Tell me why you bid me leave you?
There are tears in your dear eyes.
Tell me why you wish our parting.
Is not my love worth more than sighs?
Why deny then that you love me?

Oh my sweet, why not confess
That, in spite of your refusal,
When you say no, tis really yes;
That, in spite of your refusal,
When you say no, tis really yes.