Littell's Living Age/Volume 133/Issue 1716/"Ich wollte bei dir weilen"

I longed to linger, resting
Beside you, free from care;
But you ran off, protesting
You had no time to spare.

I vowed my soul should never
Know other queen but you;
You only laughed, however,
And dropped a curtsy, too.

All day you sorely tried me;
And, not content with this,
You cruelly denied me
Even a farewell kiss.

But if you will not soften,
I shall survive it still;
I've been through this so often,
Sweet—and it does not kill.