Raked the meadow sweet with hay;
Yet, looking down the distant lane,
She hoped the judge would come again.
But when he came, with smile and bow,
Maud only blushed, and stammered, “Ha-ow?”
And spoke of her “pa,” and wondered whether
He’d give consent they should wed together.
Old Müller burst in tears, and then
Begged that the judge would lend him “ten;”
For trade was dull and wages low,