The Sea-mans leave taken of his sweetest Margery,
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Margery her singing loath to depart,
Being very unwilling to leave her Sweet-heart.
To the tune of. Ile goe through the world with thee.
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Man.
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SWeet Margery I am prest to the Sea,
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with Goid and Sllver in my hand:
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I come to take my leave of thee,
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and bid adieu to faire England.
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Maid.
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But wilt thou be gone my Honey sweet,
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and must I lose thy company:
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Me thinks for fhee it is not meet,
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to leave thy dearest Margery.
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Man.
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Sweet Margery I must needs be gone,
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alas there is no remedy:
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But be I in company, or alone,
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Ile not forget my Margery.
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Maid.
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I weuld thou couldst my voyage excuse,
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for I am loath to part from thee:
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When thy sweet presence I doe lose.
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I shall be a sorrowfull Matgery.
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Man.
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I prethee be not grieved so,
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but take my absence patiently;
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For wheresoever I come or goe,
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my heart remaines with Margery,
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Maid.
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A bird in hands worth two in the bush,
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and when thou arc once gone from me;
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I doubt thou wilt not care a rush,
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what will become of thy Margery.
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Man.
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I prethee doe not conjecture thus,
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nor question my true Constancy;
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The Gordian knot which tyeth us,
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Ile nere breake from my Margery.
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Maid.
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Well if I thought thou wouldst prove true
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and beare a faithfull heart to me:
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To sorrow I should bid adieu,
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as thou takst leave of thy Margery.
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Man.
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Doe not misdoubt my love at all,
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nor vex thy head with jealousie:
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What chance soever me befall,
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Ile never forsake my Margery.
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Maid.
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Excuse me if I judged wrong,
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it is my tender love to thee;
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Least when thou hast been absent long,
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thou might forget thy Margery.
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Man.
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That can I never for my life,
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for I am thine untill I dye:
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And if I ever marry a wife,
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it shall be my sweet Margery.
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Maid.
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I prethee doe that before we part,
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that joyfull day I might but see;
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Twould put all sorrowes from my heart,
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and none so blith as Margery.
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The second Part. To the same tune.
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Man.
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BE not so hasty, rather stay,
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for at this time it cannot be;
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I must abord this present day,
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and leave my sweetest Margery.
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Maid.
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Then take from me a parting kisse,
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this Point about thine arme Ile tye;
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And when thou lookst upon thy wrist,
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then thinke upon thy Margery.
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Man.
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This Point I will esteeme more deare,
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then all the Jewels I shall see;
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Pluck up thy heart and be of good cheare,
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till I returne to my Margery.
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Maid.
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When you doe walke in the Spanish street
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and many Gallants passe you by;
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Your Chamber docks and musick sweet,
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then youl forget your Margery.
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Man.
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I prethee harpe not on that string,
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these words doe touch my heart full nigh
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For I esteeme no earthly thing,
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so much as I doe sweet Margery.
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Maid.
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Sweet Lave forget that word Unkind,
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twas spoke thy Patience but to try;
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For I am perswaded in my mind,
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thou lov st no Lasse but Margery.
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Man.
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I have seaven Ships upon the Sea,
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and are all laden to the brim;
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I am so inflamd with love to thee,
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I care not whether they sinke or swim.
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Maid.
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Hencdforth Ile nere mistrust thee more,
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nor question thy true loyalty;
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Where ever thou art on Sea or Shore,
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thoult thinke upon thy Margery.
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Man.
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If any Knight or Gentleman,
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doe passe the Seas to my Country;
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Ile write a Letter with my owne hand,
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and send it to my Margery.
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Maid.
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O how shall I that Letter kisse,
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so soone as ever I it spy;
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It would present a world of blisse
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unto thy loving Margery.
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Man.
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Margery Ile a Gallant prove,
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and for thy sake my valsur try:
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Though all my kin seeke to remove
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my thoughts from my sweet Margery.
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Maid.
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If I had wist before I had kist,
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that Love had been so deare to win;
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My heart I would have closd in Gold,
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and pinnd it with a Silver pin.
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Man.
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The time sweet Margery calls away,
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I now must leave thy company;
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For time and Tide for none will stay,
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once more farewell sweet Margery.
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Maid.
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Once more Ile kfsse thy sugred Lips,
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and take thy absence patiently;
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Heaven prosper thee, and thy seven Ships,
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and send thee safe to Margery.
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