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POPUT.AR SONGS. 293
THE SAILOR'S TEAR.
He leapM into bis boat as it lay upon the strand,
But oh ! his heart was far away with friends upon
the lanrl ;
He thoui,'-hl; of those he lov'd the best, a wife and
infant dear,
And fceliiij^ fiU'd the sailor's breast, the sailor's eye
a tear.
They stood upon the far off cliff and wav'd a 'ker-
chief white,
And gaz'd upon his gallant bark till she was out of
sight ;
The sailor cast a look behind, no longer saw them
near.
Then rais'd the canvass to his eye and wip'd away
a tear.
E'er long o'er ocean's blue expanse his sturdy bark
had sped,
The gallant sailor, from her prow, descries a sail
a-head ;
And then he rais'd his mighty arm, for Britain's foes
were near.
Aye then he rais'd his arm, but not to wipe away a
tear.
JESSICA'S SONG IN THE MERCHANT OF
VENICE.
Haste, Lorenzo I baste away!
To my longing arms repair :
With impatience I shall die ;
Come and soothe thy Jessy's care.
Let me, then, in wanton play,
Sigh and gaze my soul away.