fare thee well my dearest dear


Fare thee well, my dearest dear, fare thee well, adieu,
For I must go to sea for the sake of you.
Love, bear a patient heart, for you must bear the smart,
Since you and I must part, my turtle dove.

Here's silver and bright gold, houses and land,
What more can you desire, love? Don't complain.
With jewels to your hand, and maids at your command,
That you may think of me when I am gone.

Your gold shall count as dust when that you are fled,
Your absence proves me lost and strikes me dead.
And when you are from home, your servants I'll have none.
I'll rather live alone than in company.

So nimbly then she's dressed all in man's attire,
All for to go to sea was her heart's desire.
She cut her lovely hair, and no mistrust was there
That she a maiden were, all at the time.

To Venice we were bound with our hearts' content,
No thought of ship being wrecked, away we went.
From London but one day, our ship was cast away,
Which caused our lives to lay in discontent.

For our ship was cast away, misfortune it did frown,
For I did swim to shore but she was drowned.
Now she lies in the deep in everlasting sleep,
Which causes me to weep for evermore.

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Un homme doit partir en mer, mais avant de partir il dit à sa mie qu’il lui laisse son argent, ses maisons, les domestiques. “Tout ça sert à rien” dit-elle “si tu n’es pas là”.
Elle s’habille en tenue d’homme, coupe ses cheveux et part avec lui.
Mais à un seul jour de Londres il y a un naufrage, le bateau coule. Il se sauve, mais elle se noie.
Tout ce qu’il lui reste est de pleurer.