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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Little Mother Goose, by Anonymous
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or
+re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
+with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org
+
+
+Title: The Little Mother Goose
+
+Author: Anonymous
+
+Illustrator: Jessie Willcox Smith
+
+Release Date: February 2, 2007 [EBook #20511]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ASCII
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE LITTLE MOTHER GOOSE ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Suzanne Shell, Emmy and the Online Distributed
+Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net
+
+
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+
+
+
+
+
+ The Little Mother Goose
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ [Illustration:
+
+ _Hush-a-by, baby, on the treetop
+ When the wind blows the cradle will rock_]
+
+
+ [Illustration:
+
+ The Little Mother Goose
+
+ With numerous illustrations in full
+
+ color and black and white
+
+ By
+
+ JESSIE WILLCOX SMITH
+
+ NEW YORK
+
+ DODD, MEAD & COMPANY]
+
+
+ Copyright, 1912, 1913, 1914
+
+ By GOOD HOUSEKEEPING MAGAZINE
+
+ Copyright, 1914
+
+ By DODD, MEAD & COMPANY
+
+ Copyright, 1918
+
+ By DODD, MEAD & COMPANY, Inc.
+
+ _Printed in the United States of America_
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+ _A List of the Rhymes_
+
+
+ A, B, C, tumble down D 165
+
+ A carrion crow sat on an oak 136
+
+ A cat came fiddling out of a barn 49
+
+ A diller, a dollar 173
+
+ A duck and a drake 9
+
+ Aena, deena, dina, duss 73
+
+ A frog he would a-wooing go 147
+
+ A glass of milk and a slice of bread 138
+
+ A good child, a good child 31
+
+ A hill full, a hole full 79
+
+ All of a row 6
+
+ A long-tailed pig, or a short-tailed pig 97
+
+ An old woman lived in Nottingham town 47
+
+ A red sky at night 30
+
+ A riddle, a riddle, as I suppose 93
+
+ As high as a castle 27
+
+ As I was going o'er London Bridge 116
+
+ As I was going to St. Ives 2
+
+ As I was going up and down 107
+
+ As I was going up Pippin Hill 15
+
+ As the days grow longer 50
+
+ As Tommy Snooks and Bessy Brooks 3
+
+ A sunshine shower 105
+
+ A sunshiny shower 135
+
+ A swarm of bees in May 48
+
+ At the siege of Belleisle 65
+
+ Awake, arise, pull out your eyes 87
+
+ A was an archer 166
+
+ A water there is 53
+
+
+ Baa, baa, black sheep 26
+
+ Bat, bat, come under my hat 52
+
+ Bell horses, bell horses, what time of day 122
+
+ Birds of a feather flock together 137
+
+ Blow, wind, blow! and go, mill, go! 145
+
+ Bobby Shaftoe's gone to sea 109
+
+ Bossy-cow, bossy-cow, where do you lie? 108
+
+ Bow-wow-wow 3
+
+ Brow brinky 129
+
+ Bryan O'Lin and his wife 47
+
+ Bryan O'Lin had no breeches to wear 23
+
+ Burnie bee, burnie bee 53
+
+ Butterfly, butterfly, whence do you come? 94
+
+ Buz, quoth the blue fly 57
+
+ Bye, baby bunting 3
+
+
+ Cantaloupes! Cantaloupes! What is the price? 1
+
+ Charley Warley had a cow 90
+
+ Christmas comes but once a year 135
+
+ Clap, clap handies 65
+
+ Cock a doodle doo 103
+
+ Cocks crow in the morn 21
+
+ Come hither, sweet robin 131
+
+ Come, let's to bed! 66
+
+ Come, my dear children 74
+
+ Come to the window 117
+
+ Come when you're called 29
+
+ Cross Patch 90
+
+ Cry, baby, cry 79
+
+ Curly locks! Curly locks! wilt thou be mine? 49
+
+ Currahoo, curr dhoo 1
+
+
+ Daffy-Down-Dilly 25
+
+ Dance to your daddy 105
+
+ Darby and Joan were dress'd in black 85
+
+ Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John 42
+
+ Dickory, dickory, dock 67
+
+ Ding, dong, bell 14-103
+
+ Ding, dong, darrow 21
+
+ Doctor Faustus was a good man 91
+
+ Doctor Foster went to Gloster 169
+
+ Dogs in the garden, catch 'em, Towser 23
+
+ Donkey, donkey, old and gray 58
+
+ Draw a pail of water 54
+
+
+ Eggs, butter, cheese, bread 27
+
+ Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy and Bess 63
+
+ Elsie Marley has grown so fine 18
+
+
+ Father, may I go to war? 127
+
+ F for a fig 176
+
+ For every evil under the sun 107
+
+ Friday night's dream on Saturday told 39
+
+
+ Georgey Porgey, pudding and pie 55
+
+ God bless the master of this house 132
+
+ Good horses, bad horses 57
+
+ Goosey, goosey, gander 118
+
+ Great A, little a, Bouncing B 101
+
+ Great A, little A 10
+
+
+ Handy Spandy, Jack-a-dandy 45
+
+ Hark! hark! the dogs do bark 107
+
+ Hector Protector was dressed all in green 58
+
+ Heigh, diddle, diddle 100
+
+ Here am I, little jumping Joan 62
+
+ Here sits the Lord Mayor 19
+
+ Here's Sulky Sue 158
+
+ Here stands a post 9
+
+ Here we go round the mulberry bush 134
+
+ Hickery Dickery 6 and 7 106
+
+ Hickory Dickory, sackory down 50
+
+ Hickety, pickety, my black hen 95
+
+ Higher than a house 17
+
+ Hink minx! the old witch winks 32
+
+ Hiram Gordon, where's your pa? 144
+
+ Hot cross buns 76
+
+ How many miles is it to Babylon? 104
+
+ Hub-a-dub-dub 122
+
+ Humpty-Dumpty sat on a wall 76
+
+ Hush-a-bye, baby, Daddy is near 125
+
+ Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree-top 1
+
+ Hush, baby, my doll 46
+
+
+ I am a gold lock 81
+
+ I bought a dozen new-laid eggs 107
+
+ I do not like thee, Dr. Fell 89
+
+ If all the seas were one sea 106
+
+ If all the world was apple-pie 119
+
+ If all the world were water 123
+
+ If ifs and ands 79
+
+ I had a little husband 118
+
+ I had a little nut-tree 35
+
+ I had a little pony 84
+
+ I had four brothers over the sea 155
+
+ I have a little sister 139
+
+ I'll tell you a story 9
+
+ I like little pussy, her coat is so warm 69
+
+ I love you well, my little brother 133
+
+ In fir tar is 57
+
+ Intery, mintery, cutery, corn 55
+
+ I saw a peacock with a fiery tail 61
+
+ It costs little Gossip her income for shoes 157
+
+ It's raining, it's pouring 169
+
+ I went to the wood and got it 85
+
+ I went up one pair of stairs 146
+
+ I will sing you a song 109
+
+ I won't be my father's Jack 50
+
+
+ Jack and Jill went up the hill 80
+
+ Jack, be nimble; Jack, be quick 84
+
+ Jack Spratt could eat no fat 97
+
+ Jack Spratt had a cat 10
+
+ Jack Spratt's pig 125
+
+ Jerry Hall, he is so small 39
+
+ Jockey was a piper's son 40
+
+ John, come sell thy fiddle 14
+
+ Joseph Smith bought a rake 27
+
+
+ Ladies and gentlemen, come to supper 152
+
+ Lady bird, lady bird, fly away home 87
+
+ Lady-bug, lady-bug 48
+
+ Lazy Tom, with jacket blue 53
+
+ Little Betty Blue 39
+
+ Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep 16
+
+ Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn 8
+
+ Little Cock Robin peeped out of his cabin 32
+
+ Little drops of water 31
+
+ Little girl, little girl, where have you been? 33
+
+ Little Jack Horner 100
+
+ Little King Boggen he built a fine hall 173
+
+ Little lad, little lad 32
+
+ Little maid, little maid 50
+
+ Little maid, pretty maid 34
+
+ Little Miss Donnet 41
+
+ Little Miss Lily 47
+
+ Little Miss Muffet 32
+
+ Little Nancy Etticote 30
+
+ Little Poll Parrot 41
+
+ Little Polly Flinders 119
+
+ Little Robin Red-breast sat upon a rail 29
+
+ Little Tommy Grace 43
+
+ Little Tommy Tittlemouse 77
+
+ Little Tommy Tucker 99
+
+ Little Tom Twig 132
+
+ Love your own, kiss your own 40
+
+ Lucy Locket lost her pocket 24
+
+
+ Made in London 31
+
+ Make three-fourths of a cross 71
+
+ Margaret wrote a letter 11
+
+ Margery Mutton-pie and Johnny Bopeep 82
+
+ Mary had a little lamb 68
+
+ Mary had a pretty bird 86
+
+ Mary, Mary, quite contrary 73
+
+ Merry are the bells 130
+
+ Miss Jane had a bag 93
+
+ Monday's bairn is fair of face 139
+
+ Multiplication is vexation 60
+
+ My little old man and I fell out 77
+
+ My maid Mary, she minds the dairy 5
+
+ My mother, and your mother 71
+
+ My pussy-cat has got the gout 129
+
+ My story's ended 28
+
+
+ Nancy Dawson has grown so fine 128
+
+ Needles and pins 169
+
+ Nose, nose, jolly red nose 108
+
+ Now go to sleep, my little son 104
+
+
+ Of all the gay birds that e'er I did see 114
+
+ Oh, dear, What can the matter be? Johnny's so long 62
+
+ Old Father Grey Beard 40
+
+ Old Grimes is dead 128
+
+ Old King Cole was a merry old soul 175
+
+ Old Mother Hubbard 162
+
+ One, he loves; two, he loves 46
+
+ One for the money 96
+
+ One misty, moisty morning 37
+
+ One, two, buckle my shoe 51
+
+ One, two, three, four, Mary at the cottage door 114
+
+ One, two, three, four, five, catching fishes all alive 114
+
+ 1, 2, 3, 4, 5! I caught a hare alive 67
+
+ On Saturday night it shall be my whole care 25
+
+ Over the water and under the water 15
+
+
+ Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake 2
+
+ Pease-porridge hot 4-158
+
+ Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater 57
+
+ Peter Piper picked a peck 129
+
+ Peter White will ne'er go right 165
+
+ Phoebe rode a nanny-goat 13
+
+ Pickeleem, pickeleem pummis-stone 35
+
+ Pit, pat, well-a-day 31
+
+ Pitty Patty Polt 27
+
+ Play, play every day 29
+
+ Please to remember 5
+
+ Polly, put the kettle on 13
+
+ Polly, Dolly, Kate and Molly 12
+
+ Poor Dog Bright 6
+
+ Pussy Cat Mole 88
+
+ Pussy-Cat, pussy-cat, where have you been? 109
+
+ Pussy sits beside the fire 37
+
+
+ Rain, rain, go away 65
+
+ Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross to see a fine lady 89
+
+ Ride a cock-horse to Shrewsbury Cross 44
+
+ Riddle-me, riddle-me, riddle-me-ree 91
+
+ Ring-a-round-a roses 40
+
+ Ring the bell! 4
+
+ Robert Barnes, fellow fine 94
+
+ Robin and Richard were two pretty men 101
+
+ Robin the Bobbin, the big-bellied Ben 138
+
+ Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green 74
+
+ Rosemary green, and lavender blue 44
+
+ Rowley Powley, pudding and pie 175
+
+ Rub-a-dub-dub 5
+
+
+ See a pin and pick it up 83
+
+ See-saw Jack in the hedge 29
+
+ See-saw, Margery Daw, Jacky shall have a new master 101
+
+ See-saw, Margery Daw, Jenny shall have a new master 9
+
+ See-saw, sacaradown, sacaradown 25
+
+ Shoe the colt 36
+
+ Shoe the horse and shoe the mare 27
+
+ Sing a song of sixpence 70
+
+ Sing, sing! What shall I sing? 10
+
+ Smiling girls, rosy boys 129
+
+ Sneeze on Monday, sneeze for danger 157
+
+ Solomon Grundy 76
+
+ Some little mice sat in a barn to spin 20
+
+ Speak when you're spoken to 137
+
+ St. Swithin's Day, if thou dost rain 114
+
+ Swan, swam over the sea 107
+
+
+ Taffy was a Welshman 145
+
+ Tell-tale-tit! 99
+
+ Ten little Injuns standing in a line 124
+
+ The calf, the goose, the bee 69
+
+ The cock doth crow 6
+
+ The cock's on the housetop blowing his horn 33
+
+ The cuckoo's a fine bird 74
+
+ The dove says, "Coo, coo, what shall I do?" 6
+
+ The girl in the lane, that couldn't speak plain 34
+
+ The greedy man is he who sits 45
+
+ The King of France went up the hill 7
+
+ The lion and the unicorn 174
+
+ The man in the moon came tumbling down 121
+
+ The man in the moon looked out of the moon 93
