Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXXXIII. Love And Matrimony. [Cumberland courtship.]

    Bonny lass, canny lass, willta be mine?
    Thou'se neither wesh dishes, nor sarrah ( serve) the swine,
    Thou sall sit on a cushion, and sew up a seam,
    And thou sall eat strawberries, sugar, and cream!

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXV. Jingles.

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Nursery Rhyme. DLXXVII. Natural History.

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    Did you see my wife, did you see, did you see,
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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXLII. Love And Matrimony.

    It's once I courted as pretty a lass,
    As ever your eyes did see;
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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXVII. Love And Matrimony.

    He.    If you with me will go, my love,
                    You shall see a pretty show, my love,
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                    I will have thee, my love,
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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXXIII. Love And Matrimony.

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            I am a pretty wench,
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