Part 2 / Book 6 — 131. The ‘George-Aloe’

I The George-Aloe, and the Sweepstake, too, With hey, with hoe, for and a nony no, O, there were two Merchant-men, a sailing for Safee And alongst the Coast of Barbarye. II The George-Aloe came to anchor in the bay, With hey, &c. But the jolly Sweepstake kept on her way, And alongst, &c. III They had not sayl’d but leagues two or three, With hey, &c. But they met with a French Man-of-War upon the Sea, And alongst, &c. IV ‘All haile, all haile, you lusty Gallants all! With hey, &c. Of whence is your fair Ship, and whither do ye call?’ And alongst, &c. V ‘We are Englishmen, and bound for Safee,’— With hey, &c. ‘Ay, and we are Frenchmen, and war upon the sea, And alongst, &c. VI ‘Amaine, Amaine, you English dogs, hail!’— With, hey, &c. ‘Come aboard you French swads[1154], and strike down your sayle,’ And alongst, &c. VII They laid us aboard on the Starboard side, With hey, &c. And they threw us into the Sea so wide, And alongst, &c. VIII When tidings to the George-Aloe came, With hey, &c. That the jolly Sweepstake by a Frenchman was ta’en, And alongst, &c. IX ‘To top, to top, thou little Cabin-boy, With hey, &c. And see if this French Man-of-War thou canst descry,’— And alongst, &c. X ‘A Sayle, a Sayle, under our lee! With hey, &c. Yea, and another that is under her obey!’ And alongst, &c. XI ‘Weigh anchor, weigh anchor, O jolly Boat-swain! With hey, &c. We will take this Frenchman, if we can,’ And alongst, &c. XII We had not sayl’d leagues two or three, With hey, &c. But we met the French Man-of-War upon the Sea, And alongst, &c. XIII ‘All haile, All haile, you lusty Gallants hail! With hey, &c. Of whence is your faire Ship, and whither do ye sayl?’ And alongst, &c. XIV ‘O, we are Merchant-men and bound for Safee,’— With hey, &c. ‘Ay, and we are Frenchmen, and war upon the sea, And alongst, &c. XV ‘Amaine, Amaine, you English Dogges, hail!’— With hey, &c. ‘Come aboard, you French rogues, and strike down your sayl!’ And alongst, &c. XVI The first good shot that the George-Aloe shot, With hey, &c. He made the Frenchman’s heart sore afraid, And alongst, &c. XVII The second shot the George-Aloe did afford, With hey, &c. He struck their main-mast over the board, And alongst, &c. XVIII ‘Have mercy, have mercy, you brave English Men!’— With hey, &c. ‘O, what have you done with our merry Brethren?’— As they sayl’d in Barbarye? XIX ‘We laid them aboard the starboard side, With hey, &c. And we threw them into the Sea so wide,’— And alongst, &c. XX ‘Such mercy as you have shewed unto them, With hey, &c. Then the like mercy shall you have again,’— And alongst, &c. XXI We laid them aboard the larboard side, With hey, &c. And we threw them into the Sea so wide, And alongst, &c. XXII Lord, how it grieved our hearts full Sore, With hey, &c. To see the drowned Frenchmen to swim along the shore! And alongst, &c. XXIII Now gallant Seamen I bid you all adieu, With hey, &c. This is the last Newes I can write to you, To England’s Coast from Barbarye.