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 5 To you my dear Will? what makes you ſo fevers To murder your true love that lures you ſo dear? He ſaid there's no time for diſputing to stand, And inſtantly taking the knife in his hand, He pierced her heart while the blood it did few, And into the grave the fair body did throw. Ho cover the body and home he did come, Leaving none bet the birds her death to bemoat, On board of the Bedford he cuter'd ſtraightway, Which lay at Portsmouth, and bound for the fair. For carpentr's mate he was ertered we hear, Fit for the voyage away then to ſteer; But as in the cabin one night be did lie, The voice of his true love he heard for to cry O perjured William, awake now and hear The words of your true love who lov'd you ſo deer Tee tip out of Portſmouth it never ſhall go, Till I am reveng' of this fad overthrow. This ſpoken, ſhe vaniſh'd with ſhrieks and cries, The flaſhes of lightning did dart from her eyes, Which put the ſhip's crew in a terrible fear, Tho' none ſaw the ghoſt, the voice they did hear. Charles Stewart, a man of courage ſo bold, One night as he was going down to the hold, A bountiful creature to him did appear, and the in her arms had a baby ſo fair.