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(7) loud and ſwelling forms I heard,

as on my loneſome bed I lay'd,

night alone for Will I fear'd,

all night for Will alone I pray'd.

Chor Still as the ſhips, &c.

bride-knot which my love did wear,

looſe hung a pendant o'er my door,

when it told the wind was fair,

I fancy'd ſoon he'd be on ſhore.

Chor. Still as the ſhips, &c.

length the very ſhip I ſpy'd,

in which my conſtant Will had fail'd;

With haſte I ran to Humber-ſide:

and loud and oft the ſailors hail'd:

deck they travers'd to and fro,

and anſwer'd nought but yo, ya, yo.

boatſwain, now full near the ſhore,

I aſked for Will---he ſhook his head:

fear ſaid I, he is no more---

his anſwer was,Poor Will is dead!"

me! I fell, oppreſs'd with woe!

and heard no more their yo, ye, yo.





Hen Phœbus firſt ſalutes the eaſt,

and dew-drops deck each thorn,

When ploughmen ſhake off dowry reſt,

and hunters wind the horn: