was The Golden Victorie.As she sailed for the Lowlands low.2. . . . . . . .And she fell in wi a French galee.As she sailed, etc.3‘O what’ll ye gie me, captain, what’ll ye gie me,If I go an sink yon French galee?’As she sails, etc.4‘O I’ll gie thee goud, an I’ll gie thee fee,An my eldest daughter your wife shall be.’As we sail, etc.5‘Then wrap me up tight in tough bull-hide,An to sink or swim ye’ll pitch me ower the side.’As we sail, etc.6They wrapt him up tight in tough bull-hide,An to sink or swim they pitchd him ower the side,As they sailed, etc.7He swam, an he swam, an he better swam,Until he to the French galley cam.As she sailed, etc.8O some were playin cards, an some were playin dice,But he struck her wi an auger thirty three and thrice.As she sailed, etc.9Aboot, an aboot, an aboot went she,Until she cam to the bottom of the sea.As she sailed, etc.

1O she was an English ship, an an English ship was she,Hey diddie dee for the Lowlands lowAnd her name it was The Golden Victorie.As she sailed for the Lowlands low.

O she was an English ship, an an English ship was she,

Hey diddie dee for the Lowlands low

And her name it was The Golden Victorie.

As she sailed for the Lowlands low.

2. . . . . . . .And she fell in wi a French galee.As she sailed, etc.

. . . . . . . .

And she fell in wi a French galee.

As she sailed, etc.

3‘O what’ll ye gie me, captain, what’ll ye gie me,If I go an sink yon French galee?’As she sails, etc.

‘O what’ll ye gie me, captain, what’ll ye gie me,

If I go an sink yon French galee?’

As she sails, etc.

4‘O I’ll gie thee goud, an I’ll gie thee fee,An my eldest daughter your wife shall be.’As we sail, etc.

‘O I’ll gie thee goud, an I’ll gie thee fee,

An my eldest daughter your wife shall be.’

As we sail, etc.

5‘Then wrap me up tight in tough bull-hide,An to sink or swim ye’ll pitch me ower the side.’As we sail, etc.

‘Then wrap me up tight in tough bull-hide,

An to sink or swim ye’ll pitch me ower the side.’

As we sail, etc.

6They wrapt him up tight in tough bull-hide,An to sink or swim they pitchd him ower the side,As they sailed, etc.

They wrapt him up tight in tough bull-hide,

An to sink or swim they pitchd him ower the side,

As they sailed, etc.

7He swam, an he swam, an he better swam,Until he to the French galley cam.As she sailed, etc.8O some were playin cards, an some were playin dice,But he struck her wi an auger thirty three and thrice.As she sailed, etc.9Aboot, an aboot, an aboot went she,Until she cam to the bottom of the sea.As she sailed, etc.

He swam, an he swam, an he better swam,

Until he to the French galley cam.

As she sailed, etc.

8O some were playin cards, an some were playin dice,But he struck her wi an auger thirty three and thrice.As she sailed, etc.

O some were playin cards, an some were playin dice,

But he struck her wi an auger thirty three and thrice.

As she sailed, etc.

9Aboot, an aboot, an aboot went she,Until she cam to the bottom of the sea.As she sailed, etc.

Aboot, an aboot, an aboot went she,

Until she cam to the bottom of the sea.

As she sailed, etc.

Sir Walter Scott’s recollections here seem not trustworthy, and of this he was himself aware.

1The George-a-Low eame down the strait,Hey low and the Lowlands so lowAnd she will be lost, both vessel and freight,For the chasing of a French galerie O5‘Row me in a good bull-skin,And fling me overboard, for to sink or to swim,’For the sinking of yon French galerie O6They row him, etc.8Some were playing at cards and dice,When the sea came gushing in a trice.For the sinking, etc.

