'I JEALOUS? Pooh!—Doth not her eyes
Pursue his vessel o'er the billows?
No, jealous, no!—From whence those sighs!'
—'Tis but the wind among the willows!
'Ha, jealous, ha!—Did darling speak?
What said my chuck?—La, I'm not jealous!'
'—Did Jack say he'd return next week?'
'What? Wench? Go hang those sailor fellows!'
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I would like to translate this poem