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The bravest lasses gay 



live not so merry as they : 

 In honest civil! sort 

 They make each other sport 



as they trudge on their vray. 

 Come faire or foul weather, 

 They're fearefull of neither : 



their courages never quaile : 

 In wet and drv, 

 Though winds be hye 

 And darke's the sky, 

 They nere deny 



to carry the milking paile. 



Their hearts are free from care, 



they never will dispaire. 

 What ever them befall ; 

 They bravely beare out all, 



and fortune's frowns out dai'e. 

 They pleasantly sing 

 To welcome the spring, 



'gainst heaven they never rayle : 

 If grasse wel grow 

 Their thankes they show, 

 And frost or snow, 

 They merrily goe 



along with the milking paile. 



Base idlenesse they doe scorne : 



they rise very early i' th' morn. 

 And walk into the field 

 Where pretty birds do yeeld 



brave musick on every thorn : 

 The linet and thrush 

 Doe sing on each bush ; 



and the dulcid nightingale 

 Her note doth straine 

 In a jocund vaine. 

 To entertaine 

 That worthy traine, 



which carry the milking paile. 



Their labor doth health preserve ; 



no doctors rules they observe. 

 While others, too nice 

 In taking their advice, 



look alwaies as though they wold starve. 