1The George-a-Low eame down the strait,Hey low and the Lowlands so lowAnd she will be lost, both vessel and freight,For the chasing of a French galerie O

The George-a-Low eame down the strait,

Hey low and the Lowlands so low

And she will be lost, both vessel and freight,

For the chasing of a French galerie O

5‘Row me in a good bull-skin,And fling me overboard, for to sink or to swim,’For the sinking of yon French galerie O

‘Row me in a good bull-skin,

And fling me overboard, for to sink or to swim,’

For the sinking of yon French galerie O

6They row him, etc.

They row him, etc.

8Some were playing at cards and dice,When the sea came gushing in a trice.For the sinking, etc.

Some were playing at cards and dice,

When the sea came gushing in a trice.

For the sinking, etc.

1Our ship she was called The Golden Vanitie;We had sailed from our port about miles fifty-three,When up came with us a Spanish gallee,To sink us in the Lowlands low.2Our master wrung his hands, but our little cabin-boySaid, What will you give me, master, if I do them destroy?‘Oh I will give you gold, and my daughter too, with joy,If you sink them,’ etc.3The boy gave a nod, and then jumped into the sea,And he swam till he came to the Spanish gallee;He climbed up aboard, and below to work went he,To sink them, etc.4For this boy he had an auger that bored twenty holes in twice,And while some were playing cards, and some were playing dice,Through the bottom of the ship he bored it in a trice,And he sunk them, etc.5The galley she went down, but the boy swam back again,Crying, Master, pick me up, or I shall soon be slain;Pray heave to me a rope, or I shall sink in the main;For I’ve sunk them, etc.6‘I will not pick you up,’ the master loudly cried,‘I will not heave a rope,’ the master he replied;‘I will kill you, I will sink you, I will leave you in the tide,I will sink you,’ etc.7The boy he swam around the ship from side to side,But he could not get aboard, so he sank, and he died,And they left him where he was, to go down with the tide;So they sunk him, etc.

1Our ship she was called The Golden Vanitie;We had sailed from our port about miles fifty-three,When up came with us a Spanish gallee,To sink us in the Lowlands low.

Our ship she was called The Golden Vanitie;

We had sailed from our port about miles fifty-three,

When up came with us a Spanish gallee,

To sink us in the Lowlands low.

2Our master wrung his hands, but our little cabin-boySaid, What will you give me, master, if I do them destroy?‘Oh I will give you gold, and my daughter too, with joy,If you sink them,’ etc.

Our master wrung his hands, but our little cabin-boy

Said, What will you give me, master, if I do them destroy?

‘Oh I will give you gold, and my daughter too, with joy,

If you sink them,’ etc.

3The boy gave a nod, and then jumped into the sea,And he swam till he came to the Spanish gallee;He climbed up aboard, and below to work went he,To sink them, etc.

The boy gave a nod, and then jumped into the sea,

And he swam till he came to the Spanish gallee;

He climbed up aboard, and below to work went he,

To sink them, etc.

4For this boy he had an auger that bored twenty holes in twice,And while some were playing cards, and some were playing dice,Through the bottom of the ship he bored it in a trice,And he sunk them, etc.

For this boy he had an auger that bored twenty holes in twice,

And while some were playing cards, and some were playing dice,

Through the bottom of the ship he bored it in a trice,

And he sunk them, etc.

5The galley she went down, but the boy swam back again,Crying, Master, pick me up, or I shall soon be slain;Pray heave to me a rope, or I shall sink in the main;For I’ve sunk them, etc.

The galley she went down, but the boy swam back again,

Crying, Master, pick me up, or I shall soon be slain;

Pray heave to me a rope, or I shall sink in the main;

For I’ve sunk them, etc.

6‘I will not pick you up,’ the master loudly cried,‘I will not heave a rope,’ the master he replied;‘I will kill you, I will sink you, I will leave you in the tide,I will sink you,’ etc.

‘I will not pick you up,’ the master loudly cried,

‘I will not heave a rope,’ the master he replied;

‘I will kill you, I will sink you, I will leave you in the tide,

I will sink you,’ etc.

