Iane, Nan, and Frank, their Farewell to Captain C. going to Sea

SInce thou wilt needs go
To Sea, God knows whether,
We wish thee good Company,
Good Wine and good Weather;
The best of Sea-Cates we wish for thy Diet,
And, if it were possible, good Sea-men and quiet;
And on every Strand,
Where e'er thou shalt land,
We wish there may be
Girls buxom and free,
To bid thee a thousand kind welcoms from Sea.

And the worst Enemy,
E'er thou may'st meet,
May be a small stragler
I'th' seam of thy Sheet:
To which let no Sickness thee ever confine,
But what comes by drinking our Healths in choice Wine;
And on every Strand,
Where e're thou shalt land,
We wish thou may'st find
True Topers o'th' kind,
That can turn off Iane, Nan, and Frank in a Wind.