What is the youth – impetuous fire? What is the maid – ice and desire? The world wags on.
The rose will bloom And then will fade – So does youth, So does the fairest maid.
Comes the time when one sweet smile Has its season for a while – Then love’s in love with me…
Some may think only to marry Other will tease and terry Mine is the very best parry, Cupid, he rules us all…
Caper, the caper, sing me the song, Death will come soon to hush us along. Sweeter than honey and bitter as gall Love is the past time, it never will fall, Sweeter than honey and bitter as gall Cupid, he rules us all.