I asked a thief to steal me a peach:
 He turn'd up his eyes.
 I ask'd a lithe lady to lie her down:
 Holy and meek she cries.

As soon as I went an angel came:
 He wink'd at the thief
 And smil'd at the dame,
 And without one word spoke
 Had a peach from the tree,
 And 'twixt earnest and joke
 Enjoy'd the Lady.