7The boy he swam around the ship from side to side,But he could not get aboard, so he sank, and he died,And they left him where he was, to go down with the tide;So they sunk him, etc.

The boy he swam around the ship from side to side,

But he could not get aboard, so he sank, and he died,

And they left him where he was, to go down with the tide;

So they sunk him, etc.

1There was a good ship from the North Countrie,Sailing low in the Lowlands lowThere was, etc.And that ship’s name was The Golden Vanity.Sailing low in the Lowlands, low in the sea,Sailing low in the Lowlands lowThe master said, I fear for my good ship Vanity,Oh, I fear for my good ship, The Golden Vanity,That she will be taken by the pirate Targalley,As she sails in, etc.22‘Oh, master, good master, what will you give meIf I sink yon Targalley low in the sea?’

There was a good ship from the North Countrie,

Sailing low in the Lowlands low

There was, etc.

And that ship’s name was The Golden Vanity.

Sailing low in the Lowlands, low in the sea,

Sailing low in the Lowlands low

The master said, I fear for my good ship Vanity,Oh, I fear for my good ship, The Golden Vanity,That she will be taken by the pirate Targalley,As she sails in, etc.

The master said, I fear for my good ship Vanity,

Oh, I fear for my good ship, The Golden Vanity,

That she will be taken by the pirate Targalley,

As she sails in, etc.

22‘Oh, master, good master, what will you give meIf I sink yon Targalley low in the sea?’

‘Oh, master, good master, what will you give me

If I sink yon Targalley low in the sea?’

10stanzas.

1A ship I have got in the North Country,And she goes by the name of The Golden Vanity;O I fear she’ll be taken by a Spanish Galalie,As she sails by the Lowlands low.

A ship I have got in the North Country,

And she goes by the name of The Golden Vanity;

O I fear she’ll be taken by a Spanish Galalie,

As she sails by the Lowlands low.

8stanzas.

e.Buchan; MSS, II, 390.

1Our ship sailed to the North Country,Sing, How the Lowlands lo[w]Our ship sailed on to the North Countrie,And the name o her was The Gold Pinnatree,She was as fine a vessel as ever sailed the sea,And she sails by the Lowlands lo[w]2We hadna sailed leagues but only three,Till the captain from the maindeck fixed an ee;He spied a lofty frigate was sailing closely tee,And her name was The French Gallio.3Then out it speaks the pilot, by the mainyard did stand,Says, O my pretty boys, we are all undone;We must prepare to fight or be sunk to the sand,For yonder comes the French gallio.4Then spoke the little cabin-boy, [where stood he,]Said, O my loving master, what will ye gie meAnd I will sink this proud Gallio in the sea,And I will sink the French gallio?5‘I will gie you gold, boy, and I will gie you fee,Besides a rarer gift that I will give thee;Ye’se have my eldest daughter your wedded wife to be,If ye will sink the French gallio.’6The boy bent his breast, and away swam he,And took a bold venture thro the stormy sea,And cam close by his enemy, as sly as he could be,It was to sink the French gallio.7Some there were at cards, and some there were at dice,But the little cabin-boy was at the best device,He was sinking the French gallio in the sea,He was sinking the French gallio.8This boy had a case o fine instruments,He ca’d fifty holes, and drove them a’ at once,And he soon sank the French gallio in the sea,And he soon sank the French gallio.9Then the boy bent his breast, and back swam he,Till that he cam to The Gold Pinnatree;Says, Now, my loving master, what will ye gie me?For I have sunk the French gallio.10‘Now give to me my gold, master, [give to me my fee,]Or give to me the other rare gifts ye promised me;It was your eldest daughter, my wedded wife to be;For the sinking o the French gallio.’11‘Ye shall have no gold, boy, ye shall have no fee;I wadna ware my daughter on ony such as thee;For as you’ve done to her, boy, so wad you do to me,By the sinking o the French [gallio].’12Then they put out their long-boat and catched him by the side,And rowed him into ane auld cow’s-hide,And tossed him overboard, to float on the tide,For sinking the French gallio.

