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THE CRAFTY MILLER;
OR, THE
MISTAKEN BATCHELOR.
YOU gallants of Britain, I pray now draw near,
The tricks of a miller you quickly shall hear,
A gentleman had a fine water mill,
And in it this poor honest miller did dwell,
But fortune did frown as it doth appear,
He could pay no rent for the space of two year.
Fal lal de ral, la de, etc.
The Landlord resolv'd he would make no strife,
Tho' greatly inflam'd with the poor Miller's wife.
Honest Miller, he cry'd, I beg you'll not moan,
For if you can't pay me, pray let it alone.
Come, come to the tavern, it is my design,
To give you the share of a bottle of wine.
Fal lal de ral, etc.
Being mellow with wine, as we all may suppose,
The Landlord cries Miller, my mind I'll disclose;
'Tis true, I'm in love with your honest bride,
And if you'll consent, I shall ly by her side,
I mean to surrender with heart and good will,
The rent that you owe me and give you the mill
Fal lal de ral, etc.
Kind Sir, says the Miller, I grant your desire,
My wife's at your will when you please to ly by her
I freely consent, you shall have your will,
But now let's have writings concerning the mill
With all my heart the Landlord did say,
We'll have them drawn here without more delay
Fal lal de ral, etc.
