CHAP. JV.J THE COMPLETE ANGLER. 95 



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, Shep- 

 herds, deck your herds " ? or, " As at noon Dulcina rested " ? 

 or " Philida flouts me " ? or Chevy Chace? or Johnny Arm- 

 strong ? or Troy Town ? 



Pise. No, it is none of those : it is a song that your daugh- 

 ter 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, 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 merrj 

 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 pleasure, 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^ 



"A gown made of the finest wool, 

 Which from our pretty lambs we pull ; 

 Slippers lined choicely for the cold, 

 With buckles of the purest gold ; 



