Now Goody Brown and Widow Bond
Live in a Cottage near the Pond,
And so, Louisa, you
Must now this little Basket take
And put in it a Loaf, a Cake,
A Pound of Sugar too.
Nay! do not frown, 'tis surely good
That we the Agêd succour should?
Your Shawl and Bonnet don,
See, with you faithful Ponto comes,
Perhaps a liking for the Crumbs
Has urg'd him to go on.
So onward trips the little Maid,
All smiling sweet, and unafraid
Of Gipsies, Tramps and Cows.
Then back she comes, while Goody stands
And raising up her wither'd Hands
Calls down her Prayers and Vows.
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