110 THE COMPLETE ANGLER. 



" Come, shepherds, deck your herds," or " As at 

 noon Dulcina rested," or "Phillida flouts me," 

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

 "Troy Town"? 



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. 



Milkw. Oh, 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, which 

 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 '11 

 sing the second when you have done. 



THE MILKMAID'S SONG. 



Come live with me and be my love, 

 And we will all the pleasures prove, 

 That valleys, groves, or hills, or field, 

 Or woods, and steepy mountains yield. 



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, 

 And, then, a thousand fragrant posies ; 

 A cap of flowers, and a kirtle, 

 Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle ; 



