the old rhyme Bobby Shaftoe is purportedly about this man. Bobby Shaftoe’s gone to sea,
With silver buckles on his knee;
He’ll come back and marry me,
Pretty Bobby Shaftoe!
Bobby Shaftoe’s fat and fair,
Combing down his yellow hair;
He’s my love for evermore,
Pretty Bobby Shaftoe!
Bobby Shafto’s looking out,
All his ribbons flew about,
All the ladies gave a shout,
Hey for Bobby Shafto!
