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I would give it all
To my dearest jewel,
And join in marriage with my sailor dear.
My hard hearted father
Gave special order,
That I should closely confined be,
Within my chamber,
For fear of danger.
Or least I should my darling see.
Thirteen long weeks
On bread and water.
I liv'd, and had no other cheer,
O cruel usage
To give a daughter,
For the love I bore to my sailor dear.
Fortune befriend him,
Always attend him
And still defend him where'er he goes.
By land and water,
May angels guard him,
While he's in the wars with his daring foes.
O that I were but
A nimble sailor,
No fears and dangers would I fear,
I'd freely enter,
And boldly venture,
To search the seas for my sailor dear,
