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OF CHOICE SONGS. f^
This man of the mill has a daughter Co fair.
With Co pleafing a fliape and fo winning an air.
That once on the river*s green bank as I flood,
Fd fvvore flie was Venus juft fprung from the fioodi
That once, &c.
But, looking again, P perceived my miflakcj
For Venus, tho' fair, has the looks of a rake,.
While nothing but virtue and modelly fHI,
The more beautiful looks of the lafs of the mill;,.
While nothing, &c.
Prometheus dole fire, as the poets all fay,
To enliven that mafs which he modcll'd of clay r
Had Polly been with him, the beams of her eyes
Had fav'd him the trouble of robbing the ildes.
Had Polly, &c.
Since firft I beheld the dear lafs of the milJ^
I can never be quiet, but, do what I will,
AJl day and all night I figh, and think ftill
I fliall die if I have not the lafs ef the mill*
I Ihall die, &c.
Hold, hokl, fays my neighbour, here ft op thy career^
Prithee finifli thy fong^ and let's drink to the fair :
Pray where Hands the bottle ? full brimmers we'll fill,
Let's all drink the health of the lafs of the mill.
Pray where, &c,
S O N G XLII.
JefTamond Mill.
•yO fing of the nymph and her cot,
Each bard will oft flourilh his qnill^j
Vm glad it has fallen to my lot
To celebrate JeflanioridmilU