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R180595 1 To its own proper Tune Milkmaids, The; The Merry Milkmaids; The Milking Pail To its Own Proper Tune YE Nymphs and Sylvian Gods / that love green Fields and Woods, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 23 The MILKING PAIL, The MILKING PAIL, ?-?

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YE Nymphs and Sylvian Gods that love green Fields and Woods, When Spring newly born, her self does adorn with Flowers and blooming Buds; Come singing the Praise while Flocks does grase in yonder pleasant Vail: Or those that chuse their Sleep to loose, And in Cold goes with clouted Shoes, to carry the Milking Pail. You Goddess of the Morn, With Blushes you adorn, Do take fresh Air, while Linets prepare, a Consort in each Green Thorn; The Black-Bird and Thrush in every Bush, and the Charming Nightingale, Who in a merry Vein their Throats do strain, To entertain the jolly Train, of those of the Milking Pail. When cold black Winds do roar, And Fields will spring no more, The Flowers that were seen, so pleasant & green, with Winter all candi'd o're, And how the Town Lass with her white Face, and her Lips so deadly pale: But it is not so with those that go Through Frost & Snow, with Cheeks that glow, and carry the Milking Pail. The Misses of courtly Mold, Adorn'd with Pearl and Gold, With Washes and Tent her Skin doth paint, that she's wither'd before she grow old; While she of Commode puts on a Cart Load, and with Cushens plumps her Tail: What Joys are found in rushie Ground? Young plump and sound, sweet and round, of those of the Milking Pail. You Girles of Venus Game, That ventures Health and Fame, In practising Feats with Cold and Heats, makes Lovers grow blind and lame, If Men were so wise to value the Prize, of the Wares most fit for the Sale: What Store of Beaus, would dob their Cloaths, To save a Nose by following those who carry the Milking Pail. The Country Lad is free, From Fears and Jelousie, Whilst upon the Green, he is often seen, with his Lassie on his Knee; With Kisses most sweet he doth her so treat, and swears, He'l ne're grow thral; But the London Lass in every Place, With Brazen Face despise the Grace, of those of the Milking Pail.
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