Love Songs, &c, SONG

When a little merry he, My mother nurs'd me on her knee; Smiles and kisses she gave with joy, And call'd me oft her darling boy: School boys pranks, as big I grew, I lik'd but lik'd my lessons too; Frowns or whippings I seldom got, And sometimes praises were my lot.

Soon my lord receiv'd me here, Fine clothes he gave and dainty cheer; Lords and ladies me carest; But still I love my mother best: For when a little, &c.