+
+ The man in the wilderness asked me 92
+
+ The North wind doth blow 152
+
+ The old woman must stand at the tub 54
+
+ The Queen of Hearts 146
+
+ The rose is red, the violet is blue 20
+
+ The two gray kits 17
+
+ The winds they did blow 78
+
+ There dwelt an old woman at Exeter 85
+
+ There was a crooked man 71
+
+ There was a little boy and a little girl 31
+
+ There was a little girl who had a little curl 45
+
+ There was a little girl who wore a little hood 23
+
+ There was a little green house 79
+
+ There was a little man and he had a little gun 116
+
+ There was a little one-eyed gunner 80
+
+ There was a man in our town and he was wondrous wise 63
+
+ There was an old crow 29
+
+ There was an old woman, and what do you think 28
+
+ There was an old woman, as I've heard tell 153
+
+ There was an old woman and nothing she had 117
+
+ There was an old woman called Nothing-at-all 73
+
+ There was an old woman had three cows 44
+
+ There was an old woman, her name it was Peg 38
+
+ There was an old woman in Surrey 43
+
+ There was an old woman lived under a hill,
+ and if she's not gone 19
+
+ There was an old woman lived under a hill,
+ she put a mouse in a bag 14
+
+ There was an old woman of Harrow, 87
+
+ There was an old woman of Leeds, 82
+
+ There was an old woman tossed up in a basket 75
+
+ There was an old woman who lived in a shoe 88
+
+ There was an owl lived in an oak 127
+
+ There was a rat for want of stairs 62
+
+ There once were two cats of Kilkenny 115
+
+ There's a neat little clock 96
+
+ There were two blackbirds 52
+
+ Thirty days hath September 83
+
+ This is the house that Jack built 140
+
+ This is the way the ladies ride 126
+
+ This little pig went to market 7
+
+ This pig went to the barn 115
+
+ Three Blind Mice 64
+
+ Three children sliding on the ice 102
+
+ Three little kittens they lost their mittens 159
+
+ Three wise men of Gotham 71
+
+ Tit, tat, toe 56
+
+ To market, to market a gallop, a trot 173
+
+ To market, to market, to buy a plum cake 22
+
+ Tommy Trot, a man of laws 95
+
+ Tom, Tom, the Piper's son,
+ he learnt to play when he was young, 20
+
+ Tom, Tom, the Piper's son, stole a pig 123
+
+ Toss up my darling 9
+
+ Trip and go, heave and ho 10
+
+ Tweedle-dum and tweedle-dee 122
+
+ Twinkle, twinkle, little star 120
+
+ Two little dogs 65
+
+
+ Up at Piccadilly, oh! 67
+
+ Up hill and down dale 67
+
+ Upon my word and honor 172
+
+
+ Was ever heard such noise and clamor 60
+
+ Wash the dishes 36
+
+ Wasn't it funny 58
+
+ Wear you a hat, or wear you a crown 52
+
+ Wee Willie Winkie 56
+
+ What do they call you? 73
+
+ What God never sees 53
+
+ What is the rhyme for porringer 82
+
+ When I was a bachelor, I lived by myself 98
+
+ When I was taken from the fair body 13
+
+ When Jacky's a very good boy 133
+
+ When little Fred went to bed 59
+
+ When the days begin to lengthen 1
+
+ Where are you going, my pretty maid? 72
+
+ Whistle, daughter, whistle 38
+
+ Who comes here? 59
+
+ Who killed Cock Robin? 170
+
+ "Will you walk into my parlor?" 110
+
+ Willy boy, Willy boy 79
+
+
+ Yankee Doodle went to town 174
+
+ * * * * *
+
+ [Illustration:
+
+ _See saw, Margery Daw,
+ Jenny shall have a new master_]
+
+
+ Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree top,
+ When the wind blows, the cradle will rock;
+ When the bough bends, the cradle will fall.
+ Down will come baby, cradle, and all.
+
+
+ Currahoo, curr dhoo,
+ Love me, and I'll love you!
+ [Imitate a Pigeon]
+
+
+ When the days begin to lengthen
+ The cold begins to strengthen.
+
+
+ Cantaloupes! Cantaloupes! What is the price?
+ Eight for a dollar, and all very nice.
+
+
+ Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man!
+ Make me a cake as fast as you can:
+ Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T,
+ And there will be enough for Baby and me.
+
+
+ As I was going to St. Ives,
+ I met a man with seven wives,
+ Every wife had seven sacks,
+ Every sack had seven cats,
+ Every cat had seven kits:
+ Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
+ How many were there going to St. Ives?
+ [One]
+
+
+ Bye, baby, bunting,
+ Daddy's gone a-hunting,
+ To get a little rabbit skin
+ To wrap his baby bunting in.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ As Tommy Snooks and Bessy Brooks
+ Were walking out one Sunday,
+ Says Tommy Snooks to Bessy Brooks,
+ "To-morrow will be Monday."
+
+
+ Bow-wow-wow,
+ Whose dog art thou?
+ Little Tom Tucker's dog,
+ Bow-wow-wow.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Pease-porridge hot,
+ Pease-porridge cold,
+ Pease-porridge in the pot
+ Nine days old.
+ Spell me _that_ in four letters.
+ I will.
+ T-H-A-T.
+
+
+ Ring the bell!
+ Knock at the door!
+ Lift up the latch!
+ And walk in!
+
+
+ Rub-a-dub-dub,
+ Three men in a tub;
+ And who do you think they be?
+ The butcher, the baker,
+ The candlestick-maker;
+ Turn 'em out, knaves all three!
+
+
+ Please to remember
+ The Fifth of November,
+ Gunpowder, treason, and plot;
+ I know no reason
+ Why gunpowder treason
+ Should ever be forgot.
+
+
+ My maid Mary she minds the dairy,
+ While I go a-hoeing and mowing each morn;
+ Gaily run the reel and the little spinning wheel,
+ While I am singing and mowing my corn.
+
+
+ Poor Dog Bright
+ Ran off with all his might,
+ Because the cat was after him--
+ Poor Dog Bright!
+
+ Poor Cat Fright
+ Ran off with all her might,
+ Because the dog was after her--
+ Poor Cat Fright!
+
+
+ All of a row,
+ Bend the bow,
+ Shot at a pigeon,
+ And killed a crow.
+
+
+ The cock doth crow,
+ To let you know,
+ If you be well,
+ 'Tis time to rise.
+
+
+ The dove says, "Coo, coo, what shall I do?
+ I can scarce maintain two."
+ "Pooh! pooh!" says the wren; "I have got ten,
+ And keep them all like gentlemen."
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ This little pig went to market.
+ This little pig stayed home.
+ This little pig had roast meat.
+ This little pig had none.
+ This little pig went to the barn door
+ And cried week, week, for more.
+
+
+ The King of France went up the hill
+ With twenty thousand men;
+ The King of France came down the hill,
+ And ne'er went up again.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Little boy blue, come blow your horn;
+ The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
+ Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep?
+ He's under the hay-cock, fast a-sleep.
+ Will you wake him? No, not I;
+ For if I do, he'll be sure to cry.
+
+
+ See saw, Margery Daw,
+ Jenny shall have a new master;
+ She shall have but a penny a-day,
+ Because she can't work any faster.
+
+
+ A duck and a drake,
+ And a halfpenny cake,
+ With a penny to pay the old baker.
+ A hop and a scotch
+ Is another notch,
+ Slitherum, slatherum, take her.
+
+
+ Here stands a post,--
+ Who put it there?
+ A better man than you:
+ Touch it if you dare?
+
+
+ I'll tell you a story,
+ About John-a-Nory:
+ And now my story's begun.
+ I'll tell you another,
+ About Jack and his brother,
+ And now my story's done.
+
+
+ Toss up my darling, toss him up high,
+ Don't let his head, though, hit the blue sky.
+
+
+ Trip and go, heave and ho!
+ Up and down, to and fro;
+ From the town to the grove,
+ Two and two, let us rove,
+ A-maying, a-playing;
+ Love hath no gainsaying!
+ So merrily trip and go!
+ So merrily trip and go!
+
+
+ Sing, sing!--What shall I sing?
+ The cat's run away with the pudding-bag string!
+
+
+ Great A, little A,
+ This is pancake day;
+ Toss the ball high,
+ Throw the ball low,
+ Those that come after
+ May sing Heigh-ho!
+
+
+ Jack Sprat
+ Had a cat,
+ It had but one ear;
+ It went to buy butter
+ When butter was dear.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Margaret wrote a letter,
+ Sealed 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_.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Polly, Dolly, Kate and Molly,
+ All are filled with pride and folly.
+
+ Polly tattles,
+ Dolly wriggles,
+ Katy rattles,
+ Molly giggles;
+
+ Whoe'er knew such constant rattling,
+ Wriggling, giggling, noise, and tattling.
+
+
+ When I was taken from the fair body,
+ They then cut off my head,
+ And thus my shape was altered.
+ It's I that make peace between King and ring,
+ And many a true lover glad.
+ All this I do, and ten times more,
+ And more I could do still;
+ But nothing can I do
+ Without my guider's will.
+ [A quill pen]
+
+
+ Polly put the kettle on,
+ Susy took it off;
+ Aunt Jemima's little girl
+ Has got the whooping cough.
+
+
+ Phoebe rode a nanny goat,
+ Susy broke her leg,
+ Father took his wedding coat
+ And hung it on a peg.
+
+
+ There was an old woman
+ Lived under a hill;
+ She put a mouse in a bag,
+ And sent it to the mill.
+
+ The miller declar'd
+ By the point of his knife,
+ He never took toll
+ Of a mouse in his life.
+
+
+ "John, come sell thy fiddle,
+ And buy thy wife a gown."
+ "No, I'll not sell my fiddle,
+ For ne'er a wife in town."
+
+
+ Ding, dong, bell,
+ Pussy's in the well!
+ Who put her in?
+ Little Johnny Green;
+ Who pulled her out,
+ Big Tom Stout;
+ What a naughty boy was that
+ To try and drown poor pussy cat,
+ Who never did any harm,
+ And killed the mice in his father's barn.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ As I was going up Pippen Hill,
+ Pippen Hill was dirty;
+ There I met a pretty Miss,
+ And she dropped me a curtsy.
+
+ Little Miss, pretty Miss,
+ Blessing light upon you;
+ If I had half a crown a-day,
+ I'd spend it all upon you.
+
+
+ Over the water,
+ And under the water,
+ And always with its head down.
+ [Icicle]
+
+
+ [Illustration:
+
+ _Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,
+ And can't tell where to find them_]
+
+ Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,
+ And can't tell where to find them;
+ Let them alone, and they'll come home,
+ And bring their tails behind them.
+
+ Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep
+ And dreamt she heard them bleating:
+ But when she awoke she found it a joke,
+ For still they all were fleeting.
+
+ Then up she took her little crook,
+ Determined for to find them;
+ She found 'em indeed, but it made her heart bleed,
+ For they'd left their tails behind 'em.
+
+ It happened one day, as Bo-Peep did stray
+ Unto a meadow hard by,
+ There she espied their tails, side by side,
+ All hung on a tree to dry.
+
+
+ Higher than a house, higher than a tree,
+ Oh, whatever can it be?
+ [A Star]
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ The two gray kits
+ And the gray kits' mother
+ All went over
+ The bridge together.
+ The bridge broke down,
+ They all fell in;
+ May the rats go with you,
+ Says Tom Robin.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Elsie Marley has grown so fine,
+ She won't get up to serve the swine;
+ But lies in bed till eight or nine,
+ And surely she does take her time.
