Dim, dim is my eye
As the dew-drop once clear
Pale, pale is my cheek
Ever wet with the tear
And heavily heaves
This soft breast, once so gay
For William, my true love
My William away!

Sad. Sad was the hour
When he bade me adieu
While he hung on my bosom
And vow'd to be true;
My heart it seem’d bursting
On that fatal day
When the fast less'ning sail
Bore my William away

For honour my William
Braved danger and toil
And he fought and he fell
With the Lord of the Nile
To die for his country
In glory's bright day
My valiant sweet William
Count never dismay
Lament him, ye fair
And lament him, ye brave
Though unshrouded he lies
And the sea is his grave;
For the kind and true hearted
The gallant and gay
Lament, for my William’s
For ever away!