192 Ballads, etc. Run up, my boy, into the main top, And look what thou can'st spy a; Who, ho ! who, ho ! a good ship do I see, I trow it be John Dory a. They hoist their sails both top and top. The mizen and all was tried a, And every man stood to his lot. Whatever should betide a. The roaring cannons then were plied, And dub-a-dub went the drum a: The braying trumpets loud they cried, To courage both all and some a. The grappling hooks were brought at length. The brown bill and the sword a; John Dory at length, for all his strength. Was clapt fast under board a. This song is mentioned by Carew in his Survey of Cornwall; in it he says — "the prowesse of one Nicholas, sonne to a widdow neere Foy is deskanted upon." (He was one of the "Fowey gallants.") An Old Ballad, on a duke of cornwall's daughter ; who after her marriage to a king of albion, was divorced for the SAKE OF A FAVOURITE MISTRESS; AND HER EXEMPLARY REVENGE ON THEM BOTH. When Humber in his wrathful rage King Albanact in field had slain, Whose bloody broils for to assuage, King Locrin then applied his pain ; And with a host of Britons stout, At length he found king Humber out :
