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These words King William spoke with a smile
that day be cross'd the water.
That pattern day proved too hot,
for King James and all his army,
He would rather chuse for to retreat,
than to stand and be disarm'd.
We'll give our prayers both night and day,
both now and ever after,
And let us ne'er forget the day,
King James ran from the water.
THE MILKING PAIL.
O'ER half the sky the blushing dawn,
her purple vest had spread,
When Sally cross'd the dewy lava,
with milk-pail on her head.
Her brow as month of April sweet,
her cheeks were rosy red,
Her dress was white and lovely neat,
as milk-pail on her head.
While nymphs who breath the city air,
