The Female's Frolick
OR, THE
Distressed young Maiden:
Who enter'd herself on Board of the Marlborough, to go to some foreign
for the sake of her Sweet-heart. Tune of, Young Essex.
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COme listen, come listen, come listen a while,
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I'll tell you a Story may make you to smile;
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It is of a young Female, as some they do say,
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Whose mind it was bent for to go to the Sea:
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With a fal la la, fal la la la la la la.
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She enter'd on Board as we do understand,
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In order to go into some foreign Land;
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On Board of our Ship, the Marlborough by name,
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A bold Volunteer when on Board she first came:
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With a fal la la, etc.
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Her Purpose was crossed, as now we do find,
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A Sweet-heart she had, and she bore him in mind;
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To venture her Life she was fully bent,
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With mind and good will she did freely consent:
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With a fal la la, etc.
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Such Lovers indeed, they are hard to be found,
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For once she did live at the Smack run on Ground
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In Gosport we find, as some they do say,
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She was not content in her Service to stay:
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With a fal la la, etc.
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Her modest Behaviour to us it was known,
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A Carrage of a Woman, but was loath for to own;
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Until at the last it did plainer appear
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To her Discontent, cost her many a Tear:
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With a fal la la, etc.
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To hide her design, she did freely consent
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To enter as Servant, she was well content;
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To free her from Labour, as now we do find,
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Her modest Behaviour did bear a good mind:
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With a fal la la, etc.
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Her mind it was willing, and so she did show,
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For her Ship-mates she did both Mend and Sow;
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To gain their good will in divers did she,
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And nothing was wanting in her as we see:
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With a fal la la, etc.
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When true Lovers they intangled are,
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The Burden's so great, nothing can compare;
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All you that have felt a true Lover's smart,
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You can do no less, then your pitty impart.
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With a fal la la, etc.
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Now I do express my Grief and my Mo[?]
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I hope that your kindness to me will be sl[?]
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Don't greet me unkindly, a Maid in distr[ess]
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There's none of you knows my sad heavi[ne]ss:
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With a fal la la, etc.
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I matter not Billows that rises so high,
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Nor Winds that blows lofty, when Dangers [?]
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So I can obtain but the Man that I love,
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I'll venture for him by the Powers above:
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With a fal la la, etc.
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It is not my Foes that shall me surprize,
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Nor Dangers one sees, whatever may rise;
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I'll venture my Life against my proud Foe,
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I think it not hard what I under go:
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With a fal la la, etc.
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I alter'd my Name, this was my intent,
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To find out my Love I was fully bent;
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But Fortune did cross me, now as you do find,
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But like a true Lover I bear him in mind:
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With a fal la la, etc.
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Where-ever I ramble, where ever I go,
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Since Cupid has darted and gave me a blow;
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A constant true Lover I ever will be,
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If Fortune does favour, I'm bound for the Sea
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With a fal la la, etc.
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From Susan to Richard, I alter'd my Name,
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When first I on Board the Marlborough ca[me]
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I soon was discover'd, the matter is true,
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And this have I acted, my Dearest, for you:
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With a fal la la, etc.
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But Fortune does frown, and I must be content,
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I am left alone my case to relent;
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My constancy's so, I will ever prove true,
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If by you I am slighted, I will not slight you:
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With a fal la la, etc.
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In sad discontent I must now make Moan,
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My Love he is gone and has left me alone
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And now I conclude my sad sorrowful Case,
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I fain would have venter'd my Love to embrace
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With a fal la la, fal la la la la la la.
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