From the Bodleian broadside collection, Firth c.12(232):


THE FEMALE LIEUTENANT,
OR, FAITHLESS LOVER REWARDED.

William was a youthful lover.
William loved a lady fair.
Bells did ring and birds did sing,
As to the church they did repair.

Then came twenty brisk young sailors,
Dressed in grand and rich array.
Instead of William being married,
Pressed he was and sent away.

Soon he true love followed after,
By the name of William Carr.
Her soft hands and milk-white fingers
All were smeared with pitch and tar.

Now behold the first engagement.
Behold she fought amongst the rest.
Her jacket open, void of danger,
All exposed her snow-white breast.

When the captain came to ….
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If that you come to find your true love,
Tell to me his name, I pray?
Brave sir, they call him William Taylor.
Him you pressed and forced away.

If William Taylor is your true love,
He is both cruel and severe,
For rise up early in the morning,
You shall see him and his lady fair.

For he some days ago was wedded,
And lives upon the Isle of Man,
And with his beauteous bride has bedded,
A truth that none deny it can.

Then she rose early in the morning,
Early by the break of day.
There she saw sweet William Taylor,
Walking with his lady gay.

She called quickly for a pistol.
It was brought at her command.
Strait she shot sweet William Taylor
With the same soon out of hand.

When the captain saw the wonder
Which the maiden fair had done,
He instantly made her lieutenant,
Of the gallant Thunder Bomb.