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Sinking on the floor,
And she lay down by my side:
I thought I was no married yet,
Nor gotten yet a bride,
When she put her hand
Where I us’d to put my coat,
When she catched me by the beard,
Me fear’d she cut my throat.

This being a meikle house;
I ne’er was there before;
There was so many windocks
I could not find the door.
This being a meikle house,
I ne’er was there before.
There was so many windocks,
I cou’d not find the door.

Captain Ward and the Rainbow

Come all you jolly sailors,
who live by tuck of drum,
I'd tell you of a Robber,
who on the seas is come;
His name is called Captain Ward,
as you the truth may hear,
For there has not been such a Robber
these hundred and fifty years.

First he beguil’d the wild Turk,