To leave my dear girl, my country, and friends, And roam o'er the ocean, where toil never ends; To mount the high yards, when the whistle shall sound, Amidst the wild winds as they bluster around! My heart aches to think on't, but still I must go, For duty now calls me to face the proud foe: And so to my Winny I must bid adieu, In hopes when I'm gone she will think of Ned Pugh. That still she will think she is near to my heart, Tho' far from each other, alas! We must part, That next to my duty, my thoughts she will share, My love and my glory both centre in her! And should I return with some hits from Mountseer, I know I shall meet with a smile and a tear; Or if I should fall then dear Winny adieu! I know when I'm gone you'll remember Ned Pugh.
- by Anne Hunter (1742 - 1821) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Ludwig van Beethoven (1770 - 1827), "Ned Pugh's Farewell", WoO. 155 (26 Walisische Lieder) no. 10 (1809-10). [text verified 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):
- GER German (Deutsch) (G. Pertz) , title 1: "Seemanns Abschied"
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , title 1: "Les adieux de Ned Pugh", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: Ferdinando Albeggiani
Text added to the website: 2006-01-11 00:00:00
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:02:17
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