The Chimney-Sweepers: A Town Eclogue

Dingy:

Last May-day as I skipp’d the garland
Round,
Cheer’d by the merry hurdy-gurdy’s
Sound,
I look’d, methought, with an unusual Grace
For moll herself had washed and
Chalk’d my face.

Sooty-dun:

That happy day I never shall forget
The jack-ass that I rode did so curvet,
He brayed for joy – say could the beast
do less?
The knots on his rump were tied by Bess.

-1773 (Anon)

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