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Won't you help support DayPoems? The Golden VanityBy Anonymous17th CenturyChild Ballad 286 There was a ship that sailed all on the Lowland Sea, and the name of our ship was the Golden Vanity and we feared she would be taken by the Spanish enemy as she sailed in the Lowland, Lowland, low as she sailed in the Lowland sea. Then up stepped our cabin boy and boldly outspoke he and he said to our captain "what would you give to me If I would swim along side of the Spanish enemy and sink her in the Lowland, Lowland, low and sink her in the Lowland, sea "Oh, I would give you silver and I would give you gold, And my own fairest daughter your bonny bride shall be, If you will swim along side of the Spanish enemy and sink her in the Lowland, Lowland low And sink her in the Lowland sea. The the boy he made him read And overboard sprang he and he swam alongside of the Spanish enemy And with his brace and auger in her side he bored holes three, And he sunk her in the Lowland, Lowland Low, And he sunk her in the Lowland Sea. Then quickly he swam back to the cheering of the crew But the captain would not heed him for his promise he did rue, and he scorned his poor entreatings when loudly he did sue, And he left him in the Lowland, Lowland, Low And he left him in the Lowland Sea. Then quickly he swam round to the port side And up to his messmates full bitterly he cried, "Oh, messmates, draw me up for I'm drifting with the tide, And I'm sinking in the Lowland, Lowland, Low I'm sinking in the lowland sea." Then his messmates drew him up, But on the deck he died, And they stitched him in his hammock Which was so fair and wide, And they lowered him overboard And he drifted with the tide, And he sank in the Lowland, Lowland, low And he sank in the Lowland sea. DayPoems Poem No. 2572 Comment on DayPoems? If you are like us, you have strong feelings about poetry, and about each poem you read. Let it all out! Comment on this poem, any poem, DayPoems, other poetry places or the art of poetry at DayPoems Feedback. Won't you help support DayPoems? Click here to learn more about how you can keep DayPoems on the Web . . . Copyright The DayPoems web site, www.daypoems.net, is copyright 2001-2005 by Timothy K. Bovee. All rights reserved. The authors of poetry and other material appearing on DayPoems retain full rights to their work. Any requests for publication in other venues must be negotiated separately with the authors. The editor of DayPoems will gladly assist in putting interested parties in contact with the authors. |
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