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 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 thee there.

Her night-gown embroider’d 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, fair 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 sueing,

Dead or alive, love, you are my own.

The trembling lady was sorely affrighted,

Amazed she stood near the brink of the sea,

With eyes lift to heaven she cried, Cruel parents,

Heaven requite you for your cruelty.

Indeed I promis’d, my dearest creature,

Dead or alivoalive [sic] I would be his own;