Our land it would invaded be if sea-men were not stout; We let our friends come in on sea, and keep our foes without; Our privilege upon the seas we bravely do maintain, And can enlarge it when we please in Royal Charles his reign. _A sea-man hath [a valiant heart], etc._ Such countries as do lie remote doth tremble at our fame, For we have taught them all to note ’tis England bears the name: In foreign parts where ere we come our valour is well known, What ere they be they dare not mumm, if we say all’s our own. _A sea-man hath [a valiant heart], etc._ When as our ships with merchandize are safely come to shore, No men like us under the skies to drink, to sing, and rore; Good wine and beer we freely tope, until the ground look blew: We value neither Turk nor Pope, we are a jovial crew. _A sea-man hath [a valiant heart], etc._ We kiss our wives when we return, who long for us did wait, And he that’s single need not mourn, he cannot want a mate: Young women still are wondrous kinde to sea-men in their need; And sure it shows a courteous minde to do a friendly deed. _A sea-man hath [a valiant heart], etc._ With pretty, courteous, dainty knacks we please the females well, We know what longing women lacks, most surely we can tell; A sea-man is a cock o’ th’ game, young maidens find it true; We never are so much to blame to let them want their due. _A sea-man hath [a valiant heart], etc._ Thus, gallant sea-men, I have spread abroad your high renown, Which shall survive when you are dead, and gain a lasting crown: Your praise to future ages shall most gloriously appear; Then courage, noble sea-men all, ’tis you I love most dear. _A sea-man hath a valiant heart, and bears a noble minde He scorneth once to shrink or start for any stormy wind._ _NEPTUNE’S RAGING FURY; OR, THE GALLANT SEAMAN’S SUFFERINGS._ You gentlemen of England, that lives at home at ease, Full little do you think upon the dangers of the seas: Give ear unto the marriners, and they will plainly show, The cares and the fears _when the stormy winds do blow_. All you that will be seamen must bear a valiant heart, For when you come upon the seas you must not think to start, Nor once to be faint-hearted in hail, rain, or snow, Nor to shrink, nor to shrink _when the stormy winds do blow_. The bitter storms and tempests poor seamen must endure, Both day and night, with many a fright, we seldom rest secure; Our sleep it is disturbed with visions strange to know, And with dreams on the streams, _when the stormy winds do blow_.