cross’d;
Who kiss’d him at parting, and vow’d he could bring her
No jewel so dear as the one she then lost!
No, no! ’tis a sweetheart, his soul’s cherish’d treasure,
Those full melting notes... hark! he breathes them
again!
So mournful, and yet they’re prolong’d with such plea
sure........
Oh, nothing but love could have prompted the strain.
Yet, whate’er be the cause of thy sadness, young seaman,