Work for the Cooper, Maids give Ear,
I'll hoop your Tubs and Pails:
And if your sight it is not right,
Here's that that never fails:
Milk that is new come from the Cow,
With Flounders fresh and fair;
Here's Elder-buds to purge your Bloods,
And Onions keen and rare.
Small-coal young Maids I've brought you here,
The best that e'er you us'd;