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[I went my Sunday mornings rounds]
1
I went my Sunday mornings rounds
One pleasant summer day
And stood i' the green meadow grounds
'Mong cocks and swaths o' hay
Up the green rush the Lady bird
Clomb to its very tops
And there the crickets songs were heard
Like organs without stops
2
The sun was climbing up the sky
A looking glass of gold
It melts and quivers on the eye
And blinds us to behold
Melting and shining to its height
It shines from pole to pole
And sliddering down at dewy night
Goes out a dying coal
3
I stood among the swathes and cocks
How sweet the light did seem
When a sweet lass with inky locks
Came tripping by the stream
Sweet one I said I do prefer
To ask you why you walk
'Tis merely for my pleasure sir
As you stand there to talk
4
The wind came from the southern sky
And tokened flying showers
The busy bee and butterfly
Her ribbons took for flowers
The wasp it buzzed about her mouth
Her lips seemed cherries red
The wind shook from the balmy south
The curls about her head
5
Young man she said you'l marry me
And waited for reply
Why yes my dear but do'nt you see
Love is the stronger tie
And then I kissed her lips and cheeks
And made her merry hearted
I wed the maid in just three weeks
From the first day we parted
