Younker

“Jim,” says he, “I reckon we’re fouled, you and me, and we’ll have to sign articles. I’d have had you but for that there lurch, but I don’t have no luck, not I; and I reckon I’ll have to strike, which comes hard, you see, for a master mariner to a ship’s younker like you, Jim.”

So foorth they went, and both together giusted; But that same younker soone was overthrowne

Trimmed like a younker prancing to his love!