1.
A Thief and a Murderer! stop her who can!
Look well to your lives and your goods!
Good people, ye know not the hazard you run,
'Tis the far-famed and much-noted Woods.
2.
While I looked at her eye, for the devil is in it,
In a trice she whipt off my poor heart:
Her brow, cheek and lip - in another sad minute
My peace felt her murderous dart.
3.
Her features I'll tell you them over - but hold!
She deals with your wizards and books;
And to peep in her face, if but once you're so bold,
There's witchery kills in her looks.
4.
But softly - I have it - her haunts are well known, --
At midnight so slily I'll watch her;
And sleeping, undrest, in the dark, all alone -
Good lord! the dear Thief how I'll catch her!

A Thief and a Murderer! stop her who can!
Look well to your lives and your goods!
Good people, you know not the hazard you run,
It is the far-famed and much-noted Woods.

While I looked at her eye, for the devil is in it,
In a trice she whipped off my poor heart:
Her brow, cheek and lip - in another sad minute
My peace felt her murderous dart.

Her features I will tell you them over - but hold!
She deals with your wizards and books;
And to peep in her face, if but once you are so bold,
There is witchery kills in her looks.

But softly - I have it - her haunts are well known, --
At midnight so slyly I will watch her;
And sleeping, undressed, in the dark, all alone -
Good lord! the dear Thief how I will catch her!