EDWIN'S PILLS, &c, SONG

Of all the pretty flowers, A Cowslip's my delight: With that I'd pass my hours, Both morning, noon and night, To be sure I would, &c.

This Cowslip smell'd so sweetly, And look'd so fresh and gay, Says I, you're dress'd so neatly, We'll have a little play. To be sure we will, &c.

One evening in the dairy, 'Twas lying on the shelf, I kiss'd the pretty fairy, And then lay down myself. To be sure I did, &c.

This flower one morning early Upon a bed did rest; I lov'd to pull it dearly, And stick it in my breast. To be sure I could, &c.