Our ship sailed to the North Country,

Sing, How the Lowlands lo[w]

Our ship sailed on to the North Countrie,

And the name o her was The Gold Pinnatree,

She was as fine a vessel as ever sailed the sea,

And she sails by the Lowlands lo[w]

2We hadna sailed leagues but only three,Till the captain from the maindeck fixed an ee;He spied a lofty frigate was sailing closely tee,And her name was The French Gallio.

We hadna sailed leagues but only three,

Till the captain from the maindeck fixed an ee;

He spied a lofty frigate was sailing closely tee,

And her name was The French Gallio.

3Then out it speaks the pilot, by the mainyard did stand,Says, O my pretty boys, we are all undone;We must prepare to fight or be sunk to the sand,For yonder comes the French gallio.

Then out it speaks the pilot, by the mainyard did stand,

Says, O my pretty boys, we are all undone;

We must prepare to fight or be sunk to the sand,

For yonder comes the French gallio.

4Then spoke the little cabin-boy, [where stood he,]Said, O my loving master, what will ye gie meAnd I will sink this proud Gallio in the sea,And I will sink the French gallio?

Then spoke the little cabin-boy, [where stood he,]

Said, O my loving master, what will ye gie me

And I will sink this proud Gallio in the sea,

And I will sink the French gallio?

5‘I will gie you gold, boy, and I will gie you fee,Besides a rarer gift that I will give thee;Ye’se have my eldest daughter your wedded wife to be,If ye will sink the French gallio.’

‘I will gie you gold, boy, and I will gie you fee,

Besides a rarer gift that I will give thee;

Ye’se have my eldest daughter your wedded wife to be,

If ye will sink the French gallio.’

6The boy bent his breast, and away swam he,And took a bold venture thro the stormy sea,And cam close by his enemy, as sly as he could be,It was to sink the French gallio.

The boy bent his breast, and away swam he,

And took a bold venture thro the stormy sea,

And cam close by his enemy, as sly as he could be,

It was to sink the French gallio.

7Some there were at cards, and some there were at dice,But the little cabin-boy was at the best device,He was sinking the French gallio in the sea,He was sinking the French gallio.

Some there were at cards, and some there were at dice,

But the little cabin-boy was at the best device,

He was sinking the French gallio in the sea,

He was sinking the French gallio.

8This boy had a case o fine instruments,He ca’d fifty holes, and drove them a’ at once,And he soon sank the French gallio in the sea,And he soon sank the French gallio.

This boy had a case o fine instruments,

He ca’d fifty holes, and drove them a’ at once,

And he soon sank the French gallio in the sea,

And he soon sank the French gallio.

9Then the boy bent his breast, and back swam he,Till that he cam to The Gold Pinnatree;Says, Now, my loving master, what will ye gie me?For I have sunk the French gallio.

Then the boy bent his breast, and back swam he,

Till that he cam to The Gold Pinnatree;

Says, Now, my loving master, what will ye gie me?

For I have sunk the French gallio.

10‘Now give to me my gold, master, [give to me my fee,]Or give to me the other rare gifts ye promised me;It was your eldest daughter, my wedded wife to be;For the sinking o the French gallio.’

‘Now give to me my gold, master, [give to me my fee,]

Or give to me the other rare gifts ye promised me;

It was your eldest daughter, my wedded wife to be;

For the sinking o the French gallio.’

11‘Ye shall have no gold, boy, ye shall have no fee;I wadna ware my daughter on ony such as thee;For as you’ve done to her, boy, so wad you do to me,By the sinking o the French [gallio].’

