WHAT WILL YOU DO, LOVE?
What will you do. love, when I am going,
With white sails flowing, the seas beyond?
What will you do, love, when waves divide us,
And friends may chide us for being fond?
Tho' waves divide us. and friends be chiding.
In faith abiding. I'll still be true;
And '11 pray for thee on the stormy ocean,
Wi h deep devotion-that's what I'll do.
What will you do. love, if distant tidings
Th ' fond confidings should undermine?
And abiding 'neath sultry skiys
Should think other eyes as bright as thine?
Oh! name it not! though guilt and shame
Were on thy name. I'll still be true;
But that heart of thine, should another share it,
I could not bear it-what would I do?
What would you do, love, when home returning,
With hopes high burning, and wealth for you,
If my bark that bounded oer foreign foam,
Should be lost near home-oh! what would you do?
So thou wert spared. I'd bless the morrow,
In rant and sorrow that left me you;
And ! 'd welcome thee from the wasting billow,
Thy heart my pillow-that's what I'd do.