Song. in the Same

His sparkling eyes were dark as jet; Chica, Chica, Chica, Cho. Can I my comely Turk forget?— Oh! never, never, never, no! Did he not watch 'till Night did fall, And sail in silence on the Sea? Did he not climb our sea-girt wall, To talk so lovingly to me? O! his sparkling eyes, &c.

His lips were of the coral hue, His Teeth of ivory so white: But he was hurried from my view, Who gave to me so much delight! And, why should tender Lovers part! And why should Fathers cruel be! Why bid me banish from my heart A heart so full of Love for me! O! his sparkling eyes, &c.