‘Ye shall have no gold, boy, ye shall have no fee;

I wadna ware my daughter on ony such as thee;

For as you’ve done to her, boy, so wad you do to me,

By the sinking o the French [gallio].’

12Then they put out their long-boat and catched him by the side,And rowed him into ane auld cow’s-hide,And tossed him overboard, to float on the tide,For sinking the French gallio.

Then they put out their long-boat and catched him by the side,

And rowed him into ane auld cow’s-hide,

And tossed him overboard, to float on the tide,

For sinking the French gallio.

Galliomay be surmised to be properlygalley O.The other copy in Buchan’s MSS, II, 414,is only the foregoing a little retouched or regulated.It has throughoutGalloleeforGallio.The first line of the burden is, Sing, Low, the Lowlands low.41. where stood he.63. could dee.101. give to me my fee.

Galliomay be surmised to be properlygalley O.

The other copy in Buchan’s MSS, II, 414,is only the foregoing a little retouched or regulated.It has throughoutGalloleeforGallio.The first line of the burden is, Sing, Low, the Lowlands low.

41. where stood he.

63. could dee.

101. give to me my fee.

1I spied a ship, and a ship was she,Sing, Oh, the low and the Lowlands lowAnd she was called the Turkish Galley,She was sailing in the Lowlands, low, low, low,She was sailing in the Lowlands low.2‘Master, master, what wud ye gie meGin I wud sink yon Turkish galley?She’s sailing, etc.’3‘I’ll gie you gold, I’ll gie you fee,Gin ye wud sink yon Turkish galley,That is sailing,’ etc.4He bent his breast, and awa swam he,Till he cam to yon Turkish galley,That’s sailing, etc.5He had an instrument, made for the use,He bored nine holes in her water-sluice,Left her sinking, etc.6Some took their hats, and some took their caps,All for to stop her watery leaks.She was sinking, etc.7They took him up by their ship-side,They sewed him in an auld cow’s-hide,Left him sinking, etc.

1I spied a ship, and a ship was she,Sing, Oh, the low and the Lowlands lowAnd she was called the Turkish Galley,She was sailing in the Lowlands, low, low, low,She was sailing in the Lowlands low.

I spied a ship, and a ship was she,

Sing, Oh, the low and the Lowlands low

And she was called the Turkish Galley,

She was sailing in the Lowlands, low, low, low,

She was sailing in the Lowlands low.

2‘Master, master, what wud ye gie meGin I wud sink yon Turkish galley?She’s sailing, etc.’

‘Master, master, what wud ye gie me

Gin I wud sink yon Turkish galley?

She’s sailing, etc.’

3‘I’ll gie you gold, I’ll gie you fee,Gin ye wud sink yon Turkish galley,That is sailing,’ etc.

‘I’ll gie you gold, I’ll gie you fee,

Gin ye wud sink yon Turkish galley,

That is sailing,’ etc.

4He bent his breast, and awa swam he,Till he cam to yon Turkish galley,That’s sailing, etc.

He bent his breast, and awa swam he,

Till he cam to yon Turkish galley,

That’s sailing, etc.

5He had an instrument, made for the use,He bored nine holes in her water-sluice,Left her sinking, etc.

He had an instrument, made for the use,

He bored nine holes in her water-sluice,

Left her sinking, etc.

6Some took their hats, and some took their caps,All for to stop her watery leaks.She was sinking, etc.

Some took their hats, and some took their caps,

All for to stop her watery leaks.

She was sinking, etc.

7They took him up by their ship-side,They sewed him in an auld cow’s-hide,Left him sinking, etc.

They took him up by their ship-side,

They sewed him in an auld cow’s-hide,

Left him sinking, etc.

Motherwell sent this copy to C. K. Sharpe in a letter dated October 8, 1825, in which he says: I also send rather a curious song, which perchance you may have seen, entitled ‘The Turkish Galley,’ the air of which pleased me much. But as I learn there are two other different sets of the words more complete than my copy, and with different airs, I shall defer sending the musick till I can send also that which belongs to the other copies.

