“ The man that does find it, his bride I shall be.
The farmer was pleased when he heard the news———
With a heart full of joy to his lady he goes;
Dear honoured lady, I’ve pick’d up your glove,
If you will be pleased to grant me your love.
It is already granted, I will be your bride,
I love the sweet breath of a farmer, she cry’d;
I’ll be mistress of the dairy and milking the cows,
While my jolly brisk farmer is whistling at plows. ”

“ Nor kind mate, bound by holy vow,
⁠To bless a good man’s store.
Noon lulls us in a gloomy den,
⁠And night has grown our day;
Up-rouse ye then, my merry men,
⁠And use it as ye may.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. ”

“ He has men and maid-servants, and all at his call.
Here’s a health to plough-boys, the lady did cry,
That I’m wed to a ploughman I’ll never deny,
Because they are men of honour, and that we are sure,
And also do labour for both rich and poor. ”