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PART I THE AULD wife sat at her ivied door, | |
| (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) | |
| A thing she had frequently done before; | |
| And her spectacles lay on her aprond knees. | |
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| The piper he pipd on the hill-top high, | 5 |
| (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) | |
| Till the cow said, I die, and the goose asked Why? | |
| And the dog said nothing, but searchd for fleas. | |
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| The farmer he strode through the square farmyard; | |
| (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) | 10 |
| His last brew of ale was a trifle hard, | |
| The connection of which with the plot one sees. | |
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| The farmers daughter hath frank blue eyes; | |
| (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) | |
| She hears the rooks caw in the windy skies, | 15 |
| As she sits at her lattice and shells her peas. | |
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| The farmers daughter hath ripe red lips; | |
| (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) | |
| If you try to approach her away she skips | |
| Over tables and chairs with apparent ease. | 20 |
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| The farmers daughter hath soft brown hair; | |
| (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) | |
| And I met with a ballad, I cant say where, | |
| Which wholly consisted of lines like these. | |
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PART II She sat with her hands neath her dimpled cheeks, | 25 |
| (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) | |
| And spake not a word. While a lady speaks | |
| There is hope, but she did nt even sneeze. | |
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| She sat with her hands neath her crimson cheeks; | |
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| She gave up mending her fathers breeks, | |
| And let the cat roll in her best chemise. | |
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| She sat with her hands neath her burning cheeks, | |
| (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) | |
| And gazd at the piper for thirteen weeks; | 35 |
| Then she followd him out oer the misty leas. | |
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| Her sheep followd her, as their tails did them, | |
| (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) | |
| And this song is considerd a perfect gem; | |
| And as to the meaning, it s what you please. | 40 |
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