THE Unchangeable Lovers,  
No stormy winds can fright the seaman bold  
Nor can his mind be easily controlled,  
His love is settled, ne'er to change his mind  
Whilst Amarillis voweth to be kind.  
Tune, Cloris awake.  
 

DEar Comfort I must,  
though it grieves me to go,  
To leave thee behind me  
breeds sorrow and woe,  
But the greatest of Storms  
shall ne'er cause me to fear,  
For i'll cheer up my heart  
with the thoughts of my dear.   

When the winds they do blow  
and the Billows do roar,  
If I call but to mind  
My dear Love on the Shore  
My heart will rejoice,  
and i'll banish all fear,  
In hopes to return  
to my love and my dear.   

Then be but as Loyal  
as i'll be to thee,  
And nothing but death  
shall e'er part thee and me,  
If women like Angels  
to me should appear,  
Yet still i'll be true  
to my Love and my Dear.   

'tis true that we Sailors  
strange wonders do see,  
And strangers oft kind  
to the English will be,  
But the beauties of Venice  
can never come near  
Thy feature, my Darling  
my Love and my dear.   
 

Believe what I say  
my heart's chiefest delight  
That think on thee still  
both by day and by night  
For at home and abroad  
it shall always appear,  
That I will be true  
to my love and my dear.   

The Maidens Answer.  
I hear my true love  
this most sorrowful news,  
Which makes me lament,  
alas, how can I choose,  
The Seas I do fear  
will my comforts destroy,  
And rob me at last  
of my comfort and joy.   

Oh! when thou art absent  
what joy can I find,  
Or what can give ease  
to my troubled mind,  
ev'ry wind that doth blow  
will my pleasures destroy,  
For fear I should lose  
my delight and my joy.   

Go thou but to Venice  
thou never shalt find  
A lover so true or  
so faithful and kind.  
Though at first I did seem  
to be childish and coy,  
Thou now art my comfort,  
my love and my joy.   

Then never forsake me  
for profit or gain,  
Nor leave thy true love  
for the wealth of the main,  
A jewel to love  
is an absolute Toy,  
Then never forsake me  
my love and my joy.   

But if thou wilt go  
to the Seas that do rage,  
Give me but thy promise,  
and firmly engage,  
Then i'll wait thy return,  
nothing shall me annoy,  
But I constant will prove  
to my comfort and joy,   

Such Loyalty never  
by any was shown  
As i'll show to thee,  
for I love thee alone,  
When we once are fast tied,  
i'll applaud the blind Boy,  
That taught me to love  
thee my comfort and joy.    

Printed for J. Conyers at the black Rave in Duck-lane.