Come with me, little maid, br Nay, shrink not, thus afraid - br I'll harm thee not! br Fly not, my love, from me - br I have a home for thee - br A fairy grot, br Where mortal eye br Can rarely pry, br There shall thy dwelling be! br br List to me, while I tell br The pleasures of that cell, br Oh, little maid! br What though its couch be rude, br Homely the only food br Within its shade? br No thought of care br Can enter there, br No vulgar swain intrude! br br Come with me, little maid, br Come to the rocky shade br I love to sing; br Live with us, maiden rare - br Come, for we "want" thee there, br Thou elfin thing, br To work thy spell, br In some cool cell br In stately Pentonville!br br William Schwenck Gilbertbr br