The Third Day 69 



MILK-WOMAN. What song was it, I pray? Was 

 it, " Come, Shepherds, deck your herds " ? or, " As at 

 noon Dulcina rested " ? or, " Philiida flouts me " ? or, 

 "Chevy Chace"? or, "Johnny Armstrong"? or, 

 " Troy Town " ? 



PiSCATOR. No, it is none of those; it is a Song 

 that your daughter sung the first part, and you sung 

 the answer to it. 



MILK-WOMAN. O, I know it now. I learned the l 

 first part in my golden age, when I was about the \ 

 age of my poor daughter ; and the latter part, which j 

 indeed fits me best now, but two or three years ago, / 

 when the cares of the world began to take hold of / 

 me : but you shall, God willing, hear them both ; 

 and sung as well as we can, for we both love anglers. 

 Come, Maudlin, sing the first part to the gentlemen, 

 with a merry heart ; and I'll sing the second when 

 you have done. 



THE MILK-MAID'S SONG. 



Come, live with me, and be my love, 

 And we will all the pleasures prove, 

 That valleys, groves, or hills, or fields, 

 Or woods, and steepy mountains yields ; 



Where we will sit upon the rocks, 

 And see the shepherds feed our flocks, 

 By shallow rivers, to whose falls 

 Melodious birds sing madrigals. 



And I will make thee beds of roses j 

 And, then, a thousand fragrant posies ; 

 A cap of flowers, and a kirtle, 

 Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle; 



A gown made of the finest wool, 

 Which from our pretty lambs we pull ; 

 Slippers, lin'd choicely for the cold, 

 With buckles of the purest gold ; 



A belt of straw and ivy-buds, 

 With coral clasps, and amber studs. 

 And if these pleasures may thee move, 

 Come, live with me, and be my love. 



