Ye Gods above protect the widow, And with pity look on me, Help me, help me out of trouble, And out of all calamity. For by the death of my brave Parker, Fortune has proved to me unkind, Tho’ doom’d by law he was to suffer I can’t erase him from my mind. Parker he was my joyful husband, My bosom friend I love so dear; At the awful moment he was going to suffer I was not allowed to come near. In vain I strove, in vain I ask’d Three times o’er and o’er again, But they replied you must be denied, You must return on shore again. First time I ’tempted my love to see I was obliged to go away, Oppres’t with grief and broken hearted To think that they should me stay. I thought I saw the yellow flag flying, A signal for those who was to die; A gun was fired as they required, As the time it did draw nigh. The boatswain did his best endeavour To get me on shore without delay, When I stood trembling and confounded, Ready to take his body away. Though his trembling hand did wave As a signal of farewell, The grief I suffered at this moment No heart can paint, no tongue can tell. My fleeting spirit I thought would follow The soul of him I lov’d most dear, No friend or neighbour would come nigh me, For to ease me of grief or care. Every moment I thought an hour Till the law its course had run; I wished to finish the doleful task His imprudence first began. In the dead of the night ’tis silent, And all the world are fast asleep; My trembling heart that knows no comfort O’er his grave does often weep. Each lingering minute that passes Brings me nearer to his grave, Where we shall shine in endless glory, Never to be parted more. Farewell Parker, thou bright genius, That was once my only pride; Tho’ parted now it won’t be long E’er I’m buried by thy side. All you that see my tender ditty, Don’t laugh at me in disdain, But look down with eyes of pity, For it is my only claim. Pitts, Printer, Toy and Marble Warehouse, 9, Great St. Andrew Street, Seven Dials. Trial and Execution of Mary Nott, for the dreadful Murder of a French emigrant; and the Trial and Execution of Richard Ludman and Eleanor Hughes, for the Murder of George Hebner in a Brothel.