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