Till she came to the brink of the blue sea,
Saying, "I am forced to rove,
For the loss of my true love,
Who is but a simple ploughboy from the lea."
Now the first she did behold,
O it was a sailor bold,
"Have you seen my simple ploughboy?" then said she;
They have press'd him to the fleet,
Sent him tossing on the deep,
Who is but a simple ploughboy from the lea."