The Seamans renown in winning his fair Lady.
Brave Marriners by this you may be[hold]
What tis to be a Seaman stout and bo[ld.]
This Seaman won a Lady by his valou[r,]
[And wit]h his Sword he curbd her Fathers choller:
[There]fore go boldly on when you begin,
[And] know Faint-heart did nere fair Lady Win.
Tune of, A [Week b]efore Easter.
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THere was a bold Seaman, a ship he could steer
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Of such a brave Seaman you never did hear
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And he lovd a Lady of beauty so clear,
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and now you shall hear of his wooing.
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Seaman.
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O pitty fair Lady, let pitty thee move,
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Im deep in affection, and tossed in Love,
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And your are my Lady, my Turtle and Dove,
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on you I do set my affection.
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Lady.
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O hold your peace Seaman, for that may not be,
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For I am match for a higher degree,
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And thy blood and my blood can never agree,
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then Seaman take this for an answer.
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Seaman.
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O Lady your answer doth make me to grieve,
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Tis true that we all come from Adam and Eve,
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One loving word to my Life is a reprieve,
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although I am in Cupids Prison.
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Lady.
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Oh why should you say your a prisoner to me,
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O hold forbear Seaman, for that may not be,
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We both may have matches fit for our degree.
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then take this for an Answer.
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Seaman.
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O no, for an answer I will it not take,
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Although your denial doth make my heart ake,
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Ile rather lay down my own life at the stake,
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to obtain thy good favour sweet Lady.
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Lady.
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It is a meer madness thy life to lay down,
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For people will say theres an end of a Clown,
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That past many dangers till fortune did frown,
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that dyd like a Prodigal Lover.
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Seaman.
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The name of a Clown in my heart I do scorn,
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Being nobly descended and a Gentleman born,
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Yet I am a Seaman and must live forlorn,
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unless you can love me fair Lady.
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Lady.
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O Pardon me Seaman, for I did not know,
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I thought that thy parentage had been but low
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But I may requite thee before we do go,
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and give me a kiss for a favor.
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Seaman.
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He took her by the hand and he kissed her twice,
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Quoth he, Dearest Lady you have bin too nice
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To value my love at no higher a price,
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but now I do hope youl requite me.
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Lady.
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Well Seaman, I see that thou hast a good heart,
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And art compleat man in every part,
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If my Father know this, we should suffer smart,
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he would be so highly enraged.
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Seaman.
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If you are but willing for to be my Bride,
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My Sword and my Pistol Ile take by my side,
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And then to the Church in private will ride,
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where we will married fair Lady.
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She then gave consent, and away they did ride.
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The valiant bold Seaman, and his lovely Bride,
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Not fearing of anger or what might betide,
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their hearts were united together.
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Being married, they back again came speedily;
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But rideing along they her Father espy,
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Quoth he to the Seaman I vow thou shalt dye,
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for deluding away my Dear Daughter.
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Come on (quoth the Seaman) tis no time to pratle,
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I see by your Weapons you are for the battle,
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With Sword and with Pistol he made him to rattle
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in the place were he gaind his fair Lady.
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He cut him and slasht him, and there he did stand,
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O then quoth her Father, bold Seaman, thy hand,
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If youl give your Daughter ten thousand in land,
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Ile spare you as I am a Seaman.
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O Seaman quoth she tis a portion too small,
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O peace (quoth the Lord) for that shall not be all,
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Ile give great riches what ever befall,
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because hes a Noble stout Seaman.
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They put up their Swords, and at last did agree,
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And strait way the Lady did fall on her knee,
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And begd that her father would not angry be,
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although she had married a Seaman.
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Her Father unto her was there reconcild.
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And gave her his blessing as she was a child,
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Which made the brave Seaman glad, that he smild
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when he see he had gaind his Lords daughter.
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They afterwards livd in joy and content,
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The Lady had never no cause to repent,
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They passed their time away in merriment,
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and lovingly they lived together.
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