Buy my sweet and rare Lilies of the Valley?
Buy of your Sally—Sally of our Alley?

Lilies of the Valley.

In London street, I ne’er could find,
A girl like lively Sally,
Who picks and culls, and cries aloud,
Sweet Lilies of the Valley.

Buy my young chickens! Buy’em alive, O!
Buy of the Fowlman, and have ’em alive, O!

Buy Chickens, Young Chickens.

Buy my young Chickens, or a Fowl, well-fed,
And we’ll not quarrel about the price;
’Tis thus I get my daily bread:
As all the year round my Fowls are very nice.