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 ( 6 ) He cry'd. The Lord receive my ſoul, So to the bottom he did fall. The ſea did waſh both fore and aft, Till ſcarce one ſail on board was left; Our yard was ſplit and 'cur rigging tore, The like was never done before. The Boatſwain then he did declare, The Captain was a murderer: Which did enrage the whole ſhip's crew, Our Captain over board we threw. Our treacherous Captain being gone, Immediately there was a calm. The wind did calm and the raging ſea, As we went to New Barbary. Now when we came to the Spaniſh ſhore, Our goodly ship for to repair ! The people all were amaz'd to ſee, Our diſmal caſe and inifery: But when our ſhip was in repair, To fair England our courſe did ſteer; And when we came to London town, Our diſmal caſe we did make known. Now many wives their huſbands loft, Which they lamented to their coſt: And cauſed them weep bitterly, Theſe tidings from New. Barbary. A hundred and fifty briſk young men, Did to our goodly ſhip belong, Of all the whole ſhip's company, Our number was but ſeventy-three,