Herbergscène bij kaarslicht, Thomas van Leent (n.d.)
Tavern Scene by Candlelight, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
There is an amazing glow in this room.
It is this lady, I’m not mistaken.
Everywhere she walks is quickly abloom.
Gentle lady my heart you have taken.
See how they laugh, making me of a fool,
Stop for a mere moment, to chat with me.
If not, to my heart it would be cruel,
Willing to make my plea, here on bent knee.
Pay no real mind, their silly cat call,
For it is what is in their glass talking.
To walk with you, on my knees I would crawl.
With a smile, to the door she is walking.
I may be a fool, begging from the start,
But did win me, the gentle lady’s heart.