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The Milk maids Song. 



Come live with me, and be my Love, 

 And we wil all the pleafures prove 

 That vallies , Groves, or hils , or fields ', 

 Or woods andfteeple mountains yeelds. 



IVhere we willjh upon the Rocks, 

 And fee the Shepherds feed our flocks, 

 By Jhallow Rivers, to whofe falls 

 Mellodious birds fing madrigals. 



And I wil make thee beds 

 And then a thouf and fragrant pofies, 

 A cap of flowers and a Kir tie, 

 Imbroidered all with leaves of Mirtle. 



A Gown made ofthefineft wool 

 Which from our pretty Lambs we pull 9 

 Slippers lind choicely for the cold, 

 With buckles of the pur eft gold. 



A belt of ft raw and ivie buds, 

 With Coral clafps, and Amber ftuds : 



And 



