Where is another sweet as my sweet, 
   Fine of the fine, and shy of the shy? 
Fine little hands, fine little feet--- 
      Dewy blue eye. 
Shall I write to her? shall I go? 
   Ask her to marry me by and by? 
Somebody said that she'd say no; 
   Somebody knows that she'll say ay! 

Ay or no, if ask'd to her face? 
   Ay or no, from shy of the shy? 
Go, little letter, apace, apace, 
      Fly; 
Fly to the light in the valley below--- 
   Tell my wish to her dewy blue eye: 
Somebody said that she'd say no; 
   Somebody knows that she'll say ay!