1There was a ship of the North Countrie,And the name of the ship was The Golden Trinitie.She was sailing in the Lowlands low, low, low,She was sailing in the Lowlands low.2. . . . . . . . . .And the name of the ship was The Turkish Gallee,And she was sailing in the Lowlands low, low, low,She was sailing, etc.3‘O captain, O captain,’ said the young cabin-boy,‘What will you give me if yon ship I do destroy?And sink her in,’ etc.4‘I’ll give you gold, and I’ll give you fee,And my eldest daughter your wedded wife shall be,If you sink her in,’ etc.5The boy bent his bow, and away swam he,Until that he came to the Turkish gallee.She was sailing in, etc.6The boy had an auger, right fitted for the use,And into her bottom he bored a watery sluice.She is sinking in, etc.7The boy bent his bow, and back swam he,Until that he came to the Golden Trinitie.She is sailing in, etc.8‘O captain, O captain, take me on board,And O be as good, as good as your word,For I’ve sunk her in the Lowlands low, low, low,I’ve sunk,’ etc.9They threw him a rope oer the larboard side,And sewed him up in an auld cow’s-hide,And threw him out to a fair wind and tide,And sunk him in, etc.

1There was a ship of the North Countrie,And the name of the ship was The Golden Trinitie.She was sailing in the Lowlands low, low, low,She was sailing in the Lowlands low.

There was a ship of the North Countrie,

And the name of the ship was The Golden Trinitie.

She was sailing in the Lowlands low, low, low,

She was sailing in the Lowlands low.

2. . . . . . . . . .And the name of the ship was The Turkish Gallee,And she was sailing in the Lowlands low, low, low,She was sailing, etc.

. . . . . . . . . .

And the name of the ship was The Turkish Gallee,

And she was sailing in the Lowlands low, low, low,

She was sailing, etc.

3‘O captain, O captain,’ said the young cabin-boy,‘What will you give me if yon ship I do destroy?And sink her in,’ etc.

‘O captain, O captain,’ said the young cabin-boy,

‘What will you give me if yon ship I do destroy?

And sink her in,’ etc.

4‘I’ll give you gold, and I’ll give you fee,And my eldest daughter your wedded wife shall be,If you sink her in,’ etc.

‘I’ll give you gold, and I’ll give you fee,

And my eldest daughter your wedded wife shall be,

If you sink her in,’ etc.

5The boy bent his bow, and away swam he,Until that he came to the Turkish gallee.She was sailing in, etc.

The boy bent his bow, and away swam he,

Until that he came to the Turkish gallee.

She was sailing in, etc.

6The boy had an auger, right fitted for the use,And into her bottom he bored a watery sluice.She is sinking in, etc.

The boy had an auger, right fitted for the use,

And into her bottom he bored a watery sluice.

She is sinking in, etc.

7The boy bent his bow, and back swam he,Until that he came to the Golden Trinitie.She is sailing in, etc.

The boy bent his bow, and back swam he,

Until that he came to the Golden Trinitie.

She is sailing in, etc.

8‘O captain, O captain, take me on board,And O be as good, as good as your word,For I’ve sunk her in the Lowlands low, low, low,I’ve sunk,’ etc.

‘O captain, O captain, take me on board,

And O be as good, as good as your word,

For I’ve sunk her in the Lowlands low, low, low,

I’ve sunk,’ etc.

9They threw him a rope oer the larboard side,And sewed him up in an auld cow’s-hide,And threw him out to a fair wind and tide,And sunk him in, etc.

They threw him a rope oer the larboard side,

And sewed him up in an auld cow’s-hide,

And threw him out to a fair wind and tide,

And sunk him in, etc.

FOOTNOTES:[102]Scott says at the end, “I will not swear to the accuracy of the above.”

[102]Scott says at the end, “I will not swear to the accuracy of the above.”

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