Why so pale and wan?
Prithee, why so pale?
Will, when looking well, can’t move her.
Looking ill prevail?
Prithee, why so pale and wan?
Why so dull and mute, young sinner?
Prithee, why so mute?
Will, when speaking will can’t move hen
Saying nothing do it?
Prithee, why so mute?

Quit, quit for shame, this will not move,
Tiiis cannot take her;
If of herself she cannot love
Nothing can make her,
The devil take her.”