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HE lark proclaim'd return of morn, When Dolly tript across the lawn; Young Colin follow'd with his flail, She went to fill her milking-pail: He lov’d and begg'd she’d hear him now, She answer’d she must milk her cow.

CHORUS.

He lov’d and begg’d she’d hear him now, She answer’d the must milk her cow ; Milk her cow, milk her cow, She answer’d the must milk her cow.

He sighing vow’d he lov’d her more, Than, ever youth did nymph before ; With raptures prais’d her finest charms, And press'd the fair one to his arms. She bade him keep his distance now, Nor hinder her to milk her cow: &c. Milk her cow, &c.

Fair maid, he cry’d, could you approve. An artless shepherd’s honest love ; Yon little farm, yon flocks are mine, All with their master's heart are thine; Then begg'd she wou’d his flame allow, She answer’d the must milk her cow : Milk her cow. &c.