Sweet Annie

Uneasy sweet Annie now stood, now sat;

Her thoughts seemed to wander from this to that.

A vessel is tacking yonder;

From point to point doth it wander,

Now hither, now thither,

Now hither, now thither!

But swifter than ship was blown

Her heart to her distant love has flown.

Ah, were he with me abiding!

Or could I with him be gliding!

Now hither, now thither,

Now hither, now thither!

Then beat yet faster and louder her heart,

Her longing rose to a keener smart.

Poor maiden sweet and winning!

The tears fell and wetted her spinning.

Now hither, now thither,

Now hither, now thither!

But ere she had come to the end of the woof

Her love was once more beneath her roof,

Then were two hearts madly flying,

And ah! what kissing and crying!

Now hither, now thither,

Now hither, now thither!