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.