XXXVI. IF I HAD TWO SHIPS
If I had two ships on the ocean,
Both laden with silver and gold,
I'd give them both to my sweet William,
My sailor so true and so bold.
Both to my Willy, both to my Willy,
My sailor so true and so bold.
If I had two wings of an angel,
To fly o'er the ocean so blue,
I'd fly to the arms of sweet William,
My sailor so bold and so true.
Fly to my William, etc.
XXXVII. THE HUNTING OF THE HARE
I hunted my Merry all into the hay,
The Hare was before and the hounds 'ware away!'
With my Hickerly Tout, ticklesome Trout,
Hipperly, tipperly, eversheen, nipperly,
Up the middle, vandigo-van.
'Twas up the hill, down the form,
Here a step, there a turn,
Turn and sing merrily,
Hunt hounds, away!
