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REIGN OF CHARLES II. TO WILLIAM III. |
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PORTSMOUTH.
This tune is contained in the eleventh and subsequent editions of The Dancing Master.
I have not succeeded in finding the words, although there appears but little doubt of its having been a ballad-tune,—perhaps to some sailor's parting with his love at Portsmouth.
The following words were written to the air by Mr. John Oxenford:— |
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V;iin thought! the moments fly, love,-
A.11 are nearly gone; Alas! too soon shall I, love,
Find myself alone. But still my eyes to seek thee
Will wildly gaze around : Hard heart, will nothing break thee ?
Art with iron bound ? |
Nay, do not bid me hope, love,—
Hope I cannot bear; Nay, rather 1st me cope, love,
Boldly with despair. Should thoughts that may deceive me
Within my heart be nurs'd ? No,—leave me, dearest—leave me,
Now I know the worst. |
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