What are the charms of the sea?
Oh for an hour of the city!
What are the dull waves to me?
Can they say anything witty?
What do they care for my lips?
Why did I come? It's a pity!
Nothing but water and ships,
And Jack far away in the city.
Oh for one ride in the park,
With Jack humming bars from a ditty;
Kissing me (when it grows dark).
Fy! Oh—heigho, for the city!