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eat it cheerfully ; and if you come this way a-fishing 

 two months hence, a-grace of God I'll give you a 

 syllabub of new verjuice in a new-made hay-cock 

 for it, and my Maudlin shall sing you one of her 

 best ballads ; for she and I both love all Anglers, 

 they be such honest, civil, quiet, men. In the mean 

 time will you drink a draught of red- cow's milk ? 

 you shall have it freely. 



Pise. No, I thank you ; but I pray do us a cour- 

 tesy that shall stand you and your daughter in no- 

 thing, and yet we will think ourselves still some- 

 thing in your debt : it is but to sing us a song, 

 that was sung by your daughter, when I last 

 passed over this meadow, about eight or nine days 

 since. 



Milk-w. What song was it, I pray ? Was it, 

 Come, Shepherds, deck your heads, or As at noon Dul- 

 cinea rested : or Philida flouts me : or Chevy Chase ? 

 or Johnny Armstrong ? or Troy Town P 



Pise. 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-w. O, I know it now, I learned the first 

 part in my golden- age, when I was about the age 

 of my poor daughter ; and the latter part, winch 

 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 



