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 To let her cows my clover taste

have I not rose by break of day?

Did ever Nan ’s heifers fast,

if Robin in his barn had hay?

Tho' to my fields they welcome were,

I ne'er was welcome yet to her.

If ever Nanny lost a sheep,

I cheerfully did give her two;

And I her lambs did safely keep

within my fold in frost and snow:

Have they not there from cold been free,

But Nanny still is cold to me.

When Nanny to the well did come,

Twas I that did her pitchers fill;

Full as they were I brought them home;

her corn I carried to the mill;

My back did bear the sack, but she

Will never bear a sight of me.

To Nancy's poultry oats I gave.

I'm sure they always had the best;

Within this week her pigeons have

eat up a peck of pease at least.

Her little pigeons kiss but she

Will never take a kiss from me.

Must Robin always Nanny woo,

and Nanny still on Robin frown,

Alas ! poor wretch! what shall I do,

if Nanny does not love me soon?

If no relief to me she’ll bring

I'll hang me in her apron-string.