Pinch him, pinch him, black and blue
Saucy mortals must not view
What the queen of stars is doing
Nor pry into our fairy wooing
Pinch him blue
And pinch him black
Let him not lack
Sharp nails to pinch him blue and red
Till sleep has rocked his addlehead
For the trespass he hath done
Spots o'er all his flesh shall run
Kiss Endymion, kiss his eyes
Then to our midnight heidegyes