Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXXXIX. Love And Matrimony.
By Unknown
Margaret wrote a letter,
Seal'd it with her finger,
Threw it in the dam
For the dusty miller.
Dusty was his coat,
Dusty was the siller,
Dusty was the kiss
I'd from the dusty miller.
If I had my pockets
Full of gold and siller,
I would give it all
To my dusty miller.
Chorus. O the little, little,
Rusty, dusty, miller.