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—Congleton (Miss A. E. Twemlow).

I.

A dis, a dis, a green grass,
A dis, a dis, a dis;
Come all you pretty fair maids
And dance along with us.

For we are going roving,
A roving in this land;
We’ll take this pretty fair maid,
We’ll take her by the hand.

Ye shall get a duke, my dear,
And ye shall get a drake;
And ye shall get a young prince,
A young prince for your sake.

And if this young prince chance to die,
Ye shall get another;
The bells will ring, and the birds will sing,
And we’ll clap hands together.

—Chamber’s Popular Rhymes, pp. 137-38.

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