+
+
+[Game on a child's features]
+
+ Here sits the Lord Mayor _forehead_
+ Here sit his two men _eyes_
+ Here sits the cock _right cheek_
+ Here sits the hen _left cheek_
+ Here sit the little chickens _top of nose_
+ Here they run in _mouth_
+ Chinchopper, chinchopper,
+ Chinchopper, chin! _chuck the chin_
+
+
+ There was an old woman she lived under a hill,
+ And if she's not gone, she lives there still.
+ Baked apples she sold, and cranberry pies,
+ And she's the old woman that never told lies.
+
+
+ The rose is red, the violet is blue,
+ The gillyflower is sweet and so are you:
+ These are the words you bade me say
+ For a pair of new gloves on Easter-day.
+
+
+ Tom, Tom, the piper's son,
+ He learnt to play when he was young.
+ He with his pipe made such a noise,
+ That he pleased all the girls and boys.
+
+
+ Some little mice sat in a barn to spin,
+ Pussy came by, and she popped her head in;
+ "Shall I come in and cut your threads off?"
+ "Oh, no, kind sir, you will snap our heads off."
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Cock crows in the morn,
+ To tell us to rise.
+ And he who lies late
+ Will never be wise:
+
+ For early to bed,
+ And early to rise,
+ Is the way to be healthy
+ And wealthy and wise.
+
+
+ Ding, dong, darrow,
+ The cat and the sparrow;
+ The little dog has burnt his tail,
+ And he shall be hanged to-morrow.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ To market, to market, to buy a plum cake,
+ Home again, home again, market is late;
+ To market, to market, to buy a plum bun,
+ Home again, home again, market is done.
+
+
+ There was a little girl who wore a little hood,
+ And a curl down the middle of her forehead;
+ When she was good, she was very, very good,
+ But when she was bad, she was horrid.
+
+
+ Bryan O'Lin had no breeches to wear,
+ So he bought him a sheepskin and made him a pair.
+ With the skinny side out, and the woolly side in,
+ "Ah, ha, that is warm!" said Bryan O'Lin.
+
+
+ Dogs in the garden, catch 'em, Towser;
+ Cows in the cornfield, run, boys, run;
+ Cats in the cream-pot, run, girls, run, girls;
+ Fire on the mountains, run, boys, run.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Lucy Locket lost her pocket,
+ Kitty Fisher found it:
+ Not a penny in it,
+ But a ribbon 'round it.
+
+
+ [Illustration:
+
+ _One foot up, the other foot down,
+ And that is the way to London town_]
+
+ See-saw, sacaradown, sacaradown.
+ Which is the way to London town?
+ One foot up, and the other foot down,
+ That is the way to London town.
+
+
+ On Saturday night, it shall be my care
+ To powder my locks and curl my hair.
+ On Sunday morning, my love will come in,
+ When he will marry me with a gold ring.
+
+
+ Daffy-down-dilly has come up to town
+ In a fine petticoat and a green gown.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Baa, baa, black sheep,
+ Have you any wool?
+ Yes, sir, yes, sir,
+ Three bags full:
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ One for the master,
+ One for the dame,
+ But none for the little boy
+ Who cries in the lane.
+
+
+ Pitty Patty Polt,
+ Shoe the wild colt;
+ Here a nail,
+ And there a nail,
+ Pitty Patty Polt.
+
+
+ As high as a castle,
+ As weak as a wastle;
+ And all the king's horses
+ Cannot pull it down.
+ [Smoke]
+
+
+ Eggs, butter, cheese, bread,
+ Stick, stock, stone, dead.
+ Stick him up, stick him down,
+ Stick him in the old man's crown.
+
+
+ Joseph Smith bought a rake,
+ And sold it for some corn;
+ He lived a week on johnny cake,
+ And now he's dead and gone.
+
+
+ Shoe the horse, and shoe the mare,
+ But let the little colt go bare.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ There was an Old Woman,
+ And what do you think?
+ She lived upon nothing but
+ Victuals and drink;
+ And though victuals and drink
+ Were the chief of her diet,
+ This little Old Woman
+ Could never be quiet.
+
+
+ My story's ended, spoon is bended;
+ If you don't like it,
+ Go to the next door,
+ And get it mended.
+
+
+ Come when you're called,
+ Do what you're bid;
+ Shut the door after you,
+ Never be chid.
+
+
+ There was an old crow
+ Sat upon a clod;
+ There's an end of my song,
+ That's odd!
+
+
+ Little Robin Red-breast
+ Sat upon a rail,
+ Needle, naddle, went his head,
+ Wiggle, waggle, went his tail.
+
+
+ Play, play every day,
+ Harry throws his time away.
+ He must work and he must read,
+ And then he'll be a man indeed.
+
+
+ See-saw-Jack in the hedge,
+ Which is the way to London Bridge?
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Little Nancy Etticote,
+ In a white petticoat,
+ With a red nose;
+ The longer she stands,
+ The shorter she grows.
+ [A Candle]
+
+
+ A red sky at night
+ Is the shepherd's delight.
+ A red sky in the morning
+ Is the shepherd's warning.
+
+
+ There was a little boy and a little girl
+ Lived in our alley;
+ Says the little boy to the little girl,
+ "Shall I, oh, shall I?"
+ Says the little girl to the little boy,
+ "What shall we do?"
+ Says the little boy to the little girl,
+ "I will kiss you!"
+
+
+ A good child, a good child,
+ As I suppose you be;
+ Never laugh nor smile,
+ At the tickling of your knee.
+
+
+ Little drops of water,
+ Little grains of sand,
+ Make the mighty ocean,
+ And the pleasant land.
+
+
+ Made in London,
+ Sold at New York,
+ Stops a bottle,
+ And is a cork.
+
+
+ Pit, pat, well-a-day,
+ Little Robin flew away;
+ Where can little Robin be?
+ Gone into the cherry-tree.
+
+
+ [Illustration:
+
+ _Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet,
+ Eating of curds and whey_]
+
+ Little Miss Muffet
+ Sat on a tuffet,
+ Eating of curds and whey;
+ There came a spider,
+ And sat down beside her,
+ And frightened Miss Muffet away.
+
+
+ Little lad, little lad,
+ Where wast thou born?
+ Far off in Lancashire,
+ Under a thorn;
+ Where they sup sour milk
+ From a ram's horn.
+
+
+ Hink minx! the old witch winks,
+ The fat begins to fry:
+ There's nobody home but jumping Joan,
+ Father, Mother, and I.
+
+
+ Little Cock Robin peeped out of his cabin
+ To see the cold winter come in.
+ Tit for tat, what matter for that?
+ He'll hide his head under his wing!
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Little girl, little girl, where have you been?
+ Gathering roses to give to the queen.
+ Little girl, little girl, what gave she you?
+ She gave me a diamond as big as my shoe.
+
+
+ The cock's on the housetop blowing his horn;
+ The bull's in the barn a-threshing of corn;
+ The maids in the meadows are making of hay;
+ The ducks in the river are swimming away.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ "Little maid, pretty maid, whither goest thou?"
+ "Down in the forest to milk my cow."
+ "Shall I go with thee?" "No, not now;
+ When I send for thee, then come thou."
+
+
+ The girl in the lane, that couldn't speak plain,
+ Cried, "Gobble, gobble, gobble:"
+ The man on the hill, that couldn't stand still,
+ Went hobble, hobble, hobble.
+
+
+ I had a little nut-tree, nothing would it bear
+ But a silver nutmeg and a golden pear;
+ The king of Spain's daughter came to visit me,
+ And all was because of my little nut-tree.
+ I skipped over water, I danced over sea,
+ And all the birds in the air couldn't catch me.
+
+
+ Pickeleem, pickeleem, pummis-stone!
+ What is the news, my beautiful one?
+ My pet doll-baby, Frances Maria,
+ Suddenly fainted, and fell in the fire;
+ The clock on the mantle gave the alarm,
+ But all we could save was one china arm.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Wash the dishes, wipe the dishes,
+ Ring the bell for tea;
+ Three good wishes, three good kisses,
+ I will give to thee.
+
+
+ Shoe the colt,
+ Shoe the colt,
+ Shoe the wild mare;
+ Here a nail,
+ There a nail,
+ Yet she goes bare.
+
+
+ Pussy sits beside the fire. How can she be fair?
+ In walks a little doggy--Pussy, are you there?
+ So, so, Mistress Pussy, how do you do?
+ Thank you, thank you, little dog,
+ I'm very well just now.
+
+
+ One misty, moisty morning,
+ When cloudy was the weather,
+ I chanced to meet an old man clothed all in leather.
+ He began to compliment, and I began to grin.
+ How do you do, and how do you do?
+ And how do you do again?
+
+
+ There was an old woman, her name it was Peg;
+ Her head was of wood, and she wore a cork leg.
+ The neighbors all pitched her into the water,
+ Her leg was drown'd first, and her head follow'd a'ter.
+
+
+ Whistle, daughter, whistle; whistle, daughter dear.
+ I cannot whistle, mammy, I cannot whistle clear.
+ Whistle, daughter, whistle, whistle for a pound.
+ I cannot whistle, mammy, I cannot make a sound.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Little Betty Blue,
+ Lost her holiday shoe.
+ What will poor Betty do?
+ Why, give her another,
+ To match the other,
+ And then she will walk in two.
+
+
+ Jerry Hall, he is so small,
+ A rat could eat him, hat and all.
+
+
+ Friday night's dream, on Saturday told,
+ Is sure to come true, be it ever so old.
+
+
+ [Illustration:
+
+ _Ring-a-ring-a roses,
+ A pocket full of posies_]
+
+ Ring-a-round-a roses,
+ A pocket full of posies;
+ Hush--hush--hush--
+ We'll all tumble down.
+
+
+ Old father Grey Beard,
+ Without tooth or tongue;
+ If you'll give me your finger,
+ I'll give you my thumb.
+
+
+ Jockey was a piper's son,
+ And he fell in love when he was young,
+ And the only tune he could play
+ Was, "Over the hills and far away";
+ Over the hills and a great way off,
+ And the wind will blow my top-knot off.
+
+
+ Love your own, kiss your own,
+ Love your own mother, hinny,
+ For if she was dead and gone,
+ You'd ne'er get such another, hinny.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Little Poll Parrot
+ Sat in her garret,
+ Eating toast and tea;
+ A little brown mouse
+ Jumped into the house,
+ And stole it all away.
+
+
+ Little Miss Donnet
+ Wears a huge bonnet;
+ And hoops half as wide
+ As the mouth of the Clyde.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John,
+ Went to bed with his stockings on;
+ One shoe off, and one shoe on,
+ Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John.
+
+
+ There was an old woman in Surrey,
+ Who was morn, noon and night in a hurry;
+ Called her husband a fool,
+ Drove the children to school,
+ The worrying old woman of Surrey.
+
+
+ Little Tommy Grace had a pain in his face,
+ So bad he could not learn a letter;
+ When in came Dicky Long,
+ Singing such a funny song,
+ That Tommy laughed, and found his face much better.
+
+
+ There was an old woman had three cows,
+ Rosy, and Colin, and Dun;
+ Rosy and Colin were sold at the fair,
+ And Dun broke his head in a fit of despair;
+ And there was the end of her three cows,
+ Rosy, and Colin, and Dun.
+
+
+ Ride a cock-horse to Shrewsbury cross,
+ To buy little Johnny a galloping horse:
+ It trots behind and it ambles before,
+ And Johnny shall ride--till he can ride no more.
+
+
+ Rosemary green, and lavender blue,
+ Thyme and sweet marjorum, hyssop and rue.
+
+
+ Handy Spandy, Jack a-dandy,
+ Loves plum-cake and sugar-candy;
+ He bought some at a grocer's shop,
+ And out he came, hop-hop-hop.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ There was a little girl who had a little curl
+ Right in the middle of her forehead;
+ When she was good, she was very, very good,
+ And when she was bad she was horrid.
+
+
+ The greedy man is he who sits
+ And bites bits out of plates,
+ Or else takes up an almanac
+ And gobbles all the dates.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ One, he loves; two, he loves;
+ Three, he loves, they say;
+ Four, he loves with all his heart;
+ Five, he casts away.
