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 The servant he down to the Miller did haste,

And told him his Master must have his she ass

The Miller he smil'd, but nothing he said,

But taking a halter, goes down to the mead;

Then leading the ass up, and when he had done.

The servant said Miller, sure this is high fun.

Fal lal de ral, etc.

My Master's commands I'll quickly obey,

Then taking the ass he led her away;

As the Master had order'd, he sweep'd out the hall,

And soon it became a she ass's stall!

But the wine and the fowls he kept for his pains,

For the ass it was dumb, and could not complain.

Fal la; de ral, etc.

When he came to his Master, he whispering said,

Sir, I've bought home that mettlesome jade.

That's well, said the Master, my counsel now keep,

I fancy by this time she wants for to sleep,

Go tell the housekeeper to put her to bed,

With clean holland sheets, and the best coverlid.

Fal lal dcde [sic] ral, etc.

The housekeeper & servants they laugh'd amain,

To hear that the ass in bed must be lain.

Then madam was dress'd in her pinners so neat,

And they put her to bed, and cover'd her feet,

They bid her ly still, so they all went to rest,

But now comes the end and cream of the jest.

Fal lal de ral, etc.

The Master came home quite pleas'd to the life,

And thought to embrace the Miller's fair wife;

Then asking his man if his dear was asleep

And into the room quite softly did creep.

Jack laught till he pist, and crept up for to see,

How his Master and Jenny did seem to agree.

Fal lal de ral, etc.