Early rising

While offering help to climb the stile

A modest look & winning smile

(Love beaming in her eyes the while)

Repayd my early rising

Aside the green hills steepy brow

Where shades the oak its darksome bough

The maiden sat to milk her cow

The cause of early rising

The wild rose mingling with the shade

Stung with envy closd to fade

To see the rose her cheeks displayd

The fruits of early rising

The kiss desird against he[r] will

To take the milk pail up the hill

Seemd from resistance sweeter still

Thrice happy early rising

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