The Borrowed Kiss

See I languish, see I faint,

I must borrow, beg, or steal;

Can you see a soul in want,

And no kind compassion feel?

Give, or lend, or let me take

One sweet kiss, I ask no more;

One sweet kiss, for pity's sake,

I'll repay it o'er and o'er.

Chloe heard, and with a smile,

Kind, compassionate and sweet,

Colin, it's a sin to steal,

And for me to give's not meet:

But I'll lend a kiss or twain,

To poor Colin in distress;

Not that I'd be paid again,

Colin, I mean nothing less.