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What though I am forc'd from my nation,I'll leave thee my heart behind,My sorrow I'll bear with patience,and strive to content my mind:Dear Bet, my love, make thyself easy,thy sighing is all in vain.I'll do my endeavour to please thee,when I come home again.
Having read out the letter she kiss'd it,and trembling with sad surprize;Ten thousand times over she blest it,with tears in her youthful eyes:Alas! how in tears she lamented,and oft-times will sigh and complain,And cry I shall ne'er be contented.till Billy comes home again.
One moment her hands she is wringing,for the loss of her only dear,The very next moment she's singing,just ready to pierce the air;Be kind to my true love, dear Neptune,conduct him safe over the main,For I shall never be happytill Billy comes home again
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GILDEROY.
Ah Chloris! could I now but sitas unconcern'd as when,Your infant beauty cou'd begetno happiness nor pain,
