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 * Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright,

Thy breath is Afric’s spicy gale,
 * Thy skin is ivory so white;

Thus ev’ry beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue.

Tho’ battfe calls me from thy arms,
 * Let not my pretty Susan mourn;

Tho’ cannons roar, yet safe from harms,
 * William shall to his dear return;

Love turns aside the balls that round me fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susan’s eye.

The boatswain gave the dreadful word,
 * The sails their swelling bosoms spread,

No longer must she stay on board;
 * They kiss’d, she sighed, he hung his head:

Her less’ning boat unwilling rows to land, Adieu, she cried, and wav’d her lily hand.

Nobody coming to marry me. night the dogs did bark,
 * I went to the gate to see,

When ev’ry lass had her spark,
 * But nobody comes to me.
 * Oh! dear, what will become of me?
 * Oh! dear, what shall I do?