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 Take pity, and grant my desire:

and leave me no longer in woe!

Come love me or else I'll expire,

you pretty Maid milking your Cow.

I don't understand what you mean. Sir;

I've neer been a slave yo to love;

Such amours I seldom experienc d,

therefore your affections remove.

To tarry, then. I can assure you,

is a thing that I can't under go;

Therefore, young man pray excuse me,

said the pretty Maid milking her Cow.

No young man could excuse you,

or it would be against his own will;

To pen your perfection in beauty.

some volumes I'm sure it would fill.

I would patiently wait for an answer,

my destiny pray let me know;

Your consent, till death be the ransom,

you pretty Maid milking your Cow.

pray, Sir, withdraw and don't teaze me!

I'll never consent unto thee:

like to live and easy,

till more of the world I see;