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 (3) Two hundred pounds left by her aunt, three hundred more I’d give her, But if she marry without consent a farthing I wont leave her. Besides to marry she is too young, And sailors have a flattering tongue, So from my presence quick begone, If you wed that tarry sailor.

Says Jack I dont regard that sum, my dear I’ve gold in plenty, Believe me, Sir, I do not come to court with pockets empty; Five hundred guineas in bright gold, Upon the table there he told, And sweept them in her apron-fold, Take that and Jack your sailor,

Her father seeing his honest heart, that he behaved so clever; Said, “’tis a pity you to part, and I’ll not do it ever; As you so freely give your store And you each other do adore, Now take her Jack, here’s as much more For you a clever sailor.