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Next morning right early he call’d his man John,
And when that he into the parlour did come,
He ſaid, i'm bound for London, and that ſpeedily;
Speak up, are you willing to go along with me.
Dear horoured Sir, the young man reply’d,
The thing you require ſhall not be deny'd;
But in your journey I attentive ſhall be,
Becauſe I am willing that city to ſee.
Next morning for London they then did ſteer,
And ſoon did arrive at the city we hear;
Let innocent is lovers be pleaſed to wait,
The truth of this subject I ſoon ſhuall relate.
Next morning the old man he early aroſe,
And privately to a Sea-Captain he goes,
Saying, Sir, I am told you want lads for the ſea,
And I have got a lad that will fit to a tee.
Here's thirty bright guineas I'll freely give thee,
If you can contrive for to take him to ſea,
That he never more to Old England may come;
A match ſaid the Captain, the ſame ſhall be done.
A preſs-gang immediately up to him went,
And having ſecur'd him, on board he was ſent,
In tears to lament on the ſalt roaring main,
Never expecting to ſee his true love again.
That day after dinner it happened ſo,
That the Captain's lady on board ſhe would go,
Walking the deck her fair face for to fan,
And caſting her eyes down, did ſee this young man
Sit cloſe is a corner with eyes full of tears,
His face pale as aſhes and heart full of ſears;
Which ſight fill’d the Lady with ſuch diſcontent,
That away to the Captain that minute the went,
Saying, What youth is that, love! prithee tell me,
Becauſe that he ſitteth ſo melancholy;
