The Mothers Kindness,
Conquer'd by her Daughters Vindication of
Valiant and Renowned Seamen; Concluding
with the Mothers kind Acknowledgement.
Tune is, The Spinning Wheel. Licensed according to Order.
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COme listen now dear Daughter Joan,
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unto thy Mothers precepts now,
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If e're you marry, take not one,
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who does the raging Ocean plow,
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Of such there is not one in ten,
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But what are careless roving men.
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A Saylor is a cunning Knave,
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who does all sorts of women Court,
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It is well known that they will have,
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a wife or friend at e'ery Port:
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O marry not a Seaman then,
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For they are cunning crafty men.
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I'd have thee take an honest man,
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who gets his Living on the Land,
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And then let him do what he can,
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his purse will be at thy command,
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Ne'er marry with a Seaman then,
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Dear Daughter they are roving men.
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Dear Mother do not them revile,
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for they are valient stout and brave,
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Strong Bulwarks to their native Isle,
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the Kingdom to support and save.
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Therefore I love them as my life,
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And fain would be a Seamans wife.
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For Landmen they are cross and grim,
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and most unpleasant to my view;
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But Seamens they are brisk and tirm,
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and of a courteous Carriage too,
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Therefore I love them as my life,
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And fain would be a Seamans wife.
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They plow the roaring Ocean wide
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in stormy weather, wind, and Rain,
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Tho' Billows foams on e'ry side,
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undaunted hearts they still maintain;
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Therefore I love them as my live,
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And hope to be a Seamans wife.
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Stout sailors venter far and near,
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over the raging roaring Seas,
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And hazard life and all that's dear,
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while Landmen lives at home at ease,
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Therefore I love them as my life,
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And hope to be a Seamans wife.
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Pray do they not the Land Inrich,
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the Golden Fleet they home convey,
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Find Silks, nay Jewels, without which,
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Ladies could not appear so gay,
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Therefore I love them as my life,
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And hope to be a Seamans wife.
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The Merchants Trade wou'd soon go down
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and many Callings more beside,
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If famous Seamen of Renown,
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left sailing the main Ocean wide,
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I love a Seaman as my Life,
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And would be glad to be his wife.
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Let them have blessings from above,
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I for their breeding them adore,
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Their very carriage gains them love,
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where e're ehey set their foot on shore,
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Therefore I love them as my life,
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And hope to be a Seamans wife,
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Now Daughter dear, I needs must own,
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your Arguments has conquer'd me,
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They are Supporters to the Throne,
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and do defend our Liberty,
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Then love them now with all my soul,
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Thy Will I never will controul.
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FINIS
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