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London Pastorals.

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London Pastorals. No. 1. I thank thee, pretty cow, what gives The pretty milk on which I lives; Which it don: t make me werry plump, For that I thank thee, pretty pump! No. 2. Abroad in the parks for to see the young lambs, A-ekipping about by the side of their dams,* Their fleeces so clean and so white. Yes, walk through Hyde-park, and take long or short cuts, Through the Green, or the Regent's, and see how the smuts Have made 'em as black as the night. No. 3. Come, let ns take our boat and our wine Upon the sparkling Serpentine. Oh, what can compare, With the fresh, fresh air, And the shepherd'st life on the Serpentine. The lowing herds come down to slake Their feverish thirst in the limpid stream; But we will lie on the buoyant lake, And drown our strawberries in cream. Come let us take our boat, &c. Under the drooping lettuce shoot The pointed prowl and scare the ducks. I'll play to thee on the dulcet lute, While you your soothing cobbler sucks. g) Come, love, the galley, while 'tis fine. (You, me, and the man-say one-and-nme) Oh, what can compare (We'll each take a share) With the shepherd's life in the Serpentine. Beg pardon, Mr. Editor, but Dr. Watts is my authority for this here word. t Rover's the proper word, but as it is a pastoral that won't do, t It is the prow, isn't it? Correct it, if not. [Don't know. § Poetic licence.

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