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.