Oh! welcome love, may love welcome,
Oh! do not make a fuss, Oh! not a thing,
Is now amiss with me, say nothing.
Smother me with love and mine become.
Oh! hug me, hold me, give me kisses some,
And let me where you been, in what regime,
You labored day and night. Don’t handsome
Your lovely head you burden. In a dream,
I live and like a fiddle feel supreme.
And for you darling, like a precious gem,
I treasured in my heart and love extreme,
Something to tell but now that you have come.
I half remember this, fume and fret,
And what was there to tell you—I forget.