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                         (  2  ) THE DISAPPOINTED SAILOR.

E A R L Y one morning in the Spring, I went on board to serve the King, Leaving my dearest dear behind, Who often told me her heart was mine.

I often took her in my arms, I thought she had a thousand charms. With vows, and oaths, and kisses sweet, We’re to be marry’d next time we meet.

While I was sailing on the sea, I found an opportunity For to send letters to my dear, But not one word from het could hear.

When we came near Carthagena town, Where cannon ball flew up and down ; While in the midst of danger there. My thoughts were on my dearest dear.

When I arriv'd on the British shore, I went to see her I did adore; Her father he made this reply, My daughter does your love deny.

O then he ask'd me what I mean, Or if I lov’d his daughter Jean ? She’s marry'd now, Sir, for her life, , I pray young man seek another wife.