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 He brought me a nest of young linnets quite flush,

And I the kind present received with a blush.

Wherever he meets me he'l simper and smile,

seem as I did not observe him the while;

He offered to kiss me. I gave him a push:

Why, can't you be easy I cry'd with a blush.

One sunday he came to entreat me to walk.

Twas down in a meadow of love was our talk,

He call'd me his dearest—Pray, Damon be hush

There,s somebody coming, I cry'd, with a blush.

My mother she chides when I mention the swain,

Forbids me to go to the meadow again:

But sure for his sake I will venture a brush,

For love him I do I confess with a blush.

Thus warbled the fair and my heart leapt for joy,

Tho' little she thought that her Damon was nigh,

But chancing to see him behind a green bush,

She ended her song and arose with a blush.

Merry may the maid be,

that merries the miller,