Love and gallantry: or, A noble seaman's last adieu to his mistris at the time of his being unfortunately drowned in the last engagement with the Dutch. With her passionate answer thereunto. To the tune of, Farewel my Calista.

Love and Gallantry : OR , A Noble Seaman's last adieu to his Mistris , at the time of his being unfortunately drowned in the Last Engagement with the Dutch . With her passionate answer thereunto . To the Tune of , Farewel my Calista .

body of a man lying on an elaborate bier

blazon bearing a lion and a ship

FArewel my Clar●nda my life and my soul , I am plung'd in the sea & on surges must rowl Severe is my Fate , yet the waves do not blame , Though they drown me they cannot extinguish my Through secret paths , to blest regions above , slame I wander , yet still must remember my Love : When the charming Beauties of Angels I see , How can I my dearest but think upon thee ? Sometimes from those mansions I hope to descend To whisper my Love in the ears of my friend ; To Court her pure soul on that delicate Theam , In the welcome delighte of an amorous Dream , To far the cool air on her face as she lies , And acknowledge my self still a slave to her eyes : Too gross is the Love and too drossie the fire , That banquishe● soon as the breath doth expire , The deeds I have done I leade upon score , And am heartily sorry I made them no more ; For th● best of all Princes I fought in whose cause Even Coward would dye for to merit applause : May good success equal the rig●t of his Arms , And providence ever protect him from harms . some generous thoughts in ons soul it most bring To love such a Mistiss , and serve such a King Whilst thundering Cannons rung out my ●ad knel I kept time with Broad-sides their fury to quell : I fear'd not the Bullets and thought no surprize , Could equal those darts that were sh●t from th●ne eys Alas what more Terrour in death could there be , When before I was kill'd by my absence from thée : Thus resolv'd I lay down on a wa●ry Pillow , And wae rockt to eternal sléep with a Billow .

a ship

portrait of a woman with markings on her face

TIs far nobler methinks thus bravely to dye , Couragiously fighting a bold Enemy : Than that our lifes Taper should dully blaze out , By Feaver , Consumption , Scurvy , or Gout : I hate all delays , and do welcome that death , That comes on a sudden and puffs out ones breath : Yet to sweeten my fall kind fate did decree , I should not be wounded by any but thee . If the Waves to the shoar my dead body shall bear , And thy fair Eyes come to Embalm't with a tear , If with some kind wishes the Corps thou shalt view And acknowledge my love and my services true : I then shall rejoyce not repine at my fate , And Princes may envy my happier state . For who would not dye if sure he could be , But after his death to be loved by thee

Her Answer . CAll not your Clarinda , your life and your soul , she dyes & turns statue to hear where you rowl To bid her farewel , alas 't is but vain , And remembring ●our love , but encreases her pain : Fate cannot decree to commit such a wrong , Vnless it intend too to take me along , Our death as our life , such a simpathy bears , You are drown'd in the Ocean , & I in my tears . In vain for thy safety , with vows , & with prayers , Have I interceeded and brib d heavens ears , Sure Destiny takes a delight to oppresse , The b●ave , and denyeth the worthy successe , Yet shall not the envy of Fate undermine , The Glory attends me in hading been thine : I never fear'd death should extinguish thy Love , for I know by my own that it endless would prove . The deeds thou hast done are recorded by Fame , Which so loudly does eccho thy glorious name , that the wondring world this fam'd truth shal aprove Thy Valour was equal'd by nought but thy Love : our merchants by thée were relievd from their fears The Pyrates did tremble , thou humbledst Algei●s , where poor Christian slaves shall thy memory bless Releas'd by thy conduct and fréed from distress . In all the fierce warrs with the Dutch we must own Thy courage as great and as gallantly shown , Full well to their cost when the enemy knew , and have cause to remember the blows of the Blew In brief thy exploits are so many and great , Thou only couldst dye , for to make them compleat● Oh dye ! how t would grieve me , the did I not know This comfort from fate , that my self can dye too . Farewel loathsome life , for I only will stay , Once more to embrace these dear reliques of clay : To seal his cold lips with a languishing kiss , And tell him I come to be his partner in Bliss , Then decently laid in his Grave from my eyes , A deluge of water shall presently rise : Whose high swelling Billows to Heaven being Hurlf● , Shall wast my soul over into a new world . Then meeting above in the seats of the blest , Where lovers in peace may eternally rest , where wars are quite banisht , & where thay néed fear No wh●spering tongue , nor evesdropping Car , Where pleasures are grac'd with a permanent joy , And waters can't drown , nor can bullets destroy , There sinkt in 〈◇〉 ●thers kind arms will we sit , whilst our fanci●s each moment new blisses beget