Arthur Conan Doyle

“ Where none come back, though many must go:
Ho, the bully rover Jack,
Lying with his yard aback,
Out upon the Lowland sea!
Where is the trader of Stepney town? --
Wake her up! Shake her up! Every stick a-bending!
Where is the trader of Stepney town?
There's gold on the capstan, and blood on the gown:
Ho for bully rover Jack,
Waiting with his yard aback,
Out upon the Lowland sea!
Where is the maiden who knelt at his side? --
Wake her up! Shake her up! Every stitch a-drawing! ”