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6 Lords of renown. I their favor have ſlighted, now I muſt languiſh for a ſailor bold, I cannot blame him becauſe he is conſtant, True love is better than ſilver or gold. A coſtly jewel to inſtantly gave him, Then in her trembling hand ſhe took a knife; One fatal ſtroke before they could ſave her, Quickly put an end to her life. Great lamentation was made for this lady: Jamie on board the ſhip he did ſteer Unto Old England he homeward came ſailing, With a longing deſire to meet with his dear. But when her father head he was returning He wrote a letter to the batſwain, his friend, Saging, a handſome reward I will give you, If you the life of young Jamie will end. Void of all mercy and for ſake of the money, The cruel boatſwain the ſame did compleat, As they upon the deck one day were walking, He ſuddenly tumbled him into the deep. In dead of the night, when all was aſleep, His troubled ghoſt to his love did appear, Crying, Ariſe my beautiful Nancy Perform the vow that you made to your dear, You are my own therefore tarry no longer, Seven long years for your ſake I did ſtay; Hymen doth wait for to crown us with pleaſure, The bride gueſts are ready, then came away. She cried, Who's there under my window? Surely it is the voice of my dear! Lifting her head from the ſoft dawny pillow, Straight to the caſement ſhe did repair.