The Lass o' Arranteinie/Tom Starboard

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TOM STARBOARD.

Tom Starboard was a lover true,As brave a tar as ever sail'd;The duties ablest seamen doTom did, and never yet had fail'd.But wreck'd as he was homeward bound,Within a league of England's coast,Love sav'd him sure from being drown'd,For more than half the crew were lost.
In fight Tom Starboard knew no fear;Nay, when he lost an arm, resign’d,Said, love for Nan, his only dear,Had sav'd his life, and Fate was kind.And now, tho' wreck'd, yet Tom, return'd,Of all past dangers made a joke;For still his manly bosom burn'dWith love—his heart was heart of oak.
His strength restor'd, Tom nobly ranTo cheer his bride, his destin'd bride;But false report had brought to Nan,Six months before, that Tom had died.With grief she daily pin'd away,No remedy her life could save;And Tom return'd the very dayThey laid his Nancy in the grave.
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