Guard thy feelings, pretty Vestal,
From the smooth Intruder free;
Cage thy heart in bars of chrystal,
Lock it with a golden key:
Thro' the bars demurely stealing,
Noiseless footstep, accent dumb,
His approach to none revealing-
Watch, or watch not, LOVE WILL COME.
His approach to none revealing-
Watch, or watch not, Love will come-Love,
Watch, or watch not, Love will come.
Princeps his rent from tinneries draws,
His best friends are refiners;-
What wonder then his other friends
He leaves for under-miners.
The Devil was sick and queasy of late,
And his sleep and his appetite fail'd him;
His ears they hung down, and his tail it was clapp'd
Between his poor hoofs, like a dog that's been rapp'd-
None knew what the devil ail'd him.