The early poems of John Clare 1804-1822: General editor Eric Robinson: Edited by Eric Robinson and David Powell: Associate editor Margaret Grainger |
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[Young Nanceys William for a Sailor press'd]
Young Nanceys William for a Sailor press'd
First bound on board the royal Charlotte lay
She like a widow'd bird alone distrest
In mournful wailings sorrow'd night & day
But [OMITTED] proves a friend & interferes
In Loves behalf to tell her where he lyes
And soon as she the welcome tidings hears
As swift as Lightning darting from the skies
Fearless of Dangers off the Charmer flies
And soon the Fleet & soon the ship she spies
First bound on board the royal Charlotte lay
She like a widow'd bird alone distrest
In mournful wailings sorrow'd night & day
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In Loves behalf to tell her where he lyes
And soon as she the welcome tidings hears
As swift as Lightning darting from the skies
Fearless of Dangers off the Charmer flies
And soon the Fleet & soon the ship she spies
And soon the Royal Charlotte is adorn'd
With charms unknown in Ship or fleet before
The sweetest Angel that was ever form'd
Upon her Decks Lost William does implore
The Hardy Sailors round about her stands
And all their hardness softens from her eyes
While she in sorrow wrung her Lilly hands
And O you've press'd My William here she cries
O William William more than worlds to me
I'll perish here if Im denied of thee
With charms unknown in Ship or fleet before
The sweetest Angel that was ever form'd
Upon her Decks Lost William does implore
The Hardy Sailors round about her stands
And all their hardness softens from her eyes
While she in sorrow wrung her Lilly hands
And O you've press'd My William here she cries
O William William more than worlds to me
I'll perish here if Im denied of thee
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