Then on her finger fair Cock Robin put the ring; "You're married now," says Parson Rook: While the Lark aloud did sing, "Happy be the Bridegroom, And happy be the Bride! And may not man, nor bird, nor beast, The birds were ask'd to dine; Not Jenny's friends alone, But every pretty songster That had Cock Robin known. They had a cherry-pie, Besides some currant-wine, And every guest brought something, They each took a bumper, And drank to the pair, Cock Robin the Bridegroom, And Jenny the fair. The dinner things removed, And soon they made the place Near a mile round to ring. The concert it was fine; And every bird tried Who best should sing for Robin, And Jenny Wren the Bride. |