The Seaman's joyful Return;
Being an Answer to the Seamans Doleful Farewell. Or,
The Greenwich LOVERS Mournful DEPARTURE.
To the Tune of, State and Ambition.
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Maid.
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W Ellcome my Dearest with joy now I see thee,
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thy course from fair Greenwich thou never shalt steer,
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Long did thy Absence torment me and grieve me,
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but now I'le enjoy my Delight and my Dear:
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No more the Cruel salt Billows shall sever,
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like Turtles we now will constant remain,
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My true love I now will embrace for ever,
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and marry him since I see him again.
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Man.
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My Fairest by fortune we will not be parted,
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since from the loud Winds and the Waves I am free,
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Thy love before was almost broken hearted,
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and bid the winds carry my sighs unto thee:
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But now those fears are past, of the Ocean,
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of Billows and Seas I need not complain,
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Since they have Enricht me to get promotion,
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to marry thee since I see thee again.
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Maid.
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Although with thy Dangers I was not acquainted,
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yet when the rude winds and the Billows did roar,
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My trembling Heart with the fear was quite daunted,
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and long'd for to see my Love safe on the shore:
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Thy Tender heart sure thou didst leave behind thee,
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the fort of my Breast thou surely didst gain,
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And since thou hast won me, thou true shalt find me,
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to marry the, since I see thee again.
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Man.
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Few like my Love are so constant and loyal,
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that fight for her Seaman till he did return,
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To all young mens suits she did make a denial,
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for my onely absence did sigh and did mourn:
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Now like my Bride thou shalt be attired,
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and now with my Dear I'le ever remain,
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My wishes will gain what they much desired,
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to marry thee since I see thee again.
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Maid.
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Thy words as they please me do sweetly perswade me,
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to marry thee now in my bloom and my prime,
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Cupid and Venus thy true love have made me,
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and tempt me no longer to hinder the time:
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Thus on true love kind Heaven gives a blessing,
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a blessing that lasts, does ever remain,
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A blessing so great, 'tis beyond expressing,
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to marry thee since I see again.
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Man.
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Now is the hour, and now is the minute,
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that Hymen us lovers will link and unite,
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Virgins all dream of the pleasure that in it,
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for love is more sweet then soft musick by night,
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Soft are the sighs, and soft and the kisses,
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how soft is the Bed where Cupid hath layn,
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How pleasing the Arrow that never misses,
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I'le marry thee since I see thee again.
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Maid.
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Now to the Church came the Bride & the Bridegroom,
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to end and accomplish what they did desire,
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The Virgins strow flowers, the youths they make room
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their flame still increasing did brighter aspire:
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Not all the Heroes of London or Venice .
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shall alter our Loves, so true we'l remain,
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There shall be no jarring nor strife between us,
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marriage does cure loves grief and his pain.
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Man.
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In thy embraces there always is pleasure,
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so great is thy charms, and so soft is loves ground,
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Pleasing and pleasant is Virgins Rich Treasure,
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so soft is the Pillow, so sweet is the wound:
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Now I enjoy a sweet Banquet of kisses,
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and now thy true lover ne're will complain,
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Let wanton young men take delight in Misses,
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I will for ever Constant remain.
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Thus liv'd in plenty and peace these two lovers,
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enjoying a seeming sweet Heaven upon earth,
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No time a breath of their promise discovers,
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by night and by day ever love and gay mirth:
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Sweet were the Children that came from these Races,
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and long did their Parents prosper amain,
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And long did they live in their lov'd embraces,
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and long did their race their virtues retain.
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