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 He little said; the time was brief, The ship was soon to sail, And while I sobbed in bitter grief, My master but looked pale. They called in haste; he bade me go, Then snatched me back again; He held me fast and murmured low "Why will they part us, Jane?" Were you not happy in my care? Did I not faithful prove? Will others to my darling bear As true, as deep a love? O God, watch o'er my foster child! O guard her gentle head! When winds are high and tempests wild Protection round her spread! They call again; leave then my breast; Quit thy true shelter, Jane; But when deceived, repulsed, opprest, Come home to me again!"