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Nobert Baker, Robert Ba er. ofthe Engliſh nation. Our legs now vs decciue, euerp deine Wlichehis dileaſe, which, by pour leaue, the Socuruie men doe call. Cie cannot long endure in this cale as dur be, To leaue our boat I am right ſure, compeld we muſt agree. Tyee wayes loʒ vs there is, aud this is my requeſt, Tat we map of thele thꝛee deuiſe, to chooſe thereof che beſt. The Cattle of the Mine is not karre hence, we know, To moꝛtom mome we there may be, if thither aed . There Portingals do lie, and chꝛiſtened men they be: Ff we dare truſt their curtefie, the wort is hanging glee. Dur miferie map make e ſu men great pains would Nane ſuch pong men gre iad lie, an a we ſhall be ſure to bau,, Although we row, ſuch meate as is the allowance ok a ſlaue. But here we to we and ſterue, our miſery is fo fone : The ſlaue with meat inough they ſerue, that he may teare his one, I this you will not like, the next way is to goe : Tinto the Negros, and to feeke what friendſhip they will ſhew. But what kauour would xe of theſe men looke to haue: ho beaſtly ſauage people be, karre woꝛſe then any ſlaue : Ik Cannibals they be in kind, we doe not knot, But ik they be. then welcome we, to pot ſtraight way we goe. They naked goe like wiſe, fo; ſhame we cannot ſo: Ve cannot liue after their guiſe, thus naked iin to gu. By rootes and leaues they liue, as beaſts doe in the wood: Among thefe heathen who can thꝛiue, with this ſo wilde a food? The piercing heate againe, that (corcheth with luch ſcrength, Piercing our naked ſleh with paine, will vs conſume at length, The third and lat is this; (if thoſe two pou refute) To die in miſerable wife, here in the boate you chuſe. And this indge by the wap, monꝛe truſt is to be giuen, Unto the Portingals al wap, ſich they be chiulned men, Then ta theſe hutiſh fort, which beaſtly are pe fee; ho of our death will make afport, ik Canibals they be, e all trith one confent, now d ath deſpiſing plaine: (Sith ik ve die as innocent, the mops it is our gaine) Dur favle we hoyſe in halt, with ſpeed we mind to go Unto the caſtell. now not pat a twentie leagues vs fro. And ſayling all this dap, we ſpied late in the night, As we paſt by thus on our way, vponthe fhorea light. Then ſapd our Boateſwaine thus, by rhis great light a thore, Trafique there ſeemes will vou let vs anker this night therefoze, And trie i we may get, this next mozning by dap, Some kind of food for bs to eate, and then to goe our way Ve anker there that niche, the next moꝛming to ſhoꝛe: And in the place, where we the light did ſee the nighe beſoze, A watch houſe now there ſtood, vpon a rocke without: Hard by a great blacke croſſe of wood, which putteth vs in doubt, 5 hat place that this ſhould be, and looking to tye thore, A Cattell there we gan eſpie. this made vs doubethe more, TAhereiu we ſam did ſtand a Portingall o twaine: Tho held a white flag in his hand, and waued vs amaine. Our ſceſb as fraile now thakes, whtrebp we gan retire, And he at bs a ſhot then makes, gro fire, A piece dite dthus, che billing pellet tights, Fi thinke within a pard of bs, but none of vs it hits,
