To Have & To Hold by Mary Johnson Chapter 7 Page 16

sink her, or we’ll take her and send her against her own galleons and galleasses!

‘Dub-a-dub, dub-a-dub, thus strike their drums,

Tantara, tantara, the Englishman comes!’“

His great voice and great presence seized and held the attention of all. Over his doublet of rusty black he had clapped a yet rustier back and breast; on his bushy hair rode a headpiece many sizes too small; by his side was an old broadsword, and over his shoulder a pike. Suddenly, from gay hardihood his countenance changed to an expression more befitting his calling. “Our cause is just, my masters!” he cried. “We stand here not for England alone; we stand for the love of law, for the love of liberty, for the fear of God, who will not desert