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A Child's Own Book of Verse, Book Three by  Ada M. Skinner and Frances Gillespy Wickes

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THE SALCOMBE SEAMAN'S FLAUNT TO THE PROUD PIRATE

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A lofty ship from Salcombe came,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

She had golden trucks, that shone like flame,

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


"Masthead, masthead," the captains hail,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

"Look out and round, d'ye see a sail?"

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


"There's a ship that looms like Beachy Head,"

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

"Her banner aloft it blows out red,"

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


"Oh, ship ahoy, and where do you steer?"

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

"Are you man-of-war, or privateer?"

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


"I am neither one of the two," said she,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

"I'm a pirate, looking for my fee,"

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


"I 'm a jolly pirate, out for gold:"

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

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"I will rummage through your after hold,"

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


The grumbling guns they flashed and roared,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

Till the pirate's masts went overboard,

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


They fired shots till the pirate's deck,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

Was blood and spars and broken wreck,

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


"O do not haul the red flag down,"

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

"O keep all fast until we drown,"

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


They called for cans of wine, and drank,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

They sang their songs until she sank,

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


Now let us brew good cans of flip,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

And drink a bowl to the Salcombe ship,

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


And drink a bowl to the lad of fame,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

Who put the pirate ship to shame,

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


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