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Though ſore againſt my parents' will,
that I was made a bride,
How happy was I both night and day,
while he was by my ſide,
For all I did or to him ſaid,
he never took amiſs,
Sure never maid or mother's ſon,
more pleafure could poſſeſs. The, &c.
The treaſures that he traded for,
was from a foreign land,
And all the wealth he did poſſeſs
was ſtill at my command ;
The hoſtile wars has bred my cares,
and forc'd my love from me.
For he was preſs'd aboard the fleet,
to ſerve bis Majeſty. The woods, &c.
By our martial laws, he ſtation'd was
aboard of the Trial,
In fates of war to take his chance,
whatever him befal.
When the King commands board all bands,
his orders they muſt obey,
Where every week I thought a year,
and every hour a day. The woods, &c.
From the Downs our fleet was bound,
to humble haughty Spain,
Where it ſtill ran into my mind,
we ne'er ſhould meet again
The hoſtile wars and ſtormy winds,
doth fill my heart with woe,
