OH! WOULD I WERE UPON THE DECK.
I.
Oh! would I were upon the deck
Of that frail barque which carries thee;
On shore I dream of storm and wreck,
But at thy side how brave I'd be.
Do not dread a woman's tears,
Do not dread a woman's fears;
For thou shalt see how brave I'll be,
Then, dearest, let me go with thee,
For thou shalt see how brave I'll be.
II.
I'd be the first should foes appear
To bid thee chase, enslave, or kill;
For though his safety may be dear,
My lover's fame is dearer still.
Do not dread a woman's tears, &c.
