No 44 THE BROKEN TOKEN

1 One summer evening, a maiden fair Was walking forth in the balmy air, She met a sailor upon the way; 'Maiden stay' he whispered, 'Maiden stay' he whispered 'O pretty maiden, stay!' 2 'Why art thou walking abroad alone? The stars are shining, the day is done,' O then her tears they began to flow; For a dark eyed sailor, For a dark eyed sailor Had filled her heart with woe. 3 'Three years are pass'd since he left this land, A ring of gold he took off my hand, He broke the token, a half to keep, Half he bade me treasure, Half he bade me treasure, Then crossed the briny deep.' 4 'O drive him damsel from out your mind, For men are changeful as is the wind, And love, inconstant will quickly grow Cold as winter morning Cold as winter morning When lands are white with snow.' 5 'Above the snow is the holly seen, In bitter blast it abideth green, And blood-red drops it as berries bears So my aching bosom, So my aching bosom, Its truth and sorrow wears.' 6 Then half the ring did the sailor show, Away with weeping and sorrow now! 'In bands of marriage united we Like the broken Token Like the broken Token In one shall welded be.'