Where Are You Going, My Pretty Maid
Read 'Where Are You Going, My Pretty Maid' by 'Mother Goose' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Where Are You Going, My Pretty Maid by Mother Goose
"Where are you going,
my pretty maid?
"
"I'm going a-milking,
sir,
" she said.
"May I go with you,
my pretty maid?
"
"You're kindly welcome,
sir,
" she said.
"What is your father,
my pretty maid?
"
"My father's a farmer,
sir,
" she said.
"What is your fortune,
my pretty maid?
"
"My face is my fortune,
sir,
" she said.
"Then I can't marry you,
my pretty maid.
"
"Nobody asked you,
sir,
" she said.
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