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The Factor consider'd that thing would cause grief,
And without it for him there was no relief,
He cry'd, life is sweet, and my life for to save
Carry me to that place and your will you shall have,
So soon he was carried to the court, and when,
He came to the gates, he saw his lady then
Looking out of her window who seeing him there.
From sorrow to joy transported they were.
He unto the court then with joy was receiv'd,
Where his lady met him, who for him had griev'd,
And said, My dear jewel, my joy, and my dear,
O! where have you tarry'd? I pray let me hear.
Where so long he tarry'd he then did relate,
And by what means he came to her father s gate,
He said, I was thrown overboard in my sleep,
I think 'twas the captain threw me into the ⟨deep⟩
With that the captain was sent for with speed,
And hearing the Factor was come there indeed,
To show himself guilty like a cruel knave,
Leapt into the ocean which proved his grave.
Next day with great triumph and joy we find,
This Factor and lady in marriage were join'd;
And within the compass and space of three year,
They had a fine son and daughter we hear.
The son was the first born, a perfect beauty,
And was well belov'd of the whole family,
When thirty months old came the man for his child,
Who released the Factor from the desert isle.
When the Factor saw him his eyes they did flow,
Then gave his lady and parents to know,
He was forced to make that promise only,
In the desert isle, lest he with hunger I should die.
With a grim look the old man did appear,
Which made the court tremble and fill'd them with fear,
Crying, What shall we do? sure he's not a man,
