THE
Ship Carpenters Love
TO THE
Merchants Daughter:
To the Tune of, Fare well my Love.
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YOU loyal Lovers far and near,
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A true Relation you shall hear,
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Of a young Cople, who provd to be
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A Pattern of true Loyalty.
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A Merchant dos in Bristol dwell,
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As many People know full well;
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He has a Daughter, a Beauty bright,
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In whom he placd his Hearts delight.
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He had on child, but only she;
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Her Father lovd her tenderly.
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Many to court her thith[e]r came
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Gallonts of worthy birth and fame,
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Yet notwithstanding all their Love;
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A young Ship-Carpenter did prove
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To be the Master of her Heart:
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She often said Well never part
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As long as Life and Breath remain,
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Thy Company Ill not refrain;
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No cursed Gold and Silver bright
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Shall make me wrong my Hearts delight.
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Now when her Father came to know
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His Daughter lovd this young Man so,
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He causd him to be prest to Sea,
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To keep her from his Company.
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Which when this Damsel came to hear,
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Without the thoughts of dread or fear,
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She drest her self in Seamans hue,
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And after him she did persue.
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Unto the Captain she did go,
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And said, Right Worthy Sir, tis so,
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You do want Men, I understand,
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Im free to fight with Heart and Hand,
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The Captain straitway did reply,
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Young Man, youre welcome heartily:
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A Guinea in her Hand he gave;
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She passed for a Seaman brave.
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Soon after this, the Ship set sail,
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And with a fair and pleasant gale;
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But this Ship-Carpenter, (her dear)
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Did little think his Love so near.
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She then appeared for to be
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A Person of no mean [d]egree;
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With pretty Fingers long and strait:
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She soon became the Surgeons Mate.
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It happend so, that this same Ship.
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At stroming of the Town of Diepe,
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She lay at Anchor something nigh,
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Where Cannon-Bullets they did fly.
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Then the first Man that wounded were,
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Was this young bold Ship-Carpenter;
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When Drums did beat, and Trumpets sound
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He in his Breast received a Wound.
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Then to the Surgeons care was he
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Brought down with speed immediately;
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Whereas the pretty Surgeons Mate,
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Did courteously upon him wait.
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She drest the woful wounded Part;
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Altho, the sight did pierce her Haert;
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She then did use her utmost skill,
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To cure him with a right good Will:
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She curd him in a little space,
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He often gazd upon her Face.
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Surgeon, said he, such Eyes as thine
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Did formerly my Heart confine.
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If ere I live to go on Shore,
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And she be dead whom I adore,
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I will your true Company be,
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And neer forsake thy Company.
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If she be dead, thus will I do,
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All Female Sex Ill bid adieu:
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And nere will marry for her sake,
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But to the Seas my [se]lf betake.
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