Love and Gallantry: OR, A Noble Seaman's last adieu to his Mistris, at the time of his being unfortunately drowned in the Last Engagement with the Dutch. With her passionate answer thereunto.  
To the Tune of, farewell my Calista.  
 body of a man lying on an elaborate bier  blazon bearing a lion and a ship  


farewell my Clar●nda my life and my soul,  
I am plunged in the sea& on surges must roll  
Severe is my Fate, yet the waves do not blame,  
Though they drown me they cannot extinguish my  
Through secret paths, to blessed regions above, slame  
I wander, yet still must remember my Love:  
When the charming Beauties of Angels I see,  
How can I my dearest but think upon thee?   

Sometimes from those mansions I hope to descend  
To whisper my Love in the ears of my friend;  
To Court her pure soul on that delicate theme,  
In the welcome delight of an amorous Dream,  
To far the cool air on her face as she lies,  
And aclowledge myself still a slave to her eyes:  
Too gross is the Love and too drossy the fire,  
That banquishe● soon as the breath doth expire,   

The deeds I have done I lead upon score,  
And am hearty sorry I made them no more;  
For th● best of all Princes I fought in whose cause  
Even Coward would die for to merit applause:  
May good success equal the rig●t of his Arms,  
And providence ever protect him from harms.  
some generous thoughts in ons soul it most bring  
To love such a Mistiss, and serve such a King   

Whilst thundering Cannons rung out my ●ad knel  
I kept time with Broad-sides their fury to quell:  
I feared not the Bullets and thought no surprise,  
Could equal those darts that were sh●t from th●ne eyes  
Alas what more terror in death could there be,  
When before I was killed by my absence from thee:  
Thus resolved I lay down on a wa●ry Pillow,  
And wae rocked to eternal sleep with a Billow.   
 a ship  portrait of a woman with markings on her face  

TIs far nobler methinks thus bravely to die,  
courageously fighting a bold Enemy:  
Than that our lifes Taper should dully blaze out,  
By fever, Consumption, Scurvy, or Gout:  
I hate all delays, and do welcome that death,  
That comes on a sudden and puffs out ones breath:  
Yet to sweeten my fall kind fate did decree,  
I should not be wounded by any but thee.   

If the Waves to the shore my dead body shall bear,  
And thy fair Eyes come to Embalm't with a tear,  
If with some kind wishes the Corps thou shalt view  
And aclowledge my love and my services true:  
I then shall rejoice not repined at my fate,  
And Princes may envy my happier state.  
For who would not die if sure he could be,  
But after his death to be loved by thee    

Her Answer.  

CAll not your Clarinda, your life and your soul,  
she dyes& turns statue to hear where you roll  
To bid her farewell, alas 'tis but vain,  
And remembering ●our love, but increases her pain:  
Fate cannot decree to commit such a wrong,  
unless it intend too to take me along,  
Our death as our life, such a sympathy bears,  
You are drowned in the Ocean,& I in my tears.   

In vain for thy safety, with vows,& with prayers,  
Have I interceded and brib d heavens ears,  
Sure Destiny takes a delight to oppress,  
The b●ave, and denieth the worthy success,  
Yet shall not the envy of Fate undermine,  
The Glory attends me in hading been thine:  
I never feared death should extinguish thy Love,  
for I know by my own that it endless would prove.   

The deeds thou hast done are recorded by famed,  
Which so loudly does echo thy glorious name,  
that the wondering world this famed truth shal approve  
Thy Valour was equalled by nought but thy Love:  
our merchants by thee were relievd from their fears  
The pirates did tremble, thou humbledst Algei●s,  
where poor Christian slaves shall thy memory bless  
released by thy conduct and freed from distress.   

In all the fierce wars with the Dutch we must own  
Thy courage as great and as gallantly shown,  
Full well to their cost when the enemy knew,  
and have cause to remember the blows of the Blew  
In brief thy exploits are so many and great,  
Thou only couldst die, for to make them compleat●  
Oh die! how twould grieve me, the did I not know  
This comfort from fate, that myself can die too.   

farewell loathsome life, for I only will stay,  
Once more to embrace these dear relics of day:  
To seal his could lips with a languishing kiss,  
And tell him I come to be his partner in Bliss,  
Then decently laid in his Grave from my eyes,  
A deluge of water shall presently rise:  
Whose high swelling Billows to Heaven being Hurlf●,  
Shall wast my soul over into a new world.   

Then meeting above in the seats of the blessed,  
Where lovers in peace may eternally rest,  
where wars are quiter banished,& where they need fear  
No wh●spering tongue, nor evesdropping Car,  
Where pleasures are graced with a permanent joy,  
And waters can't drown, nor can bullets destroy,  
There sinkt in 〈◇〉 ●thers kind arms will we sit,  
whilst our fanci●s each moment new blisses beget     

P●inted ●●r Phillip ●●●●x●by in West-smith-fiel●