"Were ye twentye shippes, and he but one, I sweare by kirke, and bower, and hall, He wold overcome them everye one,[L115] 115 If once his beames they doe downe fall." "This is cold comfort," sais my lord, "To wellcome a stranger thus to the sea: Yet Ile bring him and his shipp to shore, Or to Scotland hee shall carrye mee." 120 "Then a noble gunner you must have, And he must aim well with his ee, And sinke his pinnace into the sea, Or else hee never orecome will bee. And if you chance his shipp to borde, 125 This counsel I must give withall, Let no man to his topcastle goe To strive to let his beams downe fall. "And seven pieces of ordinance, I pray your honour lend to mee, 130 On each side of my shipp along, And I will lead you on the sea. A glasse Ile sett, that may be seene, Whether you sayle by day or night; And to-morrowe, I sweare, by nine of the clocke, You shall meet with Sir Andrewe Barton, knight." 135 1-4. from the printed copy. 54. from the printed copy. 91. The MS. has here archborde, but in Part II. v. 5, hachebord. 115. It should seem from hence, that before our marine artillery was brought to its present perfection, some naval commanders had recourse to instruments or machines, similar in use, though perhaps unlike in construction, to the heavy Dolphins made of lead or iron used by the ancient Greeks; which they suspended from beams or yards fastened to the mast, and which they precipitately let fall on the enemies' ships, in order to sink them, by beating holes through the bottoms of their undecked triremes, or otherwise damaging them.--PERCY. THE SECOND PART. The merchant sett my lorde a glasse, Soe well apparent in his sight, And on the morrowe, by nine of the clocke, He shewed him Sir Andrewe Barton, knight. His hachebord it was hached with gold, 5 Soe deerlye dight it dazzled the ee; "Nowe by my faith," Lord Howarde sais, "This is a gallant sight to see. "Take in your ancyents, standards eke, So close that no man may them see; 10 And put me forth a white willowe wand, As merchants use to sayle the sea." But they stirred neither top nor mast;[L13] Stoutly they past Sir Andrew by; "What English churles are yonder," he sayd, 15 "That can soe litle curtesye?