Forbidden tryst

Hansel, thou roguish sprite,

putting my peace to flight,

tro' my window come to me!

Thou knowst it should not be!

Sweetheart, I love thee so,

foolish 't may be, I know;

't will break my heart, I say,

if from thee I stay.

Yes, I believe thee true,

but go, obey me, do!

Hansel, do, love, o pray

hear what I have to say:

Think if some dame should see

and should think ill of me,

o how my cheeks had flam'd,

I should be so ashamed!

Hansel, thou roguish sprite,

putting my peace to flight,

tro' my window come to me!

Thou knowst it should not be!