The Gallant SEAMANs Resolution;
Whose full Intent was,
To try his Fortune at SEA, and at his Return marry his Lanlady
If Heaven be pleas'd to bless him with his life,
None but his Lanlady shall be his Wife:
She being a Widow, as tis understood,
Of Carriage and Behaviour very good.
To the Tune, Think on thy Loving Lanlady, etc.
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A Gallant Youth at Gravesend liv'd,
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a Seaman neither rich nor poor;
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But when his means was almost spent,
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he bravely went to Sea for more:
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Turn to thy Love and take a kiss,
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this Gold about thy wrist i'll tye;
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And always when thou look'st on this,
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think on thy loving Lanlady.
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His Father being dead and gone,
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he lov'd his Mother as his life,
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And did maintain her gallantly;
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it was well known he had no Wife:
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Turn to thy Love, etc.
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He was belov'd of Rich and Poor,
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and still kept company with the best,
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A gallant Widow in the Town,
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her love unto him thus exprest:
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Turn to thy Love, etc.
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Young Man could I thy favour win,
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or might thy company but crave,
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To come and live at home with me,
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i'll make thee Lord of all I have:
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Turn to thy Love, etc.
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Fair Mistress, I am for the Seas,
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here's Gold and Silver in my hand,
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And when the Drums & Trumpets sound
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I[']ll bid adieu to fair England:
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And if thou wilt with patience stay,
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till I from Sea return again;
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For every kiss thou lendest me,
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I will repay thee ten times ten.
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Do but resolve to stay at home,
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I'll put another in thy place,
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No, that will be a shame, quoth he,
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and to my name a foul disgrace:
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Turn to thy Love, etc.
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I Have five hundred pound at least,
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of Silver which I never told,
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Besides I have in store for thee,
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five hundred pound in good red Gold:
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Turn to thy love, etc.
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If you could give me all the wealth,
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that ever Europe did afford:
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A faithful promise I have made,
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and I will not be worse than my word.
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And if thou wilt, etc.
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If neither strength nor policy,
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can further me in my design,
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Remain a constant friend to me,
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and I forever will be thine:
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Turn to thy love, etc.
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And whilst that breath and life doth last,
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to me this thing i'le verifie;
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Though you at Sea, and I on shore,
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I'le pray for thy prosperity:
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Turn to thy love, etc.
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Heaven bless the Ship thou sailest in,
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whether it swim with wind or tide,
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And all that with thee comes or goes,
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I hope that Neptune will them guide:
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Turn to thy love, etc.
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From Pyrates knocks, and bloody blows,
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great Mars protect thee still,
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Nor may Quick-sands or stony Rocks,
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have power to do thee any ill.
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Turn to thy love, etc.
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And whilst that thou art far away,
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in Holland, Flanders, France or Spain,
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As thou in safety didst launch forth,
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heaven bring thee safely home again.
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Turn to thy love, etc.
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