Anonymous, Wandering young gentlewoman, or… (1850-1860)
“ Whereto she belong’d; then following Cat-skin, Into an old straw house he saw her creep in. ’ He said. 0! brave Cat-skins, I find it is tnee, These three nights together have so charmed me; Thou art the sweetest creature my eyes e’er beheld With joy and contentment my heart it is filled. Thou art the cook’s scullion, but as I have life, Grant me but thy love, I’ll make thee my wife: And you shall have maids to be at your call, Sir, that cannot be, I’ve no portion at all. Thy beauty is a portion my joy and my dear, I prize it far better than thousands a year ”
