“Oh maiden chaste
Why do you haste
To yonder well?
I have heard tell
That a girl there fell.

Come with me instead
And admire
This bed
Of sweetbriar.

Dear Bess
That dress is too tight.
Come feel the delight
Of night
Air
On skin bare”.

“Sir
Having water to get
I truly regret
That I
Have no time to lie
In sweetbriar,
Though, where the ground not wet
I would fulfill your desire …”.