“I’m going a-milking, Sir;” she said;
(Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese!)
“For times are bad, and the farm don’t pay.
’Tis Pasture v. Arable so men say.
If still I’d be prosperous this is the way.
(Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese!)
“I’m tired of corn-growing that brings little cash,
(Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese!)
The old business of Ceres seems going to smash.
(Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese!)