Now Hodge met Molly the miller's maid, who long his suit denied,
And, half inclined, half afraid, he did scratch his old head and cry:
"Now Molly, while I love you so, why still our hearts deny".
"Come hang it, and to the parson go - "
"And now don't you be foolish, pray".
And Molly with an artful blush that shamed a rose's hue,
She cried to Hodge: "I pray you, hush!"
"And I pray you speak softly, do!"
"We will be overhead, I know".
"The mill won't work today, and so, dear Hodge, let go of me hand!"
"And now don't you be foolish, pray!"
And Hodge has chide'd that has stand,
He says: "Then goodbye!"
"I'm going to give young Susan me hand - "
"Since now you do cast off high".
"Me cast you off?" cries Molly, "No!"
"The mill won't work today - "
"And so, dear Hodge, to church we'll go!"
"And now don't you be foolish, pray!"