The Seamen and Soudiers Last Farewell to their Dearest Jewels.  
He must be gone, the Fates have so decreed,  
To serve his King and Country in their need:  
In fight against the Dutch upon the Main,  
Yet he's in hopes to see his Love again:  
He cheers her up, and bids she should not Mourn,  
But wait with patience for his safe return.  
The tune is, I am so deep in Love, or, Cupid's Courtesy  
 
 

FArewel my dearest dear,  
now I must leave thee,  
Thy sight I must forbear  
although it grives me:  
From thy embraces love  
shall be parted:  
Yet will I constant prove  
and be truehearted.   

My fortune I will try  
upon the Ocean,  
And fight most valiantly  
to gain promotion;  
My dearest blood i'll spend  
for this our Nation,  
My Country to defend  
from Foes invasion.   

Princes of high renown  
are now engaged,  
To pull the courage down  
of Foes enraged:  
Dukes, Lords & gentry high,  
all are preparing  
Their valour for to try,  
no cost is sparing.   

Why should I grudge to fight  
under the Banners,  
Of such approved Knights  
and brave Commanders:  
My chanceI mean to try,  
I scorn to hide me,  
I'll face the Enemy  
what ere betid me,   
 
 

WHen I am on the Seas  
in hail and thunder,  
Where storms do raise the waves  
to all men's wonder,  
When Billows brush the sky  
and tempests threat me,  
Still on thy name I'll cry  
I'll nor forget thee   

Though Hogan Mogan States  
do drag and bluster,  
And call upon their Mates  
forces to muster,  
We ' I make them for to know  
we can disturb them,  
Once again they must bow  
England will curb them.   

In midst of skirmish hot  
when blows are dealing,  
Fiery balls fly about  
and ships are realing:  
When Cannons are roaring  
and bullets are flying,  
He that will honour win  
Must not fear dying.   

My dearest do not moan  
let not grief move thee,  
When I am from thee gone  
still I will love thee,  
If fortune me befriend,  
thou mayst he certain  
He often to thee send  
after our parting.   

Thy Love I'll think upon  
in greatest danger,  
When I am from thee gone  
I'll Love no stranger,  
No flesh alive shall make  
me prove unconstant;  
I will wait for thy sake,  
till the last instant,   

This piece of Gold we'll break,  
love, nor a token,  
Which as a pledge we'll keep  
of faith unbroken,  
When thou the same dost see  
in my long absence,  
Then love remember me  
though at a distance.   

Hark how the Drums do beat  
with Trumpets sounding  
Soldiers in furious heat  
foes would be wounding  
From thy sweet company  
although it grieves me  
I must divided be  
and forced to leave thee,   

My Captain calls away  
in hast they hurry  
To march without delay  
I may not tarry,  
Patiently thou must hear  
love, leave thy weeping,  
Farewell my dearest dear,  
till our next meeting.   
Finis  
With Allowance.   

Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, R. Gilbertson and I. Wright.