Here comes one duke a-riding, a-riding, a-riding,
Here comes one duke a-riding, with a ransom, tansom, ta!

Pray which of us will you choose, sir? &c.

You’re all so black and so blousey, &c.

We’re quite as white as you, sir, &c.

Up of the kitchen, down of the hall,
Pick the fairest girl of all;
The fairest one that I can see
Is —— ——, come to me.

—Suffolk (Mrs. Haddon).

XIII.

Here comes the Duke of Rideo,
Of Rideo, of Rideo;
Here comes the Duke of Rideo,
Of a cold and frosty morning.

My will is for to get married, &c.

Will any of my fair daughters do? &c.
[The word “do” must be said in a drawling way.]