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 Your parents are sleeping, before they awaken,

Stir, my dear creature, and straight come away.

O Jemmy, she cried, if my father should hear thee,

We shall be ruin’d, pray therefore repair,

At the sea-side I will instantly meet you,

With my two maids I will come to you there.

Her night-gown, embroidered with gold and silver,

Carelessly round her body she throws,

With the two maidens who did attend her.

To meet her true-love she instantly goes.

Close in his arms the spirit did enfold her,

Jemmy, she said, you are colder than clay;

Sure you can never be the man I admire,

Paler than death you appear unto me.

Yes, fairest creature, I am your true lover,

Dead or alive, you know you are mine:

I come for my vow, my dear, you must follow

My body now to a cold watery tomb.

I for your sake refus’d gold and silver,

Beauty and riches for you I despis’d,

A charming young lady for me did expire,

For thinking of you I was deaf to her cries.

Your cruel parents have been my undoing,

And I do sleep in a watery tomb,

Now for your promise, my dear, I am suing,

Dead or alive, love, you are my own.