+ Six, he loves; seven, she loves;
+ Eight, they both love.
+ Nine, he comes; ten, he tarries;
+ Eleven, he courts; twelve, he marries.
+
+
+ Hush, baby, my doll, I pray you, don't cry,
+ And I'll give you some bread, and some milk by-and-bye;
+ Or, perhaps, you like custard, or, maybe, a tart,
+ Then to either you are welcome, with all my heart.
+
+
+ An old woman lived in Nottingham town,
+ Who owned a small house, and painted it brown;
+ And yet this old woman grew crazy with fright,
+ Lest some one should burn her house in the night.
+
+
+ Bryan O'Lin and his wife, and wife's mother,
+ They all went over the bridge together:
+ The bridge broke down, and they all fell in,--
+ The deuce go with all! said Bryan O'Lin.
+
+
+ Little Miss Lily, you're dreadfully silly
+ To wear such a very long skirt:
+ If you take my advice, you would hold it up nice
+ And not let it trail in the dirt.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Lady-bug, lady-bug,
+ Fly away home,
+ Your house is on fire,
+ Your children will burn.
+
+
+ A swarm of bees in May
+ Is worth a load of hay;
+ A swarm of bees in June
+ Is worth a silver spoon;
+ A swarm of bees in July
+ Is not worth a fly.
+
+
+ [Illustration:
+
+ _Curly locks! Curly locks! wilt thou be mine?
+ Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine_]
+
+ Curly locks! Curly locks! wilt thou be mine?
+ Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine;
+ But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,
+ And feed upon strawberries, sugar and cream!
+
+
+ A cat came fiddling out of a barn.
+ With a pair of bag-pipes under her arm:
+ She could sing nothing but fiddle cum fee,
+ The mouse has married the bumble-bee;
+ Pipe, cat--dance, mouse,
+ We'll have a wedding at our good house.
+
+
+ I won't be my father's Jack,
+ I won't be my mother's Jill,
+ I will be the fiddler's wife,
+ And have music when I will.
+ T'other little tune,
+ T'other little tune,
+ Prythee, love, play me
+ T'other little tune.
+
+
+ Little maid, little maid,
+ Whither goest thou?
+ Down in the meadow
+ To milk my cow.
+
+
+ As the days grow longer
+ The storms grow stronger.
+
+
+ Hickory, dickory, sackory down
+ How many miles to Richmond town?
+ Turn to the left and turn to the right,
+ And you may get there by Saturday night.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ One, two, buckle my shoe;
+ Three, four, shut the door;
+ Five, six, pick up sticks;
+ Seven, eight, lay them straight;
+ Nine, ten, a good fat hen;
+ Eleven, twelve, who will delve;
+ Thirteen, fourteen, maids a-courting;
+ Fifteen, sixteen, maids a-kissing;
+ Seventeen, eighteen, maids a-waiting;
+ Nineteen, twenty, my stomach's empty.
+
+
+ Wear you a hat, or wear you a crown,
+ All that goes up must surely come down.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ There were two blackbirds
+ Sitting on a hill.
+ The one named Jack,
+ And the other named Jill.
+ Fly away, Jack!
+ Fly away, Jill!
+ Come again, Jack!
+ Come again, Jill!
+
+
+ Bat, bat, come under my hat,
+ And I'll give you a slice of bacon;
+ And when I bake, I'll give you a cake,
+ If I am not mistaken.
+
+
+ What God never sees,
+ What the King seldom sees,
+ What we see every day:
+ Read my riddle, I pray.
+ [An Equal]
+
+
+ Lazy Tom, with jacket blue,
+ Stole his father's gouty shoe;
+ The worst of harm we can wish him,
+ Is, his gouty shoe may fit him.
+
+
+ Burnie bee, burnie bee,
+ Tell me when your wedding be?
+ If it be to-morrow day,
+ Take your wings and fly away.
+
+
+ A water there is, I must pass,
+ A broader water never was;
+ And yet of all waters I ever did see,
+ To pass over with less jeopardy.
+ [The Dew]
+
+
+ Draw a pail of water
+ For my lady's daughter;
+ My father's a king, and my mother's a queen,
+ My two little sisters are dressed in green,
+ Slumping grass and parsley,
+ Marigold leaves and daisies.
+ One rush! Two rush!
+ Pray thee, fine lady, come under my rush.
+
+
+ The old woman must stand at the tub, tub, tub,
+ The dirty clothes to rub, rub, rub;
+ But when they are clean, and fit to be seen,
+ She'll dress like a lady, and dance on the green.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Georgey Porgey, pudding and pie,
+ Kissed the girls and made them cry;
+ When the girls come out to play,
+ Georgey Porgey runs away.
+
+
+ Intery, mintery, cutery, corn,
+ Apple seed, and apple thorn;
+ Wine, brier, limber lock,
+ Three geese in a flock,
+ One flew east, one flew west,
+ And one flew over the goose's nest.
+
+
+ Tit, tat, toe,
+ My first go,
+ Three jolly butcher boys
+ All in a row;
+ Stick one up,
+ Stick one down,
+ Stick one on the old man's crown.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Wee Willie Winkie
+ Runs through the town,
+ Up-stairs and down-stairs,
+ In his night gown;
+ Rapping at the window,
+ Crying at the lock,
+ "Are the children in their beds,
+ For now it's ten o'clock?"
+
+
+ [Illustration:
+
+ _Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater,
+ Had a wife and couldn't keep her_]
+
+ Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater;
+ Had a wife, and couldn't keep her;
+ He put her in a pumpkin shell,
+ And there he kept her very well.
+
+ Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater;
+ Had another and didn't love her;
+ Peter learned to read and spell,
+ And then he loved her very well.
+
+
+[The following lines are sung by children when starting for a race]
+
+ Good horses, bad horses,
+ What is the time of day?
+ Three o'clock, four o'clock,
+ Now fare you away.
+
+
+[Say quick]
+
+ In fir tar is.
+ In oak none is.
+ In mud eel is.
+ In clay none is.
+ Goat eat ivy.
+ Mare eat oats.
+
+
+ Buz, quoth the blue fly,
+ Hum, quoth the bee,
+ Buz and hum they cry,
+ And so do we:
+ In his ear, in his nose,
+ Thus, do you see?
+ He ate the dormouse,
+ Else it was me.
+
+
+ Wasn't it funny? hear it all people!
+ Little Tom Thum has swallowed a steeple!
+ How did he do it?
+ I'll tell you, my son:
+ 'Twas made of white sugar--and easily done!
+
+
+ Hector Protector was dressed all in green;
+ Hector Protector was sent to the Queen.
+ The Queen did not like him,
+ No more did the King:
+ So Hector Protector was sent back again.
+
+
+ Donkey, donkey, old and gray,
+ Ope your mouth, and gently bray;
+ Lift your ears and blow your horn,
+ To wake the world this sleepy morn.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ When little Fred went to bed,
+ He always said his prayers;
+ He kissed mamma, and then papa,
+ And straightway went up-stairs.
+
+
+ Who comes here?
+ "A grenadier."
+ What do you want?
+ "A pot of beer."
+ Where is your money?
+ "I've forgot."
+ Get you gone,
+ You can't have a drop.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Multiplication is vexation,
+ Division is as bad;
+ The Rule of Three doth puzzle me,
+ And Fractions drive me mad.
+
+
+ Was ever heard such noise and clamor!
+ The hatchet's jealous of the hammer!
+
+
+[Mind your Punctuation]
+
+ I saw a peacock with a fiery tail,
+ I saw a blazing comet drop down hail,
+ I saw a cloud wrapped with ivy round,
+ I saw an oak creep on the ground,
+ I saw a snail swallow up a whale,
+ I saw the sea brimful of ale,
+ I saw a Venice glass full fifteen feet deep,
+ I saw a well full of men's tears that weep,
+ I saw red eyes all of a flaming fire,
+ I saw a house bigger than the moon and higher,
+ I saw the sun at twelve o'clock at night,
+ I saw the man that saw this wondrous sight.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Here am I, little jumping Joan,
+ When nobody's with me, I'm always alone.
+
+
+ There was a rat, for want of stairs,
+ Went down a rope to say his prayers.
+
+
+ Oh dear, what can the matter be
+ Johnny's so long at the fair,
+ He promised to buy me a bunch of blue ribbons
+ To tie up my bonny brown hair.
+
+
+ There was a man in our town,
+ And he was wondrous wise;
+ He jumped into a bramble bush,
+ And scratch'd out both his eyes;
+
+ And when he saw his eyes were out,
+ With all his might and main,
+ He jump'd into another bush,
+ And scratch'd them in again.
+
+
+ Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy and Bess,
+ They all went together to seek a bird's nest.
+ They found a bird's nest with five eggs in,
+ They all took one, and left four in.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Three Blind Mice,
+ See how they run!
+ They all ran after the farmer's wife,
+ Who cut off their tails with a carving knife;
+ Did ever you hear such a thing in your life
+ As three blind mice?
+
+
+ [Illustration:
+
+ _Rain, rain, go away;
+ Come again another day_]
+
+ Rain, rain, go away;
+ Come again another day;
+ Little Johnny wants to play.
+
+
+ Clap, clap handies,
+ Mammie's wee, wee ain;
+ Clap, clap handies,
+ Daddie's comin' hame,
+ Hame till his bonny wee bit laddie;
+ Clap, clap handies,
+ My wee, wee ain.
+
+
+ At the siege of Belleisle,
+ I was there all the while,
+ All the while, all the while,
+ At the siege of Belleisle.
+
+
+ Two little dogs
+ Sat by the fire,
+ Over a fender of coal-dust;
+ Said one little dog
+ To the other little dog,
+ If you don't talk, why, I must.
+
+
+ "Come, let's to bed,"
+ Says Sleepy-head;
+ "Tarry a while," says Slow.
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ "Put on the pot,"
+ Says the Greedy one,
+ "Let's sup before we go."
+
+
+ Up at Piccadilly, oh!
+ The coachman takes his stand,
+ And when he meets a pretty girl
+ He takes her by the hand;
+ Whip away forever, oh!
+ Drive away so clever, oh!
+ All the way to Bristol, oh!
+ He drives her four-in-hand.
+
+
+ Dickery, dickery, dock;
+ The mouse ran up the clock;
+ The clock struck One,
+ The mouse ran down,
+ Dickery, dickery, dock.
+
+
+ Up hill and down dale;
+ Butter is made in every vale;
+ And if that Nancy Cook
+ Is a good girl,
+ She shall have a spouse,
+ And make butter anon,
+ Before her old grandmother
+ Grows a young man.
+
+
+ 1, 2, 3, 4, 5!
+ I caught a hare alive
+ 6, 7, 8, 9, 10!
+ I let him go again.
+
+
+ Mary had a little lamb with fleece as white as snow,
+ And everywhere that Mary went the lamb was sure to go.
+ It followed her to school one day, that was against the rule.
+ It made the children laugh and play, to see a lamb at school.
+
+ And so the teacher turned it out, but still it lingered near,
+ And waited patiently about till Mary did appear.
+ "Why does the lamb love Mary so," the eager children cry,
+ "Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know!" the teacher did reply.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ I like little pussy,
+ Her coat is so warm,
+ And if I don't hurt her,
+ She'll do me no harm;
+ So I'll not pull her tail,
+ Nor drive her away,
+ But pussy and I
+ Very gently will play.
+
+
+ The calf, the goose, the bee,
+ The world is ruled by these three.
+ [Parchment, pens, and wax]
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Sing a song of sixpence,
+ A pocket full of rye;
+ Four-and-twenty blackbirds
+ Baked in a pie.
+
+ When the pie was opened,
+ The birds began to sing;
+ Was not that a dainty dish
+ To set before the king?
+
+ The king was in his counting-house,
+ Counting out his money;
+ The queen was in the parlor,
+ Eating bread and honey.
+
+ The maid was in the garden,
+ Hanging out the clothes;
+ Down came a blackbird,
+ And pecked off her nose.
+
+
+ Three wise men of Gotham
+ Went to sea in a bowl;
+ If the bowl had been stronger,
+ My song had been longer.
