THE
FORTUNATE SAILOR
A Sailor courted a Farmer's Daughter,
whoſe living was in the wild of Kent.
But mark I pray you, what follow'd after,
the waited long or ſhe gave conſent:
With conſtant courting, and ſtill reporting,
great things concerning the ocean wide:
Said he, My ſweeting, at this (illegible text) meeting,
Oh! give conſent for to be my Bride.
I muſt acknowledge I do adore thee,
with all the tender reſpects of love;
None ever conquer'd my heart before thee,
whom I admire and prize above.
Then richeſt jewel, O be not cruel;
but lay thine angry frowns aſide;
And my dear ſweeting, at this bleſs d meeting,
Oh! give conſent for to be my Bride.
Said ſhe, A Sailor I don't admire,
becauſe they travel to foreign parts,
The more their company we deſire,
the more they leave us with aching hearts,
And we lament with ſad vexation;
therefore I pray now be ſatisfy'd:
Parting would grieve me, therefore believe me,
I am not willing to be your Bride.
Be not diſturbed at the vain notions
for I'll not often afflict thee ſo;
once more I reckon to fail the ocean
Becauſe my love I'm oblig'd to go
