THE SAILOR BOLD.
THE Sailor bold is the best of hearts,
That ever travel’d to foreign parts,
He came to his love, to let her know,
That he once more was obliged to go
In the pursuit of honour still,
And begg’d her not to take it ill.
He utter’d melting words like these,
Altho I sail the ocean seas,
I’ll have you always in my mind,
Nor will I ever be unkind:
Nor shall I be while life remains,
While blood is running in my veins.
On you I place my dearest love?
And I do prize you far above
All beauties in the world beside,
And I’ll make you my lawful bride?
When I return from sea again,
So do not in the least complain.
You have my heart let me have thine,
United by the powers divine?
So shall we never never fly
The bounds of love and loyalty;
From the solemn vows which we have made
When love for love shall be repaid.
My former vows I will renew,
If ever I shall prove untrue,
Or offer in the least to take
Another and my promise break?
May I perish in the main?
