"Where are you going, my Pretty Maid?""I'm going a-milking, Sir," she said."Shall I go with you, my Pretty Maid?""Oh yes, if you please, kind Sir," she said."What is your Father, my Pretty Maid?""My Father's a Farmer, Sir," she said."Shall I marry you, my Pretty Maid?""Oh thank you, kindly, Sir," she said."But what is your fortune, my pretty Maid?""My face is my fortune, Sir," she said.........