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The in Distress
You bold that plough the ocean,
What landsmen do never know.
The sun gangs old England's nation;
No can tell what you go through.
bitter storms in the height of battle,
Now mark you well I do say,
Where thund'ring loudly rattle
no back door to run away.
Of a merchant ship there was a
A long they bad been drove on sea.
The weather proved to so uncertain,
brought them to extremity.
Nothing on board souls to nourish,
Nor to strengthen feeble arms;
The whole ship's crew nearly starving,
The men were nothing but and bone.
The cats and how they did eat them,
Hunger proving to severe;
Captain and men of one
They all of them went shares.
At length, at length the came on them,
The hour came on them bitterly.
Poor all stood titter totter,
Casting lots of them should die.
The lot was cast on one poor
Which had a at home on shore,
But to think of eating our fellow
It was that which grieved us ten more.
'l am to die,'this young man answered,
But to the haste away,
For perhaps some help you may
While I the Lord do pray.'
The captain said he spied a
About a league us or more,
Some signals of distress fired
And soon for us she bore.
And soon we got plenty,
And far all such deadly fear,
To see such they took upon us
You not help but shed a tear.
But now we're in old England
And far from all such fear,
We'll drink unto our and sweethearts
And all we love so dear.
May God protect all jolly
And all that plough the main;
May they never see no more trials
And never the like again.
From Book of Sea Songs, Palmer
Somewhat different version by Killen, 40 North to 40
North and by (Haul on the Bowline)?
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