When, as the sun walks up the glade,
And as the milkmaid hies
Across the paddock with her pails,
And as the lark doth rise—
Lady Betty takes the air, etc.
Cries Betty, flaunting past, “Oh fie!
A gallant all unkempt,
Such ungenteel and woful sight
Kind fortune me exempt!”
Lady Betty takes the air, etc.