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FLOWER GIRL'S SON.

Now Spring her first beauties discloses,
 Sweet flow'rets, sweet flow'rets, I cry;
Pray, who'll buy a bunch of primroses,
 Who'll buy them, who'll buy them, who'll buy?

Primroses, primroses, primroses,
 With other sweet flowers I cry;
Two bunches a penny primroses,
 Who'll buy my sweet flowers—who'll buy?

Fair snow-drops I cull late and early,
 Fair snow-drops, fair snow-drops, I cry;
And violets with dew-drops all pearly,
 Who'll buy them, who'll buy them, who'll buy?

Fair snow-drops I cull late and early,
 And bunches of primroses cry;