The Bodleian Library has 2 editions of this broadside.

The text below comes from The British minstrel, Part 1 (London: T. Allman, 1848), page 116:


DOMESTIC DISAPPOINTMENT.

The voyage was past and England's shore
Had met my longing view;
I left the ship and sought the cot
That held my lovely Sue.
She flew to meet me; in each eye
The tear of joy had started.
"Thank heaven thou'rt safe, my love," she cried,
"We'll never more be parted."

Two lovely boys my Susan brought;
They hung about my knees.
"Now let who will be king," I said,
"Give me such joys as these."
Just as I spoke, a press-gang came.
Poor girl, she shrieked and started,
Then caught my hand, and cried, "Dear Jack,"
I fear we must be parted."

My children wept; in vain I told
How long I'd been away.
They said my king required my aid;
They dared not disobey,
My Susan cried, "It's hard, my love,
But be thou not faint-hearted.
The powers above will guard the brave!"
We sobbed adieu, and parted.