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O pity my infant and ſpare my ſweet liſe,
Let me go diſſref'd if I'm not your wife,
O take not my life leſt my ſoul you betray
Muſt I in my youth thus be carried away.
Her hands white as lillies in ſorrow ſhe wrung,
Intreating for mercy, ſaying What have I done
To you my dear Will, what makes you ſo ſevere,
To murder your true love that you lov'd ſo dear.
He ſaid, there's no time diſputing to ſtand,
And instantly taking his knife in his hand,
He pierced her heart while the blood it did flow,
And into the grave her fair body did throw.
He cover'd the body and home he did come,
Leaving none but the birds her death to bemoan,
On board of the Bedford he enter'd ſtraightway,
Which lay at Portsſmith, and bound for the ſea.
For Carpenter's Mate he was enter'd we hear,
Fit for the voyage away then to ſteer;
But as in the cabin one night he did ly,
The voice of his true love he heard for to ſay,
O perjur'd William awake now and hear,
The words of your true love that loved you to dear
The ſhip out of Portſmouth it never ſhall go,
Till I be reveng'd of that ſad overthrow.
This ſpoken ſhe vanish'd with ſshrieks and with cries
The flashes of lightning did dart from her eyes,
Which put the ſhips crew in a terrible fear,
Tho' none ſaw the ghoſt the voice they did hear;
Charles Stewart a man of courage ſo bold,
One night as he was going down to the hold,
A beautiful damſel to him did appear
And ſhe in her arms was a baby ſo dear.
Being merry in drink he went to embrace
The charms of this, ſo lovely a face:
But to his surpriſe she vaniſh'd away,
Bewent to the captain without more delay
