Sailor dear, with The answer/The sailor dear

THE SAILOR DEAR.
tune-the vicar and moses.

YE maidens pretty,
in town and city,
Pray hear with pity my strain,
A maid confounded,
In sorrow drowned.
And deeply wounded with grief and pain.

'Tis for the sake,
Of a lovely sailor,
I'm still bewailing with melting tears,
Whilst other maidens
Are fondly playing.
I'm grieving for my sailor dear.

In dales and allies,
Thro' shades and vallies,
And around each lovely grove,
Roll'd in sweet flowers,
In rural bowers,
We've spent sweet hours in mutual love,

But now my dearest
Has cross'd the ocean,
And left his jewel rendering here,
Curs'd wars alarms,
Depriv'd my arms
⟨Of⟩ my sweet charming sailor dear.

Though he did leave me,
I don't blame him,
⟨Because⟩ my darling was forced away;
'Twas for my fortune,
My greedy parents.
⟨Contriv'd⟩ to have him sent to sea,

Five thousand pounds
Left by an uncle,
Besides four hundred pounds a year,
'Twas for that reason,
They do despise him,
⟨As⟩ he's beneath them my sailor dear

May every vengeance
Be their attendance,
That sent my jewel to plow the main.
For worldly treasure,
And my displeasure,
They'd forfeit all for the love of gain,

Could I command
The wealth of the Indies,
And once my darling to appear,
I would give it all
To my dearest jewel,
And join in marriage with my sailor dear.

My hard hearted father
Gave special order,
That I should closely confined be,
Within my chamber,
For fear of danger.
Or least I should my darling see.

Thirteen long weeks
On bread and water.
I liv'd, and had no other cheer,
O cruel usage
To give a daughter,
For the love I bore to my sailor dear.

Fortune befriend him,
Always attend him
And still defend him where'er he goes.
By land and water,
May angels guard him,
While he's in the wars with his daring foes.

O that I were but
A nimble sailor,
No fears and dangers would I fear,
I'd freely enter,
And boldly venture,
To search the seas for my sailor dear,

Since to my jewel,
My friends are cruel,
I grieve alone with a heavy heart,
And fickle fortune
Which is uncertain,
Through which my jewel and I did part.

No man shall ever
Obtain my favour,
My heart is loyal and sincere,
Till death destroy me,
None shall enjoy me,
Except my jolly sailor dear.