  IAs it fell on a holy-day, And upon a holy-tide-a, John Dory bought him an ambling nag, To Paris for to ride-a. IIAnd when John Dory to Paris was come, A little before the gate-a, John Dory was fitted, the porter was witted To let him in thereat-a. IIIThe first man that John Dory did meet Was good King John of France-a; John Dory could well of his courtesie, But fell downe in a trance-a. IV‘A pardon, a pardon, my liege and my king, For my merry men and for me-a, And all the churls in merry England, I’le bring them all bound to thee-a.’ VAnd Nichol was then a Cornish man, A little beside Bohyde-a, He mann’d him forth a good black barke, With fifty good oars of a side-a. VI‘Run up, my boy, unto the maine top, And look what thou canst spy-a:’ ‘Who ho! who ho! a good ship I do see, I trow it be John Dory-a.’ VIIThey hoist their sailes, both top and top, The mizzen and all was tride-a, And every man stood to his lot, Whatever should betide-a. VIIIThe roring cannons then were plied, And dub-a-dub went the drum-a; The braying trumpets loud they cried To courage both all and some-a. IXThe grappling-hooks were brought at length, The brown bill and the sword-a, John Dory at length, for all his strength, Was clapt fast under board-a. |
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