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<DATE>2008-10-04</DATE>
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<NAME>John Pas</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B080844.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>The Loyal Lovers Farewel, Or, The True Lovers Mournful Ditty, For the ab&s;ence of her Deare&s;t Love, who upon &s;ome importunate occa&s;ion was forc'd to cro&s;s the Seas.</HEAD>
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<LG>
<L><HI>The young-man he in &s;orrow here bewails</HI></L>
<L><HI>The ab&s;ence of his Love, while that &s;he &s;ails</HI></L>
<L><HI>On &s;urging waves, he is oppre&s;t with fear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Lea&s;t in a &s;torm they &s;hould &s;hipwrak his dear.</HI></L>
<L><HI>But then with hopes to mittigate his pain,</HI></L>
<L><HI>He prays kind <HI>Neptune</HI> guard her o're the main</HI></L>
<L><HI>And that no danger e're may her annoy,</HI></L>
<L><HI>But in &s;afety return to Crown his Joy.</HI></L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, Bright was the Morning.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>BRight was the morning, cool the air,</L>
<L>&s;erene was all the Shy,</L>
<L>When on the Waves I left my fair,</L>
<L>the center of my joy:</L>
<L>Heaven and Nature &s;miling were,</L>
<L>and nothing &s;ad but I.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Each Ro&s;ie Field its odours &s;pread,</L>
<L>all fragrant was the &s;hore,</L>
<L>Each River God ro&s;e from his Bed,</L>
<L>and &s;igh'd and own'd his power:</L>
<L>Curling their waves, they deckt their head</L>
<L>as proud of what they bore.</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Boreas</HI> his blu&s;tering Minds had lay'd</L>
<L>but blew a plea&s;ant Gale,</L>
<L>Fanning the Streamers &s;weetly play'd</L>
<L>and fill'd each &s;welling Sail;</L>
<L>Then leaving me, farewel, &s;he &s;aid,</L>
<L>her ab&s;ence to bewail.</L>
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<LG>
<L>And from my eyes dropping a tear,</L>
<L>I forced was to part</L>
<L>With her whom I do love &s;o dear,</L>
<L>and doth enjoy my heart;</L>
<L>In a &s;ad Labyrinth of fear,</L>
<L>which cau&s;es all my &s;mart.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Lea&s;t that Dame Fortune fickle prove,</L>
<L>e'er &s;he the Seas have cro&s;t,</L>
<L>And by a Storm the Waves do move,</L>
<L>and &s;he on them be to&s;t;</L>
<L>Then in di&s;tre&s;s will be my love,</L>
<L>in danger to be lo&s;t.</L>
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<LG>
<L>When &s;tormy winds do blu&s;tering blow</L>
<L>and Billows they do ri&s;e,</L>
<L>The raging waves no pitty &s;how,</L>
<L>when mounting to the Skies;</L>
<L>All the&s;e &s;ad fears create my woe,</L>
<L>while tears flow from my eyes.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Then to that &s;ilent Grove &s;traight I,</L>
<L>in di&s;content repair,</L>
<L>Where I have oft mo&s;t lovingly,</L>
<L>with joy embrac'd my fair;</L>
<L>For it was her &s;weet Company,</L>
<L>that vani&s;h'd all my care.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O cruel Fate, to me unkind,</L>
<L>to rob me of my dear,</L>
<L>Leaving me here in grief behind,</L>
<L>till &s;he again appear;</L>
<L>For to my grief, alas, I find,</L>
<L>each minute &s;eems a year.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Nor can I e're my grief unfold,</L>
<L>her ab&s;ence is my pain,</L>
<L>Nor can my joy be ever told,</L>
<L>when &s;he returns again,</L>
<L>Prizing her more than all the Gold,</L>
<L>the <HI>Indies</HI> doth contain.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And may all happine&s;s attend</L>
<L>on her whom I adore,</L>
<L>While I in tears my time do &s;pend,</L>
<L>oft Walking on the &s;hore:</L>
<L>Viewing the waves with &s;ighs, do &s;end</L>
<L>a thou&s;and wi&s;hes o're.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Glide on ye waters, bear the&s;e lines,</L>
<L>and tell her I'm di&s;tre&s;t,</L>
<L>Bear all my &s;ighs ye gentle winds,</L>
<L>wa&s;t them to her fair brea&s;t;</L>
<L>Tell her if e're &s;he prove unkind,</L>
<L>I never &s;hall have re&s;t.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Guard her kind <HI>Neptune</HI> then, that &s;he</L>
<L>may ble&s;s me with her Charms,</L>
<L>Guide her from flocks and dangers free</L>
<L>or any other harms;</L>
<L>Bring her with &s;peed o're the wide Sea</L>
<L>in &s;afety to my Arms.</L>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P><HI>Licen&s;ed according to order.</HI></P>
<P><HI>Printed for</HI> I. Blare, <HI>at the Looking-gla&s;s on</HI> London-Bridge.</P>
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