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ALL in the Downs the fleet was moord, The streamers waving in the wind, When black-eyd Susan came on board: Oh! where shall I my true love find? Tell me, ye jovial sailors, tell me true, If my sweet William sails among your crew. William, who high upon the yard, Rockd with the billows to and fro, Soon as her well-known voice he heard He sighd, and cast his eyes below. The cords slide swiftly thro his glowing hands, And quick as lightning on the deck he stands. So the sweet lark, high poisd in air, Shuts close his pinions to his breast, If chance his mates shrill call he hears, And drops at once into her nest. The noblest captain in the British fleet Might envy Williams lips those kisses sweet. O Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain. Let me kiss off that falling tear,
We only part to meet again: Change as ye list, ye winds, my mind shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee. Believe not what the landmen say, Wholl tempt with doubts thy constant mind, Theyll tell thee, Sailors when away, In every port a mistress find. Yes, yes, believe them when they tell thee so, For thou art present wheresoer I go. If to fair Indias coast we sail, Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright; Thy breath in Africks spicy gale; Thy skin is ivory so white. Thus every beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. The battle calls me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn, The cannons roar, yet free from harms William shall to his dear return. Love turns aside the balls that round me fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susans eye.
The boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread. No longer must she stay on board. They kissd, she sighd, he hung his head. Her lingring boat unwilling rows to land, Adieu! she cries, and waves her lilly-hand. Sweet Williams happy Return to his dear Susan. AS thro a grove I took my way, Sweet recreation for to take, A charming maiden fair and gay, For her true love sad moan did make. In a sweet bower, near a pleasant green, Dressd like a goddess, or some beauteous queen. Unto this maid with sorrow filld, I went to ease her of her smart. But when my person she beheld, She said, Kind sir, I pray depart. What business have you here to trouble me, Or to be scoffing at my misery? Sweet lovely mistress of the grove, Why should I make a scoff of thee? I do perceive you are in love, And I could wish it was with me. Sweet charming creature, show to me thy name, For thy bright charms my senses do enflame. Susan, it is my name, said she, Who am opprest with grief and woe; My dearest love is gone to sea, But where he is I do not know. My jewels absence fills my eyes with tears. I have not seen him for these many years. Kind Mrs. Susan, I protest I think I knew that same young man: He has a mole on his right breast, Likewise his name is William Lamb, And if he be the same, I tell you plain, That all your tears for him are spent in vain. He is the man that is my dear, Pretty sweet Susan did make reply, You make me tremble for to hear Of my true loves inconstancy. But surely such a thing can never be, For he admires none alive but me. Thats your mistake, sweet charming fair, Since I will let you understand, William is marryd, I declare, Unto a maid in New-England. And he is raise to a high degree. Forget him, for he has been false to thee.
If this be true that you have said Then all my joys are laid aside. I am a poor distressed maid, No other shall make me a bride, Tho he is false a maid Ill live and die, But yet my heart does in his bosom lie. All happiness attend my dear, Whereer he goes, by land or sea, My love to him is still sincere, Altho he has provd false to me. Yet let Sweet William use me as he will, I cannot help but love Sweet William still. I could be glad with all my heart, To see Sweet William once again, Then I my mind would soon impart To him who breaks my heart in twain. And she that is his bride I love her too, Tho he be false, my love to him is true. Sweet Susans Loyalty. SEEING his Susans loyalty, Tears down his cheeks did drop amain. Into her arms he strait did fly, Saying, Why does my love complain? I am thy William, joind to thee by oath. Nothing but death can ever part us both. My dear, behold on my right breast, You know there is a certain mole. Let not thy heart be sore opprest, Here is the broken piece of gold Which we did break upon a certain day When you departed, and I went away. Sorrow and hardship I went thro When I was on the raging main, Now to my dear beloved Sue I am returned safe again. No more Ill cross the raging ocean wide, But live in pleasure with my loving bride. Susan in a swoon did faint At Williams feet, I do declare. He caught her up into his arms, Soon he revivd the charming fair. William and Susan sweetly passd along To Plymouth-church, where multitudes throng. Twenty stout sailors, brave and bold, And twenty maids in rich attire. A glorious sight for to behold. Music playd at their desire. To accomodate the bride and bridegroom there. Now they are joind a sweet and happy pair.
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