text:  O listen to our singing! Young loves to sell! young loves to sell! My pretty loves who'll buy? First look you at the oldest The wantonest the boldest! So loosely goes he hopping From tree and thicket dropping Then flies aloft as sprightly-- We dare but praise him lightly! The fickle rogue! Young loves to sell! My pretty loves who'll buy? Now see this little creature-- How modest seems his feature! He nestles so demurely You'd think him safer surely; And yet for all his shyness There's danger in his slyness! The cunning rogue! Young loves to sell! My pretty loves who'll buy? Oh come and see this lovelet This little turtle-dovelet! The maidens that are neatest The tenderest and sweetest Should buy it to amuse 'em And nurse it in their bosom