I asked a thief to steal me a peach



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I asked a thief to steal me a peach; He turned up his eyes. I ask’d a lithe lady to lie her down; Holy & 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 said Had a peach from the tree, And still as a maid Enjoy’d the lady.