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 But now my dearest

Has cross'd the ocean,

And left his jewel rendering here,

Curs'd wars alarms,

Depriv'd my arms

my sweet charming sailor dear.

Though he did leave me,

I don't blame him,

my darling was forced away;

'Twas for my fortune,

My greedy parents.

to have him sent to sea,

Five thousand pounds

Left by an uncle,

Besides four hundred pounds a year,

'Twas for that reason,

They do despise him,

he's beneath them my sailor dear

May every vengeance

Be their attendance,

That sent my jewel to plow the main.

For worldly treasure,

And my displeasure,

They'd forfeit all for the love of gain,

Could I command

The wealth of the Indies,

And once my darling to appear,