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Now we in Hymen's bands will wed,
our hearts united be therefore,
In love live without any dread,
in joys for evermore.
The SAILOR'S DEPARTURE.
SEE, Mary, the ſails are all full,
now I muſt away to the ſea,
Let danger come when, how it will,
I'll heave a ſigh only for thee.
All hardſhips I'll boldly endure,
if you Mary only prove true,
When of riches I've gain'd a good ſtore,
I'll bring them all home love to you.
The heat of the Eaſt and the Weſt,
the cold of be North too I'll bear,
Should war, Mary, pierce my firm breaſt,
I'll, dying, ev'n think on my dear.
Think thou on thy Edward away,
ah! have him for ever in view,
The ſhip ſails, and I cannot ſtay,
one kiſs more, and now ⟨love⟩ adieu.
He's gone! may Fate ſpeed his career,
while I for his abſence do mourn,
Day and night will I ſigh for my dear,
and weep till my Edward return.
GLASGOW,
Printed by J.& M. ROBERTSON, Saltmarket, 1802.
