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 Then I did ſtand in view, ſtraight in my arms he flew,

gave me a kiſs far ſweeter than rue,

That he reviv'd my heart, from the deadly ſmart,

nothing, no nothing, my mind could bring too

Then to delight me more, ſtraight in my apron ſure,

he began to throw handfuls of gold,

Saying. I'll you deck wi' a gold chain 'bout your neck,

for I've fail'd with Rodney of courage ſo bold.

Come cach lad and laſs, drink off a flowing glaſs,

drink at health to the lads that are at ſea;

God fend-them ſafe home, unto their native home,

Or what comfort and joy that will be.

AS I walk'd but one morning to taſte the ſweet air,

A damſel lay deploring for the loſs of her dear,

My love is gone and left me to ſigh and to moan,

All joys are bereft me, O when will be return?

How cruel were my parents to prove ſo ſevere,

It cauſes me to ſigh and ſhed many a tear;

He now is forc'd from me to plough on the main,

It runs in my mind I'll ne'er ſee him again.

Ye gods above reſtore him ſafe to me again,

The loſing of my jewel increaſes my pain,

Confin'd now in Bedlam all for his dear ſake,

With grief and vexation my heart it will break.

But as ſhe was ſighing and tearing her hair,

O what ſhould ſhe hear but the voice of her dear,

With joy and with rapture ſhe flew to his arms,

Saying, My dear creature has a million of charms.