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 Delays are attended with dangers, and youth it hath no second spring; And likewise when beauty is faded, in never will return again.

A fair maid is like a ship sailing, she knows not how long safe she'll go, For in every blast she’s in danger, you pretty maid milking your cow.

An old maid is like an old almanack, useless when once out of date; If her ware is not sold in the morning, at noon it goes at a low rate.

The fragrance of noon is soon over, garnished with beauty you know; All blooms are consum’d in October, you pretty maid milking your cow.

A SONG GENERAL WOLF.

stands the glass around, For shame, ye take no care my boys, How stands the glass around, Let mirth and wine abound. The trumpets found, The colours they are flying boys, To fight, kill or wound, May we still be found, Content with our hard fate my boys, on the cold ground.