Thou dawdled not bringing me fro aether to nether
Still, duringly cling I on to, to this heather
Dew-scented blossom, thou wast pristine
The sweven of thee ne'er will I cede, my colleen
Drat this creature of memories ill
Foolhardy and fey I may be, yet him I shall quell
'Vaunt, devil tyne
Wadst thou wane fore'ermae
Daunt, sinsyne thence
Ta'en as a dint, Angélique
Perforce and grinningly, shall I maim in the vie
Alas dastard, hanging by the noose die
'Vaunt, devil tyne
Wadst thou wane fore'ermae
Daunt, sinsyne thence
Ta'en as a dint, Angélique
'Come not wont to this uncouth devil
Lest to a devil thou wilt translate, my angel
'Vaunt, devil tyne
Wadst thou wane fore'ermae
Daunt, sinsyne thence
Ta'en as a dint, Angélique
'Vaunt, devil tyne
Wadst thou wane fore'ermae
Daunt, sinsyne thence
Ta'en as a dint, Angélique
'Vaunt, devil tyne
Wadst thou wane fore'ermae
Daunt, sinsyne thence
Ta'en as a dint, Angélique
