My reproaches dost not fear?

In the park don’t come to walk

That we there might have a talk?

Come now, answer me, my dear,

Dost thou hold me in contempt?

Later on, thou knowest, dear,

Thou’lt get sober and repent.

Soon to woo thee I will come,

And when we shall married be

Thou wilt weep because of me!”

“Though I knew what to reply,

Yet I dared not him deny,

No, I dared not him deny!