Christina Georgina Rossetti

Brownie, Brownie, Let Down Your Milk

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Brownie, Brownie, Let Down Your Milk

Brownie, Brownie, let down your milk White as swansdown and smooth as silk, Fresh as dew and pure as snow: For I know where the cowslips blow, And you shall have a cowslip wreath No sweeter scented than your breath.