A traveller
bound across the Sound Cries, "Boatman, do not tarry! And Eagles three I'll give to thee To row us o'er the ferry." "Now who be ye would cross the flood This wild and stormy water?" "Hush man, I'm Secretary Good And this, the Douglas' daughter!"
"Three
days ago I asked her hand The chieftain bade me dry up! And should he find me where I stand He'd bung my other eye up!" Out spake the hardy boatman then "Come on, my buck, I'm ready! It is not for your Eagles bright But for your plucky lady!"
"And by
my word, the bonny bird Shall now find Fortune's frowns end So though the waves are raging white I'll row you to Port Townsend!" The chieftain after dinner sat Sipping his rum and water "But where's my Alice? Where's my pet? My daughter! Oh, my daughter!"
He to his
castle window hied He gazed out over the trellis And in a schooner, bobbing round Espied his daughter Alice. "What ho, my gallant Drake!" cried he "Quick to my house restore her Your sire of old explored yon coast Go catch me yon Explorer!"
"Now
haste, love, haste!" the lady cried "Oh, Charlie dear, I'd rather Get married on the other side Then taken back to father! And by the road, my sight is good Yon sternmost schooner, stuck in I'm sure I see the odious Drake I hope he'll get a ducking."
The night fell
dark; the lovers' barque By Cupid's aid befriended The land was made, the J.P. paid And all their troubles ended. And in the morn, the gallant Drake While brailing up his spanker Espied the lovers in a bay Quite cosily at anchor.
Quick
alongside impetuously He boarded in a passion "Come back!" said he; "I shan't!" said she "We're married Yankee fashion." "Ah! Is it so?" cried Drake. "Alas!" None destiny can master; Since Jonathan has tied you fast John Bull must tie you faster!"
"Come
back! It is your sire's command Though all our plans you've blighted And since you've been united here You'll there be reunited." Back then they came and in the Church Both Pa and Ma consenting The pair were wed, went home to bed And Drake was left lamenting.
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