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DAY, A PASTORAL
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Evening.—The Milk Maid.
Tripping thro' the silken grass,
O'er the path-divided dale,
Mark the rose-complexion'd lass,
With her weil-pois'd milking pail.
Tripping thro' the silken grass,
O'er the path-divided dale,
Mark the rose-complexion'd lass,
With her weil-pois'd milking pail.