+
+
+ Make three-fourths of a cross,
+ And a circle complete;
+ And let two semicircles
+ On a perpendicular meet;
+ Next add a triangle
+ That stands on two feet;
+ Next two semicircles,
+ And a circle complete.
+ [TOBACCO]
+
+
+ My mother and your mother
+ Went over the way;
+ Said my mother to your mother,
+ "It's chop-a-nose day."
+
+
+ There was a crooked man,
+ And he went a crooked mile,
+ And he found a crooked sixpence
+ Against a crooked stile;
+ He bought a crooked cat,
+ Which caught a crooked mouse,
+ And they all lived together
+ In a little crooked house.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ "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.
+
+ "Say, will you marry me, my pretty maid?"
+ "Yes, if you please, kind 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.
+
+
+ [Illustration:
+
+ _Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
+ How does your garden grow?_]
+
+ Mary, Mary quite contrary,
+ How does your garden grow?
+ Silver bells and cockle shells,
+ And pretty maids all in a row.
+
+
+ There was an old woman
+ Called Nothing-at-all,
+ Who rejoiced in a dwelling
+ Exceedingly small:
+ A man stretched his mouth
+ To its utmost extent,
+ And down at one gulp
+ House and old woman went.
+
+
+ Aena, deena, dina, duss,
+ Kattle, weela, wila, wuss,
+ Spit, spot, must be done,
+ Twiddlum, twaddlum, twenty-one.
+ O-u-t spells out!
+
+
+ "What do they call you?"
+ "Patchy Dolly."
+ "Where were you born?"
+ "In the cow's horn."
+ "Where were you bred?"
+ "In the cow's head."
+ "Where will you die?"
+ "In the cow's eye."
+
+
+ The cuckoo's a fine bird,
+ He sings as he flies;
+ He brings us good tidings,
+ He tells us no lies.
+
+ He sucks little birds' eggs,
+ To make his voice clear;
+ And when he sings "cuckoo!"
+ The summer is near.
+
+
+ Come, my dear children,
+ Up is the sun,
+ Birds are all singing,
+ And morn has begun.
+
+ Up from the bed, Miss,
+ Out on the lea;
+ The horses are waiting
+ For you and for me!
+
+
+ Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green;
+ Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen;
+ And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring;
+ And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the king.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ There was an old woman tossed up in a basket,
+ Ninety times as high as the moon:
+ And where she was going, I couldn't but ask her,
+ For in her hand she carried a broom.
+
+ "Old woman, old woman, old woman," quoth I,
+ "Whither, O whither, O whither so high?"
+ "To sweep the cobwebs off the sky!"
+ "Shall I go with you?" "Aye, by-and-by."
+
+
+ Solomon Grundy,
+ Born on a Monday,
+ Christened on Tuesday,
+ Married on Wednesday,
+ Took ill on Thursday,
+ Worse on Friday,
+ Died on Saturday,
+ Buried on Sunday:
+ This is the end of
+ Solomon Grundy.
+
+
+ Hot cross buns,
+ Hot cross buns,
+ One a penny, two a penny,
+ Hot cross buns.
+ If your daughters
+ Don't like 'em,
+ Give them to your sons,
+ One a penny, two a penny,
+ Hot cross buns.
+
+
+ Humpty-Dumpty sat on a wall,
+ Humpty-Dumpty had a great fall;
+ All the king's horses, and all the king's men,
+ Cannot put Humpty-Dumpty together again.
+ [An Egg]
+
+
+ My little old man and I fell out,
+ I'll tell you what 'twas all about;
+ I had money and he had none,
+ And that's the way the noise begun.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Little Tommy Tittlemouse
+ Lived in a little house;
+ He caught fishes
+ In other men's ditches.
+
+
+ The winds they did blow,
+ The leaves they did wag;
+ Along came a beggar boy,
+ And put me in his bag--
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ He took me up to London,
+ A lady did me buy--
+ Put me in a silver cage
+ And hung me up on high--
+
+ With apples by the fire,
+ And nuts for to crack,
+ Besides a little feather-bed,
+ To rest my little back.
+
+
+ There was a little green house,
+ And in the little green house
+ There was a little brown house,
+ And in the little brown house
+ There was a little yellow house,
+ And in the little yellow house
+ There was a little white house,
+ And in the little white house
+ There was a little heart.
+ [A Walnut]
+
+
+ Cry, baby, cry,
+ Put your finger in your eye,
+ And tell your mother it wasn't I.
+
+
+ Willy boy, Willy boy,
+ Where are you going?
+ I will go with you, if I may.
+ I am going to the meadows,
+ To see them mowing,
+ I am going to see them make hay.
+
+
+ A hill full--a hole full,
+ Yet you cannot catch a bowl full.
+ [Mist]
+
+
+ If ifs and ands
+ Were pots and pans,
+ There would be no need for tinkers!
+
+
+ [Illustration:
+
+ _Jack fell down and broke his crown,
+ And Jill came tumbling after_]
+
+ Jack and Jill went up the hill,
+ To fetch a pail of water;
+ Jack fell down and broke his crown,
+ And Jill came tumbling after.
+
+ Up Jack got and home did trot,
+ As fast as he could caper;
+ Dame Jill had the job to plaster his knob,
+ With vinegar and brown paper.
+
+
+ There was a little one-eyed gunner,
+ Who kill'd all the birds that died last summer.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ 1. I am a gold lock.
+ 2. I am a gold key.
+ 1. I am a silver lock.
+ 2. I am a silver key.
+ 1. I am a brass lock.
+ 2. I am a brass key.
+ 1. I am a lead lock.
+ 2. I am a lead key.
+ 1. I am a monk lock.
+ 2. I am a monk key.
+
+
+ There was an old woman of Leeds,
+ Who spent all her time in good deeds;
+ She worked for the poor
+ Till her fingers were sore,
+ This pious old woman of Leeds!
+
+
+ Margery Mutton-pie and Johnny Bopeep,
+ They met together in Gracechurch-Street;
+ In and out, in and out, over the way,
+ Oh! says Johnny, 'tis chop-nose day.
+
+
+ What is the rhyme for porringer?
+ The King he had a daughter fair.
+ And gave the Prince of Orange her.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ See a pin and pick it up,
+ All the day you'll have good luck.
+ See a pin and let it lay,
+ Bad luck you'll have all the day.
+
+
+ Thirty days hath September,
+ April, June, and November;
+ All the rest have thirty-one--
+ Except February, alone,
+ Which has four and twenty-four,
+ And every fourth year, one day more.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,
+ And Jack jump over the candlestick.
+
+
+ I had a little pony
+ I call'd him Dapple Gray,
+ I lent him to a lady
+ To ride a mile away.
+ She whipped him, she slashed him,
+ She rode him through the mire;
+ I would not lend my pony now,
+ For all the lady's hire.
+
+
+ I went to the wood and got it;
+ I sat me down and looked at it;
+ The more I looked at it the less I liked it,
+ And I brought it home because I couldn't help it.
+ [A Thorn]
+
+
+ Darby and Joan were dress'd in black,
+ Sword and buckle behind their back;
+ Foot for foot, and knee for knee,
+ Turn about Darby's company.
+
+
+ There dwelt an old woman at Exeter;
+ When visitors came it sore vexed her;
+ So for fear they should eat,
+ She locked up all her meat,
+ This stingy old woman of Exeter.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Mary had a pretty bird,--
+ Feathers bright and yellow;
+ Slender legs, upon my word,
+ He was a pretty fellow--
+ The sweetest notes he always sung,
+ Which much delighted Mary;
+ And near the cage she'd ever sit,
+ To hear her own canary.
+
+
+ Ladybird, ladybird, fly away home!
+ Your house is on fire, your children all gone,
+ All but one, and her name is Ann,
+ And she crept under the pudding pan.
+
+
+ Awake, arise, pull out your eyes,
+ And hear what time of day;
+ And when you have done,
+ Pull out your tongue,
+ And see what you can say.
+
+
+ There was an old woman of Harrow,
+ Who visited in a wheelbarrow;
+ And her servant before,
+ Knocked loud at each door,
+ To announce the old woman of Harrow.
+
+
+ [Illustration:
+
+ _There was an old woman who lived in a shoe,
+ She had so many children, she didn't know what to do_]
+
+ There was an old woman who lived in a shoe,
+ She had so many children, she didn't know what to do.
+ She gave them some broth, without any bread,
+ She whipped them all around, and sent them to bed.
+
+
+ Pussy Cat Mole,
+ Jump'd over a Coal,
+ And in her best petticoat burnt a great hole.
+ Poor pussy's weeping, she'll have no more milk
+ Until her best petticoat's mended with silk.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,
+ To see a fine lady upon a white horse;
+ With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,
+ She shall have music wherever she goes.
+
+
+ I do not like thee, Dr. Fell,
+ The reason why I cannot tell;
+ But this I know, and know full well,
+ I do not like thee, Dr. Fell.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Cross Patch,
+ Draw the latch,
+ Sit by the fire and spin;
+ Take a cup,
+ And drink it up,
+ And call your neighbors in.
+
+
+ Charley Warley had a cow,
+ Black and white about the brow,
+ Open the gate and let her through,
+ Charley Warley's old cow!
+
+
+ Doctor Faustus was a good man,
+ He whipped his scholars now and then;
+ When he whipped them he made them dance
+ Out of Scotland into France,
+ Out of France into Spain,
+ And then he whipped them back again!
+
+
+ Riddle-me riddle-me riddle-me-ree,
+ Perhaps you can tell what this riddle may be:
+ As deep as a house, as round as a cup,
+ And all the king's horses can't draw it up.
+ [A Well]
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ The man in the wilderness asked me,
+ How many strawberries grew in the sea?
+ I answered him,
+ As I thought good,
+ As many as red herrings
+ Grew in the wood.
+
+
+ Miss Jane had a bag, and a mouse was in it,
+ She opened the bag, he was out in a minute.
+ The cat saw him jump, and run under the table,
+ And the dog said, Catch him, puss, soon as you're able.
+
+
+ The Man in the Moon looked out of the moon,
+ Looked out of the moon and said,
+ "'Tis time for all children on the earth
+ To think about getting to bed!"
+
+
+ A riddle, a riddle, as I suppose,
+ A hundred eyes, and never a nose.
+ [A cinder-sifter]
+
+
+ Butterfly, butterfly, whence do you come?
+ I know not, I ask not, I never had home.
+ Butterfly, butterfly, where do you go?
+ Where the sun shines, and where the buds grow.
+
+
+ "Robert Barnes, fellow fine,
+ Can you shoe this horse of mine?"
+ "Yes, good sir, that I can,
+ As well as any other man:
+ Here a nail, and there a prod,
+ And now, good sir, your horse is shod."
+
+
+ Tommy Trot, a man of laws,
+ Sold his bed and lay upon straws;
+ Sold the straw, and slept on grass,
+ To buy his wife a looking-glass.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Hickety, pickety, my black hen,
+ She lays good eggs for gentlemen;
+ Gentlemen come every day,
+ To see what my black hen doth lay.
+
+
+ One for the money,
+ Two for the show,
+ Three to make ready,
+ And four to go.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ There's a neat little clock,
+ In the schoolroom it stands,
+ And it points to the time
+ With its two little hands.
+
+ And may we, like the clock,
+ Keep a face clean and bright,
+ With hands ever ready
+ To do what is right.
+
+
+ Jack Spratt could eat no fat,
+ His wife could eat no lean,
+ And so, betwixt them both, you see,
+ They licked the platter clean.
+ MORAL:
+ Better to go to bed supperless than to rise in debt.
+
+
+ A long-tailed pig, or a short-tailed pig,
+ Or a pig without e'er a tail,
+ A sow-pig, or a boar-pig,
+ Or a pig with a curly tail.
+ MORAL:
+ Take hold of his tail,
+ And eat off his head,
+ And then you will be sure
+ The pig-hog is dead.
+
+
+ When I was a bachelor, I lived by myself,
+ And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon a shelf;
+ The rats and the mice did lead me such a life,
+ That I went to market, to get myself a wife.
+
+ The streets were so broad, and the lanes were so narrow,
+ I could not get my wife home without a wheel-barrow:
+ The wheel-barrow broke, my wife got a fall,
+ Down tumbled wheel-barrow, little wife, and all.
