The Complete Angler. 65 



d o us acourtefie thatfhal ftand you 

 an d your daughter in nothing, and 

 we wil think ourfelvesftilfomething 

 in your debt; it is but to fing us a 

 Song, that that was lung by you and 

 yourdaughter,wher I laft pail over 

 this Meadow, about eight or nine 

 dayes fince. 



Milk, what Song was it, I pray? 

 was it, Come Sbepberdsdecky our beads: 

 or, As at noon D ulcina rejied: or Pbi- 

 l id a flouts me \ 



P^.No, it is none of thole : it is a 

 Song that your daughter fung the 

 firft part, and you fung the anfwer to 

 it. 



Milk. O I know it now, I learn'd 

 the firft part in my golden age, when 

 I was about the age of my daughter; 

 and the later part, which indeed fits 

 me beft, but two or three years ago; 

 you (hal, God willing , hear them 

 both. Come Maudlin, fing the firft 

 part to the Gentlem ea with a merrie 

 heart, and He fing thefecond. 



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