She cries out unto the sir in the village "Sir cou'dst thou assist me ? Tis cold , I hath nay place to rest , Be there a place of wher thou can showeth I " He rides on , does not behold back He acts as he fails to harken her pleads Begins to whistle as he rides upon his steed He seems flust'r''d to be thith'r Oh bethink twice For tis anoth'r day for thou and I in paradise Oh bethink twice For tis anoth'r day for thou Thou and I in paradise
