Charles Dibdin

“ Before that we are marry’d let me your father see,
All fear is, now" miscarry’d, my heart is full of glee.
⁠So straight to her father the brisk young lady went,
And said,grant me one favour,do give your consent,
In love I am entangled with a sailor brave,
your consent to marry is all that I crave.
⁠Her father gave consent,to church they did repair,
Success attend the sailor and the lady fair,
Attended by her father the lady for to see,
He said, houses and riches all I give to thee. ”

“ For a curious rope-ladder I straightway espies,
⁠And miss Forward expecting her lover.
⁠⁠Then to each others arms they fly———
⁠⁠⁠“ My life, my soul, ah! ah!”———
⁠⁠Fine work, Miss Hot-upon’t,” cries I,
⁠⁠⁠I'll knock up your Papa.”
"No, you won't fare———“Yes, shall worthy old soul, to be treated in this manner.”———“Here, take this.”——— Oh! you villain, want to bribe an honest watchman, and with such a trifle too.-” Well, here's more.” More! you seem to be a spirited lad; now do you make her a good husband, I am glad you have tricked the old hunks-: I wish you safe to Gretna Green.” ”

“ Ere I'd left my poor plough, to go ploughing the deep,
⁠⁠⁠Where sweetly the Horn
⁠⁠⁠Call’d me up in the morn,
Ere I trusted the carpenter and the inconstant wind,
that made me for to go and leave my love behind.
At last safe I landed, and in a whole skin,
⁠Nor did I make aay long stay,
Ere I found! by a friend who I asked for my kin
⁠Father dead, and my wife run away!
Ah! who but thyself, said I, hast thou to blame?
Wives losing their husbands oft lose their good name,
⁠⁠⁠Ah! ”