The seamans leave taking of his sweetest Margerie,
AND
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 Gold and Silver 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 Hony sweet,
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and must I loose thy Company,
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Me thinkes for thee 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 never forget my Margery.
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Maid.
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I would thou could'st thy Voyage excuse,
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for I am loath to part from thee.
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When thy sweet presence I do loose,
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I shall be a sorrowfull Margerie.
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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 go,
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my heart remaines with Margery.
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Maid.
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A Bird in the hand's worth 2 in the bush,
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and when thou once art gone from me:
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I doubt thou wilt not care a rush,
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what doth become of thy Margerie.
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Man.
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I prethee don't 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 never breake from my Margery.
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Maid.
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Well, if I thought thou would'st prove true,
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and beare a faithfull heart to me:
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To Sorrowes I would bid adieu,
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as thou tak'st leave of thy Margery.
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Man.
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Do not mis-doubt my love at all,
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nor vex thy head with jealousie,
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What chance soever doth befall,
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ile never forsake my Margerie.
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Maid.
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Excuse if I judged wrong,
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it is my tender love to thee,
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Least when thou hast bin absent long,
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thou might forget thy Margerie,
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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 do marry a wife,
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it shall be my sweet Margery.
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Maid,
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I prethee do that before we part,
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that joyfull day might I but see,
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'Twould set all sorrowes from my heart,
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and none so blithe as Margerie.
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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 bee,
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I must aboard this present day,
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and leave my sweetest Margerie.
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Maid.
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Then take from me a parting-kisse,
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this poynt about thine arme Ile tye,
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And when thou look'st upon thy wrist,
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then thinke upon thy Margery,
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Man.
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This poynt I will esteeme more deare,
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then all the jewells 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 Margerie.
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Maid.
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When you do walke in the Spanish street,
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and many Gallants passe you by,
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Your Chamber decks and Musick sweet,
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then you'le forget your Margerie.
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Man.
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I prethee harpe not on that string,
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these words doth touch my heart full nye,
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For I esteeme no worldly thing,
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so much as I do sweet Margery,
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Maid.
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Sweet-Love forgive that word unkind,
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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 Margerie.
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Man.
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I have seven Ships upon the Sea,
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and all are laden to the brim,
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I am so inflam'd with Love of thee,
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I care not whether they sinke or swim.
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Maid.
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Henceforth ile ne're mistrust thee more,
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nor question thy true Loyalty,
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Whereever thou art on Sea or Shore,
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thou'lt thinke upon thy Margery.
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Man:
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If any Knight or Gentleman,
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do passe the Seas to my Country,
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Ile write a Letter with mine owne hand,
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and send it safe to Margery.
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Maid.
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O, how I shall that Letter kisse,
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so soone as ever I it spie,
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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 valour 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 wisht before I had kist,
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that love had bin so deare to win,
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My heart I would, have clos'd in gold,
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and pin'd 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 kisse thy sugured lips,
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and take thy absents 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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