+ MORAL:
+ Provide against the world, and hope for the best.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Little Tommy Tucker,
+ Sings for his supper;
+ What shall he eat?
+ White bread and butter.
+ How shall he cut it
+ Without e'er a knife?
+ How will he be married
+ Without e'er a wife?
+
+
+ Tell-tale tit!
+ Your tongue shall be slit,
+ And all the dogs in the town
+ Shall have a little bit.
+
+
+ Little Jack Horner
+ Sat in a corner,
+ Eating a Christmas pie;
+ He put in his thumb,
+ And pulled out a plum,
+ And said, "What a good boy am I!"
+
+
+ Heigh, diddle, diddle,
+ The cat and the fiddle,
+ The cow jumped over the moon;
+ The little dog laughed
+ To see such sport,
+ And the dish ran away with the spoon.
+
+
+ Robin and Richard were two pretty men;
+ They lay in bed till the clock struck ten;
+ Then up starts Robin, and looks in the sky,
+ Oh! brother Richard, the sun's very high!
+
+
+ See, saw, Margery Daw,
+ Jacky shall have a new master;
+ Jacky must have but a penny a day,
+ Because he can't work any faster.
+
+
+ Great A, little a,
+ Bouncing B!
+ The cat's in the cupboard,
+ And can't see me.
+
+
+ Three children sliding on the ice
+ Upon a summer's day,
+ As it fell out, they all fell in--
+ The rest they ran away.
+
+ Now had these children been at home,
+ Or sliding on dry ground,
+ Ten thousand pounds to one penny,
+ They had not all been drown'd.
+
+ Ye parents who have children dear,
+ And eke ye that have none,
+ If you would keep them safe abroad,
+ Pray keep them safe at home.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Ding, dong, bell,
+ The cat is in the well!
+ Who put her in?
+ Little Johnny Green;
+ What a naughty boy was that
+ To try to drown poor pussy cat,
+ Who never did any harm,
+ And killed the mice in his father's barn.
+ MORAL:
+ He that injures one threatens a hundred.
+
+
+ Cock a doodle doo!
+ My dame has lost her shoe;
+ My master's lost his fiddling stick,
+ And don't know what to do.
+
+
+[The following is a game played as follows: A string of boys and girls,
+each holding by his predecessor's skirts, approaches two others, who
+with joined and elevated hands form a double arch. After the dialogue,
+the line passes through, and the last is caught by a sudden lowering of
+the arm--if possible.]
+
+ How many miles is it to Babylon?
+ Threescore miles and ten.
+ Can I get there by candle-light?
+ Yes, and back again!
+ If your heels are nimble and light,
+ You may get there by candle-light.
+
+
+ Now go to sleep, my little son,
+ Or I shall have to spank you;
+ How do you do? says uncle John--
+ I'm pretty well, I thank you.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Dance to your daddy,
+ My little babby;
+ Dance to your daddy,
+ My little lamb.
+
+ You shall have a fishy
+ In a little dishy;
+ You shall have a fishy
+ When the boat comes in.
+
+
+ A sunshine shower
+ Won't last half an hour.
+ As the day lengthens,
+ So the cold strengthens.
+ The fishes' cry
+ Is never long dry.
+
+
+ Hickery, dickery, 6 and 7,
+ Alabone, crackabone, 10 and 11;
+ Spin, spun, muskidem,
+ Twiddle 'em, twaddle 'em, 21.
+
+
+ If all the seas were one sea,
+ What a _great_ sea that would be!
+ And if all the trees were one tree,
+ What a _great_ tree that would be!
+ And if all the axes were one axe,
+ What a _great_ axe that would be!
+ And if all the men were one man,
+ What a _great_ man he would be!
+ And if the _great_ man took the _great_ axe,
+ And cut down the _great_ tree,
+ And let it fall into the _great_ sea,
+ What a splish, splash _that_ would be!
+
+
+ Hark! hark! the dogs do bark,
+ The beggars have come to town;
+ Some in rags, and some in tags,
+ And some in velvet gowns.
+
+
+ For every evil under the sun,
+ There is a remedy, or there is none.
+ If there be one, try and find it,
+ If there be none, never mind it.
+
+
+ As I was going up and down,
+ I met a little dandy,
+ He pulled my nose, and with two blows
+ I knocked him down quite handy.
+
+
+ I bought a dozen new-laid eggs,
+ Of good old farmer Dickens;
+ I hobbled home upon two legs,
+ And found them full of chickens.
+
+
+ Swan, swam over the sea;
+ Swim, swan, swim,
+ Swan, swam back again;
+ Well, swum, swan.
+
+
+ Bossy-cow, bossy-cow, where do you lie?
+ In the green meadow under the sky.
+
+ Billy-horse, billy-horse, where do you lie?
+ Out in the stable with nobody nigh.
+
+ Birdies bright, birdies sweet, where do you lie?
+ Up in the tree-tops,--oh, ever so high!
+
+ Baby dear, baby love, where do _you_ lie?
+ In my warm crib, with Mamma close by.
+
+
+ Nose, nose, jolly red nose;
+ And what gave thee that jolly red nose?
+ Nutmegs and cinnamon, spices and cloves,
+ And they gave me this jolly red nose.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, where have you been?
+ I've been to London to visit the Queen!
+ Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, what did you there?
+ I frighten'd a little mouse under her chair.
+
+
+ Bobby Shaftoe's gone to sea,
+ Silver buckles on his knee;
+ He'll come back and marry me,
+ Pretty Bobby Shaftoe.
+
+ Bobby Shaftoe's fat and fair,
+ Combing down his yellow hair;
+ He's my love for evermore;
+ Pretty Bobby Shaftoe.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ "Will you walk into my parlor?" said the spider to the fly;
+ "'Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy.
+ The way into my parlor is up a winding stair;
+ And I have many curious things to show you when you're there."
+
+ "Oh, no, no," said the little fly; "to ask me is in vain;
+ For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."
+
+ "I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high;
+ Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the spider to the fly.
+ "There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin;
+ And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!"
+ "Oh, no, no," said the little fly; "for I've often heard it said,
+ They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!"
+
+ Said the cunning spider to the fly,--
+ "Dear friend, what can I do
+ To prove the warm affection I've always felt for you?"
+
+ "I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you're pleased to say,
+ And bidding you good-morning now, I'll call another day."
+
+ The spider turned him round about, and went into his den,
+ For well he knew the silly fly would soon come back again;
+ So he wove a subtle web in a little corner sly,
+ And set his table ready, to dine upon the fly.
+ Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing,--
+ "Come hither, hither, pretty fly, with the pearl and silver wing;
+
+ Your robes are green and purple, there's a crest upon your head!
+ Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"
+
+ Alas! alas! how very soon this silly little fly,
+ Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by.
+ With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,
+ Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, her green and purple hue,--
+ Thinking only of her crested head--poor foolish thing! At last,
+ Up jumped the cunning spider, and fiercely held her fast!
+ He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
+ Within his little parlor,--but she ne'er came out again!
+
+ And now, dear little children, who may this story read,
+ To idle, silly, flattering words, I pray you ne'er give heed;
+ Unto an evil counsellor close heart and ear and eye,
+ And take a lesson from this tale of the Spider and the Fly.
+
+
+ One, two, three, four,
+ Mary at the cottage door;
+ Five, six, seven, eight,
+ Eating cherries off a plate;
+ O-U-T spells out!
+
+
+ One, two, three, four, five,
+ Catching fishes all alive.
+ Why did you let them go?
+ Because they bit my finger so.
+ Which finger did they bite?
+ The little finger on the right.
+
+
+ Of all the gay birds that e'er I did see,
+ The owl is the fairest by far to me;
+ For all the day long she sits on a tree,
+ And when the night comes, away flies she.
+
+
+ St. Swithin's day, if thou dost rain,
+ For forty days it will remain;
+ St. Swithin's day, if thou be fair,
+ For forty days 'twill rain na mair.
+
+
+ There once were two cats of Kilkenny,
+ Each thought there was one cat too many,
+ So they fought and they fit,
+ And they scratched and they bit,
+ Till, excepting their nails
+ And the tips of their tails,
+ Instead of two cats, there weren't any.
+
+
+ 1 This pig went to the barn;
+ 2 This ate all the corn;
+ 3 This said he would tell;
+ 4 This said he wasn't well;
+ 5 This went week, week, week, over the door sill.
+
+
+ There was a little man,
+ And he had a little gun,
+ And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead;
+ He went to the brook
+ And saw a little duck,
+ And he shot it through the head, head, head.
+
+ He carried it home
+ To his old wife Joan,
+ And bid a fire for to make, make, make,
+ To roast the little duck,
+ He had shot in the brook,
+ And he'd go and fetch her the drake, drake, drake.
+
+
+ As I was going o'er London Bridge,
+ I met a cart full of fingers and thumbs!
+ [Gloves.]
+
+
+ Come to the window,
+ My baby, with me,
+ And look at the stars
+ That shine on the sea!
+ There are two little stars
+ That play at bo-peep
+ With two little fish
+ Far down in the deep;
+ And two little frogs
+ Cry neap, neap, neap;
+ I see a dear baby
+ That should be asleep.
+
+
+ There was an old woman
+ And nothing she had;
+ And so this old woman
+ Was said to be mad.
+ She'd nothing to eat,
+ She'd nothing to wear,
+ She'd nothing to lose,
+ She'd nothing to fear,
+ She'd nothing to ask,
+ And nothing to give,
+ And when she did die,
+ She'd nothing to leave.
+
+
+ I had a little husband, no bigger than my thumb;
+ I put him in a pint-pot, and there I bid him drum.
+
+ I bought a little horse, that galloped up and down;
+ I saddled him and bridled him, and sent him out of town.
+
+ I gave him some garters, to garter up his hose,
+ And a little pocket handkerchief to wipe his pretty nose.
+
+
+ Goosey, goosey, gander, wither dost thou wander?
+ Up stairs, and down stairs, and in my lady's chamber.
+ There I met an old man, who would not say his prayers;
+ I took him by the left leg, and threw him down stairs.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Little Polly Flinders
+ Sat among the cinders,
+ Warming her pretty little toes;
+ Her mother came and caught her,
+ And whipped her little daughter
+ For spoiling her nice new clothes.
+
+
+ If all the world was apple-pie,
+ And all the sea was ink,
+ And all the trees were bread and cheese,
+ What should we have to drink?
+
+
+ Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
+ How I wonder what you are!
+ Up above the world so high,
+ Like a diamond in the sky.
+
+ When the blazing sun is gone,
+ When he nothing shines upon,
+ Then you show your little light,
+ Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
+
+ When the traveller in the dark
+ Thanks you for your tiny spark:
+ How could he see where to go
+ If you did not twinkle so?
+
+ In the dark blue sky you keep,
+ Often through my curtains peep,
+ For you never shut your eye,
+ Till the sun is in the sky.
+
+ As your bright and tiny spark
+ Lights the traveller in the dark,
+ Though I know not what you are,
+ Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
+
+
+ The man in the moon
+ Came tumbling down,
+ And asked the way to Norwich.
+ He went by the South,
+ And he burnt his mouth,
+ With eating cold pease porridge.
+
+
+ Hub a dub, dub,
+ Three men in a tub;
+ The butcher, the baker,
+ The candlestick maker;
+ All jumped out of an Irish potato.
+
+
+ Bell-horses, bell-horses,
+ What time of day?
+ One o'clock, two o'clock,
+ Off and away.
+
+
+ Tweedle-dum and tweedle-dee
+ Resolved to have a battle,
+ For tweedle-dum said tweedle-dee
+ Had spoiled his nice new rattle.
+ Just then flew by a monstrous crow,
+ As big as a tar-barrel,
+ Which frightened both the heroes so,
+ They quite forgot their quarrel.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Tom, Tom, the piper's son,
+ Stole a pig and away he run;
+ The pig was eat, and Tom was beat,
+ And Tom ran crying down the street.
+
+
+ If all the world were water,
+ And all the water were ink,
+ What should we do for bread and cheese?
+ What should we do for drink?
+
+
+ Ten little Injuns standing in a line--
+ One went home, and then there were nine.
+
+ Nine little Injuns swinging on a gate--
+ One tumbled off, and then there were eight.
