“ Intreating for mercy, saying What have I done
To you my dear Will, what makes you so severe,
To murder your true love that you lov'd so dear.
⁠He said, there's no time disputing to stand,
And instantly taking his knife in his hand,
He pierced her heart while the blood it did flow,
And into the grave her fair body did throw.
⁠He cover'd the body and home he did come,
Leaving none but the birds her death to bemoan,
On board of the Bedford he enter'd straightway,
Which lay at Portssmith, and bound for the sea. ”

“ Saying, here before me my Molly doth stand,
Poor injur'd ghost! thy pardon I crave
And soon shall follow thee down to the grave.
⁠There was none but the wretch did behold the sad sight.
Then roving distracted be died in the night ”

“ At leogth with his cunning her heart did betray,
Unto lewd desires be led her astay.
⁠But when with child this young damsel did prove,
The tidings immediately she sent to her love,
And by the good heavens he swore to be true,
Saying I will marry none other but you
⁠This past on a while at length we do hear,
The king wanted sailors, to sea he must steer,
Which griev'd the young damsel indeed to the heart,
To think with sweet Willy so soon for to part. ”