Nor myself one prayer allow, as I sail'd.

I'd a Bible in my hand when I sail'd, when I sail'd,

I'd a Bible in my hand when I sail'd, I'd a Bible in my hand by my father's great command,

And I sunk it in the sand when I sail'd.

I murdered William Moore, as I sail'd, as I sail'd,

I murdered William Moore, as I sad'd, I murdered William Moore, and left him in his gore,

Not many leagues from shore as I sail'd.

And being cruel still, as I sail'd, as I sail'd.

And being cruel still, as I sail'd, And being cruel still, my gunner I did kill,

And his precious blood did spill, as I sail'd.

My mate was sick and died as I sail'd, as I sail'd,

My mate was sick and died as I sail'd, May mate was sick and died, which me much terrified,

When he called me to his bedside as I sail'd.

He calleth upon the captains.

He stateth his name and acknowledged his wickedness.

He beareth witness of the good counsel of his parents.

He curseth his father and his mother dear.

And blasphememeth against God.

He barleth the Good Book in the sand.

A n d murdereth William Moore.

And, also, cruelly killeth the gunner.

His mate, being about to die, repenteth, and warneth him lu his career.

HISTORY OF THE COUNTY OF WESTCHESTER.

He falleth sicfc, aud promiseth repentance, but forgcttetli his vows.

And unto me he did say, see me die, see me die,