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Cease, Cælia, cease ; restrain thy flowing tears,
He's dead. Oh tay him gently in the ground ! And may his tomb be by this verse renown's : “ Here Shock, the pride of all his kind, is laid ; ** Who fawn'd like man, but ne'er like man betray'd.”
SONGS AND BALLADS.
SWEET WILLIAM’S FAREWELL
TO BLACK-EYED SUSAN.
ALL in the Downs the fleet was moor’d
Oh! where shall I my true-love find?
among William, who high upon the yard
Rock'd with the billow to and fro,
He figh’d, and cast his eyes below:
Shuts close his pinions to his breast
And drops at once into her nest.
O Susan, O Susan, Susan, lovely dear,
My vows shall ever true remain ;
We only part to meet again..
Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind,
In every port a miftress find:
Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright,
Thy skin is ivory so white. Thus
every beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my foul some charm of lovely Sue. Though battle call me from thy arms,
Let not my pretty Susan mourn;
William shall to his Dear return.
The sails their swelling bosom spread;
They kiss’d, she figh’d, he hung his head.
A B AL
A B A L L A D, FROM THE WHAT-D'YE-CALL-IT.
With hollow blafts of wind;
All on a rock reclin'd.
She cast a wifful look ;
That trembled o'er the brook.
And nine long tedious days. Why didst thou, venturous lover,
Why didst thou trust the seas ?
And let my lover rest:
To that within my breast?
Sees tempests in despair ;
some coast be laid on, Where gold and diamonds grow, You'd find a richer maiden,
But none that loves you so.
How can they say that nature
Has nothing made in vain ; Why then beneath the water
Should hideous rocks remain ? No eyes
the rocks discover, That lurk beneath the deep, To wreck the wandering lover,
And leave the maid to weep. All melancholy lying,
Thus wail'd she for her dear ;
Each billow with a tear ;
His floating corpse she spy'd ;
She bow'd her head, and dy'd.
THE LADY'S LAMENTATION.
A B A L L A D.
PHYLLIDA, that lov'd to dream
In the grove, or by the stream;
Water and a willow?
Which sweet woodbine covers.