Classic Poem

Down in yonder meadow where the green grass grows,
Pretty Pollie Pillicote bleaches her clothes.
She sang, she sang, she sang, oh, so sweet,
She sang, Oh, come over! across the street.

He kissed her, he kissed her, he bought her a gown,
A gown of rich cramoisie out of the town.
He bought her a gown and a guinea gold ring,
A guinea, a guinea, a guinea gold ring.

Up street, and down, shine the windows made of glass,
Oh, isn't Pollie Pillicote a braw young lass?
Cherries in her cheeks and ringlets in her hair,
Hear her singing Handy Dandy up and down the stair.