All in the Downs the fleet lay moored,
The
streamers waving in the wind,
When
black-eyed Susan came on board;
βOh,
where shall I my true-love find?
Tell me
you jovial sailors, tell me true
π If my sweet William π sails among your crew.β
1720 by John Gay
Wonderful photo. π
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Thanks Cee.
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