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Thro’ dales and allies, thro shades and
vallies,
and all around each lovely grove,
Roll’d in sweet flowers, in shadow bowers,
we spent soft hours in mutual love.
Now he has left me, I do not blame him,
because my darling was prest away;
It was for my fortune my greedy parents
contriv'd to have him sent to sea.
Five thousand pounds left by my uncle,
besides four hundred pounds a-year,
It is for that reason they do disdain him,
as he is below them, my Sailor dear.
May every vengeance be their attendance
that caus’d my darling to cross the main;
For worldly treasure, and my displeasure,
they parted us for the sake of gain.
Could I command all the wealth in India,
and the gold and silver far and near,
I would soon resign even golden mines,
and in marriage join with my Sailor dear.
My hardened parents gave special orders,
that I should close confined be,
Within my chamber, free from all danger,
or left I should my darling fee.
