Then follow'd him the Lark,

For he could sweetly sing, And he was to be clerk

At Cock Robin's wedding.

He sung

of Robin's love For little Jenny Wren; And when he came unto the end,

Then he began again.

The Goldfinch came on next,

To give away the Bride; The Linnet, being bridesmaid,

Walk'd by Jenny's side;

And as she was a-walking,

Said, “Upon my word,
I think that your Cock Robin

Is a very pretty bird.”

The Blackbird and the Thrush,

And charming Nightingale, Whose sweet jug sweetly echoes

Through every grove and dale;

The Sparrow and Tom-Tit,

And many more, were there; All came to see the wedding

Of Jenny Wren the fair.

The Bulfinch walk'd by Robin,

And thus to him did say,
Pray mark, friend Robin Redbreast,
That Goldfinch, dress’d so gay;

What though her gay apparel

Becomes her very well,
Yet Jenny's modest dress and look

Must bear away the bell.”

Then came the Bride and Bridegroom;

Quite plainly was she dress’d,
And blush'd so much, her cheeks were

As red as Robin's breast.

But Robin cheer'd her

up; “My pretty Jen,” said he, “ We're going to be married,

And happy we shall be.”

“Oh, then,” says Parson Rook,

“Who gives this maid away?" “I do,” says the Goldfinch,

“ And her fortune I will pay :

Here's a bag of grain of many sorts,

And other things beside : Now happy be the Bridegroom,

And happy be the Bride !”

“And will you have her, Robin,

To be your wedded wife ?” “Yes, I will,” says Robin, << And love her all

my

life.”