And all that I said was, John, I must away!
IV.
He held me, and asked me, as hard as he could,
That I too should love him, and whether I would?
V.
I never was wrath, but had nothing to say,
And all that I said was, John, I must away!
VI.
I sit now alone, and I think on and on,
Why did I not say then, How gladly, my John!