+
+ Eight little Injuns never heard of heaven--
+ One kicked the bucket, and then there were seven.
+
+ Seven little Injuns cutting up tricks--
+ One went to bed and then there were six.
+
+ Six little Injuns kicking all alive--
+ One broke his neck, and then there were five.
+
+ Five little Injuns on a cellar door--
+ One tumbled off, and then there were four.
+
+ Four little Injuns climbing up a tree--
+ One fell down, and then there were three.
+
+ Three little Injuns out in a canoe--
+ One fell overboard, and then there were two.
+
+ Two little Injuns fooling with a gun--
+ One shot the other, and then there was one.
+
+ One little Injun living all alone--
+ He got married, and then there was none!
+
+
+ Jack Spratt's pig,
+ He was not very little,
+ Nor yet very big;
+ He was not very lean,
+ He was not very fat--
+ He'll do well for a grunt,
+ Says little Jack Spratt.
+
+
+ Hush-a-bye, baby,
+ Daddy is near;
+ Mamma is a lady,
+ And that's very clear.
+
+
+ This is the way the ladies ride,
+ Tri, tre, tri, tree, tri, tre, tri, tree!
+ This is the way the ladies ride;
+ Tri, tre, tri, tree, tri, tre, tri, tree!
+
+ This is the way the gentlemen ride!
+ Gallop-a-trot, gallop-a-trot!
+ This is the way the gentlemen ride!
+ Gallop-a-trot, gallop-a-trot!
+
+ This is the way the farmers ride!
+ Hobbledy-hop, hobbledy-hop!
+ This is the way the farmers ride!
+ Hobbledy-hop, hobbledy-hop!
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Father, may I go to war?
+ Yes, you may, my son;
+ Wear your woollen comforter,
+ But don't fire off your gun.
+
+
+ There was an owl lived in an oak,
+ Wisky, wasky, weedle;
+ And every word he ever spoke
+ Was fiddle, faddle, feedle.
+
+ A gunner chanced to come that way,
+ Wisky, wasky, weedle;
+ Says he, "I'll shoot you, silly bird."
+ Fiddle, faddle, feedle.
+
+
+ Nancy Dawson has grown so fine
+ She won't get up to serve the swine;
+ She lies in bed till eight or nine,
+ So it's Oh, poor Nancy Dawson.
+
+ And do ye ken Nancy Dawson, honey?
+ The wife who sells the barley, honey?
+ She won't get up to feed her swine,
+ And do ye ken Nancy Dawson, honey?
+
+
+ Old Grimes is dead, that good old man,
+ We ne'er shall see him more;
+ He used to wear a long brown coat
+ All buttoned down before.
+
+
+[To be read rapidly.]
+
+ Peter Piper picked a peck
+ Of pickled pepper;
+ A peck of pickled pepper
+ Peter Piper picked;
+ If Peter Piper picked a peck
+ Of pickled pepper,
+ Where's the peck of pickled pepper
+ Peter Piper picked?
+
+
+ Smiling girls, rosy boys,
+ Come and buy my little toys;
+ Monkeys made of gingerbread,
+ And sugar horses painted red.
+
+
+ My pussy cat
+ Has got the gout,
+ And the rats and mice
+ Can play about.
+
+
+ Brow brinky,
+ Eye winky,
+ Chin choppy,
+ Nose noppy,
+ Cheek cherry,
+ Mouth merry.
+
+
+ Merry are the bells, and merry would they ring,
+ Merry was myself, and merry could I sing;
+ With a merry ding-dong, happy, gay, and free,
+ And a merry sing-song, happy let us be!
+
+ Waddle goes your gait, and hollow are your hose,
+ Noodle goes your pate, and purple is your nose;
+ Merry is your sing-song, happy, gay, and free,
+ With a merry ding-dong, happy let us be!
+
+ Merry have we met, and merry have we been,
+ Merry let us part, and merry meet again;
+ With our merry sing-song, happy, gay, and free,
+ And a merry ding-dong, happy let us be!
+
+
+ Come hither, sweet robin,
+ And be not afraid,
+ I would not hurt even a feather;
+ Come hither, sweet robin,
+ And pick up some bread,
+ To feed you this very cold weather.
+
+ I don't mean to frighten you,
+ Poor little thing,
+ And pussy-cat is not behind me;
+ So hop about pretty,
+ And drop down your wing,
+ And pick up some crumbs,
+ And don't mind me.
+
+
+ God bless the master of this house,
+ The mistress bless also,
+ And all the little children
+ That round the table go;
+ And all your kin and kinsmen,
+ That dwell both far and near:
+ I wish you a merry Christmas,
+ And a happy new year.
+
+
+ Little Tom Twig bought a fine bow and arrow,
+ And what did he shoot? why, a poor little sparrow,
+ Oh, fie, little Tom, with your fine bow and arrow,
+ How cruel to shoot at a poor little sparrow.
+
+
+ When Jacky's a very good boy,
+ He shall have cakes and a custard;
+ But when he does nothing but cry,
+ He shall have nothing but mustard.
+
+
+ I love you well, my little brother,
+ And you are fond of me;
+ Let us be kind to one another,
+ As brothers ought to be.
+ You shall learn to play with me.
+ And learn to use my toys;
+ And then I think that we shall be
+ Two happy little boys.
+
+
+ Here we go round the mulberry bush,
+ The mulberry bush, the mulberry bush,
+ Here we go round the mulberry bush,
+ On a cold and frosty morning.
+
+ This is the way we wash our hands,
+ Wash our hands, wash our hands,
+ This is the way we wash our hands,
+ On a cold and frosty morning.
+
+ This is the way we wash our clothes,
+ Wash our clothes, wash our clothes,
+ This is the way we wash our clothes,
+ On a cold and frosty morning.
+
+ This is the way we go to school,
+ Go to school, go to school,
+ This is the way we go to school,
+ On a cold and frosty morning.
+
+ This is the way we come out of school,
+ Come out of school, come out of school,
+ This is the way we come out of school,
+ On a cold and frosty morning.
+
+
+ Christmas comes but once a year,
+ And when it comes it brings good cheer.
+
+
+ A sunshiny shower
+ Won't last half an hour.
+
+
+ A carrion crow sat on an oak,
+ Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, he ding do,
+ Watching a tailor shape his coat!
+ Sing he, sing ho, the old carrion crow.
+ Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, he ding do.
+
+ Wife, bring me my old bent bow,
+ Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, he ding do,
+ That I may shoot yon carrion crow.
+ Sing he, sing ho, the old carrion crow.
+ Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, he ding do.
+
+ The tailor shot, and he missed his mark,
+ Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, he ding do,
+ And shot the miller's sow right through the heart
+ Sing he, sing ho, the old carrion crow.
+ Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, he ding do.
+
+ Wife! oh wife! bring brandy in a spoon,
+ Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, he ding do,
+ For the old miller's sow is in a swoon,
+ Sing he, sing ho, the old carrion crow.
+ Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, he ding do.
+
+
+ Speak when you're spoken to,
+ Come when once called;
+ Shut the door after you,
+ And turn to the wall!
+
+
+ Birds of a feather flock together,
+ And so will pigs and swine;
+ Rats and mice will have their choice,
+ And so will I have mine.
+
+
+ Robin the Bobbin, the big-bellied Ben,
+ He eat more meat than fourscore men;
+ He eat a cow, he eat a calf,
+ He eat a hog and a half;
+ He eat a church, he eat a steeple,
+ He eat the priest and all the people!
+ A cow and a calf,
+ An ox and a half,
+ A church and a steeple,
+ And all the good people,
+ And yet he complain'd that his stomach wasn't full.
+
+
+ A glass of milk and a slice of bread,
+ And then good-night, we must go to bed.
+
+
+ I have a little sister; they call her Peep, Peep.
+ She wades the water deep, deep, deep;
+ She climbs the mountains, high, high, high--
+ Poor little thing! she has but one eye.
+ [A Star]
+
+
+ Monday's bairn is fair of face,
+ Tuesday's bairn is full of grace,
+ Wednesday's bairn is full of woe,
+ Thursday's bairn has far to go,
+ Friday's bairn is loving and giving,
+ Saturday's bairn works hard for its living;
+ But the bairn that is born on the Sabbath day
+ Is bonny, and blithe, and good and gay.
+
+
+ This is the House that Jack built
+ This is the Malt
+ That lay in the house that Jack built.
+
+ This is the Rat, that ate the malt,
+ That lay in the house that Jack built.
+
+ This is the Cat, that killed the rat,
+ That ate the malt,
+ That lay in the house that Jack built.
+
+ This is the Dog, that worried the cat,
+ That killed the rat, that ate the malt,
+ That lay in the house that Jack built.
+
+ This is the Cow, with the crumpled horn
+ That tossed the dog, that worried the cat,
+ That killed the rat, that ate the malt,
+ That lay in the house that Jack built.
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ This is the Maiden all forlorn,
+ That milk'd the cow with the crumpled horn,
+ That toss'd the dog, that worried the cat,
+ That kill'd the rat, that ate the malt,
+ That lay in the house that Jack built.
+
+ This is the Man all tatter'd and torn,
+ That kiss'd the maiden all forlorn,
+ That milk'd the cow with the crumpled horn,
+ That toss'd the dog, that worried the cat,
+ That kill'd the rat, that ate the malt,
+ That lay in the house that Jack built.
+
+ This is the Priest all shaven and shorn,
+ That married the man all tatter'd and torn,
+ That kiss'd the maiden all forlorn,
+ That milk'd the cow with the crumpled horn,
+ That toss'd the dog, that worried the cat,
+ That kill'd the rat, that ate the malt,
+ That lay in the house that Jack built.
+
+ This is the Cock that crow'd in the morn,
+ That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
+ That married the man all tatter'd and torn,
+ That kiss'd the maiden all forlorn,
+ That milk'd the cow with the crumpled horn,
+ That toss'd the dog, that worried the cat,
+ That kill'd the rat, that ate the malt,
+ That lay in the house that Jack built.
+
+ This is the Farmer who sow'd the corn,
+ That kept the cock that crow'd in the morn,
+ That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
+ That married the man all tatter'd and torn,
+ That kiss'd the maiden all forlorn,
+ That milk'd the cow with the crumpled horn,
+ That toss'd the dog, that worried the cat,
+ That kill'd the rat, that ate the malt,
+ That lay in the house that Jack built.
+
+
+ Hiram Gordon, where's your pa?
+ He's gone with Uncle Peter,
+ To put a board across the fence,
+ So that we boys can teeter.
+
+
+ Taffy was a Welchman, Taffy was a thief,
+ Taffy came to my house and stole a piece of beef;
+ I went to Taffy's house, Taffy wasn't home,
+ Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow-bone;
+ I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed,
+ I took the marrow-bone, and beat about his head.
+
+
+ Blow, wind, blow! and go, mill, go!
+ That the miller may grind his corn;
+ That the baker may take it,
+ And into rolls make it,
+ And send us some hot in the morn.
+
+
+ 1. I went up one pair of stairs,
+ 2. Just like me.
+ 1. I went up two pair of stairs,
+ 2. Just like me.
+ 1. I went into a room,
+ 2. Just like me.
+ 1. I looked out of a window,
+ 2. Just like me.
+ 1. And then I saw a monkey,
+ 2. Just like me.
+
+
+ The Queen of Hearts
+ She made some tarts,
+ All on a summer's day.
+ The Knave of Hearts,
+ He stole the tarts,
+ And took them clean away.
+
+ The King of Hearts,
+ Called for the tarts,
+ And beat the Knave full sore.
+ The Knave of Hearts
+ Brought back the tarts,
+ And vow'd he'd steal no more.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ A frog he would a-wooing go,
+ Heigho, says Rowley;
+ Whether his mother would let him or no:
+ With a rowley, powley, gammon and spinach.
+ Heigho, says Anthony Rowley.
+
+ So off he set with his opera hat,
+ Heigho, says Rowley;
+ And on the road he met a rat,
+ With a rowley, powley, etc.
+
+ "Pray, Mr. Rat, will you go with me,"
+ Heigho, says Rowley;
+ "Kind Mrs. Mousey for to see?"
+ With a rowley, powley, etc.
