There comes a new moon

TOM.

There comes a new moon twelve times a year.

BETSY.

And when there is none, all is dark and drear.

TOM.

In which I espy —

BETSY.

And so, too, do I —

BOTH.

A resemblance to womankind very clear.

TOM.

She changes, she's fickle, she drives men mad.

BETSY.

She comes to bring light, and leaves them sad.

TOM.

So restless wild —

BETSY.

But so sweetly wild —

BOTH.

That no better companion could be had.