Wit restor'd in several select poems not formerly publish't.

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Title
Wit restor'd in several select poems not formerly publish't.
Author
Mennes, John, Sir, 1599-1671.
Publication
London :: Printed for R. Pollard, N. Brooks, and T. Dring, and are to be sold at the Old Exchange, and in Fleetstreet,
1658.
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Humorous poetry.
Burlesques.
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"Wit restor'd in several select poems not formerly publish't." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A52015.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 19, 2025.

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The Milk-maids.

WAlkeing betimes close by a green wood side, Hy tranonny, nonny with hy tranonny no; A payre of lovely milk maides there by chance I spide With hy tranonny nonny no, with tranonny no,
One of them was faire As fair as fair might bee; The other she was browne, With wanton rowling eye.
Syder to make sillibubbs, They carryed in their pailes;

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And suggar in their purses, Hung dangling at their tailes. Wa•…•…-coats of flannell, And petty-coats ofredd. Before them milk white aporns, And straw-hats on their heads,
Silke poynts, with silver taggs, A bout their wrists were shown; And jett-Rings, with poesies Yours more then his owne.
And to requite their lovers poynts and rings, They gave their lovers bracelets, And many pretty things.
And there they did get gownes All on the grasse so green, But the taylor was not skilfull, For the stitches they were seen.
Thus having spent the long summers day, They took their nut browne milk pailes, And so they came away.
Well fare you merry milk maids That dable in the dew For you have kisses plenty, When Ladyes have but few.
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