+
+ When they came to the door at Mousey's hall,
+ Heigho, says Rowley;
+ They gave a loud tap, and they gave a loud call,
+ With a rowley, powley, etc.
+
+ "Pray, Mrs. Mouse, are you within?"
+ Heigho, says Rowley;
+ "Yes, kind sirs, and sitting to spin."
+ With a rowley, powley, etc.
+
+ "Pray, Mrs. Mouse, now give us some beer,"
+ Heigho, says Rowley;
+ "That Froggy and I am fond of good cheer."
+ With a rowley, powley, etc.
+
+ "Pray, Mr. Frog, will you give us a song?"
+ Heigho, says Rowley;
+ "But let it be something that's not very long."
+ With a rowley, powley, etc.
+
+ "Indeed, Mrs. Mouse," replied the Frog,
+ Heigho, says Rowley;
+ "A cold has made me as horse as a hog."
+ With a rowley, powley, etc.
+
+ "Since you have caught cold, Mr. Frog," Mousey said,
+ Heigho, says Rowley;
+ "I'll sing you a song that I have just made."
+ With a rowley, powley, etc.
+
+ But while they were all a-merrymaking,
+ Heigho, says Rowley;
+ A Cat and her kittens came tumbling in.
+ With a rowley, powley, etc.
+
+ The Cat she seized the Rat by the crown,
+ Heigho, says Rowley;
+ The kittens they pulled the little Mouse down.
+ With a rowley, powley, etc.
+
+ This put Mr. Frog in a terrible fright,
+ Heigho, says Rowley;
+ He took up his hat and he wished them good-night.
+ With a rowley, powley, etc.
+
+ As Froggy was crossing it over a brook,
+ Heigho, says Rowley;
+ A lilywhite Duck came and gobbled him up.
+ With a rowley, powley, etc.
+
+ So here is an end of one, two three--
+ Heigho, says Rowley,
+ The Rat, the Mouse, and little Froggy.
+ With a rowley, powley, etc.
+
+
+ Ladies and gentlemen, come to supper,
+ Hot boiled beans and very good butter.
+
+
+ The North Wind doth blow,
+ And we shall have snow,
+ And what will poor Robin do then?
+
+ He will hop to a barn,
+ And to keep himself warm,
+ Will hide his head under his wing,
+ Poor thing!
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ There was an old woman, as I've heard tell,
+ She went to market her eggs for to sell;
+ She went to market all on a market day,
+ And she fell asleep on the king's highway.
+
+ By came a peddler, whose name was Stout,
+ He cut her petticoats all round about;
+ He cut her petticoats up to the knees,
+ Which made the old woman to shiver and freeze.
+
+ "But if it be I, as I hope it be,
+ I've a little dog at home, and he'll know me;
+ If it be I, he'll wag his little tail,
+ And if it be not I, he'll loudly bark and wail."
+
+ Home went the little woman all in the dark,
+ Up got the little dog, and he began to bark;
+ He began to bark, so she began to cry,
+ "Lauk a mercy on me, this is none of I."
+
+ When the little old woman first did wake,
+ She began to shiver, and she began to shake;
+ She began to wonder, and she began to cry,
+ "Lauk a mercy on me, this can't be I!"
+
+
+ I had four brothers over the sea.
+ Perrie, Merrie, Dixie, Dominie.
+ And they each sent a present unto me,
+ Petrum, Partrum, Paradise, Temporie,
+ Perrie, Merrie, Dixie, Dominie.
+
+ The first sent a chicken, without any bones;
+ The second sent a cherry, without any stones,
+ Petrum, Partrum, Paradise, Temporie,
+ Perrie, Merrie, Dixie, Dominie.
+
+ The third sent a book, which no man could read;
+ The fourth sent a blanket, without any thread.
+ Petrum, Partrum, Paradise, Temporie,
+ Perrie, Merrie, Dixie, Dominie.
+
+ How could there be a chicken without any bones?
+ How could there be a cherry without any stones?
+ Petrum, Partrum, Paradise, Temporie,
+ Perrie, Merrie, Dixie, Dominie.
+
+ How could there be a book which no man could read?
+ How could there be a blanket without a thread?
+ Petrum, Partrum, Paradise, Temporie,
+ Perrie, Merrie, Dixie, Dominie.
+
+ When the chicken's in the egg-shell, there are no bones,
+ When the cherry's in the blossom, there are no stones.
+ Petrum, Partrum, Paradise, Temporie,
+ Perrie, Merrie, Dixie, Dominie.
+
+ When the book's in ye press no man it can read;
+ When the wool is on the sheep's back, there is no thread.
+ Petrum, Partrum, Paradise, Temporie,
+ Perrie, Merrie, Dixie, Dominie.
+
+
+ Sneeze on Monday, sneeze for danger;
+ Sneeze on Tuesday, kiss a stranger;
+ Sneeze on Wednesday, receive a letter;
+ Sneeze on Thursday, something better;
+ Sneeze on Friday, expect sorrow;
+ Sneeze on Saturday, joy to-morrow.
+
+
+ It costs little Gossip her income for shoes,
+ To travel about and carry the news.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Here's Sulky Sue,
+ What shall we do?
+ Turn her face to the wall
+ Till she comes to.
+
+
+ Pease porridge hot,
+ Pease porridge cold,
+ Pease porridge in the pot nine days old.
+ Some like it hot,
+ Some like it cold,
+ Some like it in the pot nine days old.
+ Spell me _that_ with a P
+ And a clever scholar you will be.
+
+
+ Three little kittens they lost their mittens,
+ And they began to cry,
+ "Oh! mammy dear,
+ We sadly fear,
+ Our mittens we have lost!"
+ "What! lost your mittens,
+ You naughty kittens,
+ Then you shall have no pie."
+ Miew, miew, miew, miew,
+ Miew, miew, miew, miew.
+
+ The three little kittens they found their mittens,
+ And they began to cry.
+ "Oh! mammy dear,
+ See here, see here,
+ Our mittens we have found."
+ "What! found your mittens,
+ You little kittens,
+ Then you shall have some pie."
+ Purr, purr, purr, purr,
+ Purr, purr, purr, purr.
+
+ The three little kittens put on their mittens,
+ And soon ate up the pie;
+ "Oh! mammy dear,
+ We greatly fear,
+ Our mittens we have soil'd."
+
+ "What! soil'd your mittens,
+ You naughty kittens!"
+ Then they began to sigh,
+ Miew, miew, miew, miew,
+ Miew, miew, miew, miew.
+
+ The three little kittens they washed their mittens,
+ And hung them up to dry;
+ "Oh! mammy dear,
+ Look here, look here,
+ Our mittens we have wash'd."
+ "What! wash'd your mittens,
+ You darling kittens!
+ But I smell a rat close by!
+ Hush! hush!" Miew, miew,
+ Miew, miew, miew, miew.
+
+
+ Old Mother Hubbard
+ Went to the cupboard
+ To get her poor Dog a bone;
+ But when she came there
+ The cupboard was bare,
+ And so the poor Dog had none.
+
+ She went to the baker's
+ To buy him some bread,
+ But when she came back
+ She thought he was dead.
+
+ She went to the joiner's
+ To buy him a coffin,
+ But when she came back
+ The sly dog was laughing.
+
+ She took a clean dish,
+ To get him some tripe,
+ But when she came back
+ He was smoking his pipe.
+
+ She went to the ale-house,
+ To get him some beer,
+ But when she came back
+ The dog sat in a chair.
+
+ She went to the tavern,
+ For white wine and red,
+ But when she came back
+ He stood on his head.
+
+ She went to the hatter's
+ To buy him a hat,
+ But when she came back
+ He was feeding the cat.
+
+ She went to the barber's
+ To buy him a wig,
+ But when she came back
+ He was dancing a jig.
+
+ She went to the fruiterer's
+ To buy him some fruit,
+ But when she came back
+ He was playing a flute.
+
+ She went to the tailor's,
+ To buy him a coat,
+ But when she came back
+ He was riding a goat.
+
+ She went to the cobbler's,
+ To buy him some shoes,
+ But when she came back
+ He was reading the news.
+
+ She went to the sempstress,
+ To buy him some linen,
+ But when she came back
+ The dog was spinning.
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ She went to the hosier's,
+ To buy him some hose,
+ But when she came back
+ He was dress'd in his clothes.
+
+ The Dame made a curtsey,
+ The Dog made a bow;
+ The Dame said "Your servant,"
+ The Dog said "Bow wow!"
+
+ This wonderful Dog
+ Was Dame Hubbard's delight;
+ He could sing, he could dance,
+ He could read, he could write.
+
+ She gave him rich dainties
+ Whenever he fed,
+ And erected a monument
+ When he was dead.
+
+
+ Peter White
+ Will ne'er go right.
+ Would you know the reason why?
+ He follows his nose,
+ Wherever he goes,
+ And that stands all awry.
+
+
+ A, B, C, tumble down D,
+ The cat's in the cupboard, and can't see me.
+
+
+ A was an Archer, and shot at a frog,
+
+ B was a Butcher, and had a great dog.
+
+ C was a Captain, all covered with lace,
+
+ D was a Dunce, with a very sad face.
+
+ E was an Esquire, with pride on his brow,
+
+ F was a Farmer, and followed the plough.
+
+ G was a Gamester, who had but ill-luck,
+
+ H was a hunter, and hunted a buck.
+
+ I was an Innkeeper, who lov'd to bouse,
+
+ J was a Joiner, and built up a house.
+
+ K was a King, so mighty and grand,
+
+ L was a Lady, who had a white hand.
+
+ M was a Miser, who hoarded up his gold,
+
+ N was a Nobleman, gallant and bold.
+
+ O was an Oysterman, and went about town,
+
+ P was a Parson, and wore a black gown.
+
+ Q was a Quack, with a wonderful pill,
+
+ R was a Robber, who wanted to kill.
+
+ S was a Sailor, and spent all he got,
+
+ T was a Tinker, and mended a pot.
+
+ U was a Usurer, a miserable elf,
+
+ V was a Vintner, who drank all himself.
+
+ W was a Watchman, and guarded the door,
+
+ X was expensive, and so became poor.
+
+ Y was a Youth, that did not love school,
+
+ Z was a Zan, a poor harmless fool.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Needles and pins, needles and pins,
+ When a man marries, his trouble begins.
+
+
+ It's raining, it's pouring,
+ The old man is snoring.
+
+
+ Doctor Foster went to Gloster,
+ In a shower of rain.
+ He stepped in a puddle,
+ Up to the middle,
+ And never went there again.
+
+
+ Who killed Cock Robin?
+ I, said the Sparrow,
+ With my bow and arrow,
+ I killed Cock Robin.
+
+ Who saw him die?
+ I, said the Fly,
+ With my little eye,
+ I saw him die.
+
+ Who caught his blood?
+ I, said the Fish,
+ With my little dish,
+ I caught his blood.
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ Who'll make his shroud?
+ I, said the Beetle,
+ With my thread and needle,
+ I'll make his shroud.
+
+ Who'll dig his grave?
+ I, said the Owl,
+ With my spade and show'l,
+ I'll dig his grave.
+
+ Who'll be the Parson?
+ I, said the Rook,
+ With my little book,
+ I'll be the Parson.
+
+ Who'll be the Clerk?
+ I, said the Lark,
+ If it's not in the dark
+ I'll be the Clerk.
+
+ Who'll carry him to the grave?
+ I, said the Kite,
+ If it's not in the night,
+ I'll carry him to the grave.
+
+ Who'll carry the link?
+ I, said the Linnet,
+ I'll fetch it in a minute,
+ I'll carry the link.
+
+ Who'll be chief mourner?
+ I, said the Dove,
+ For I mourn for my love,
+ I'll be chief mourner.
+
+ Who'll sing a psalm?
+ I, said the Trush,
+ As she sat in a bush,
+ I'll sing a psalm.
+
+ Who'll toll the bell?
+ I, said the Bull,
+ Because I can pull;
+ So, Cock Robin, farewell.
+
+ _All the birds of the air
+ Fell a-sighing and sobbin',
+ When they heard the bell toll
+ For Poor Cock Robin._
+
+
+ Upon my word and honor,
+ As I went to Bonner
+ I met a pig,
+ Without a wig,
+ Upon my word and honor.
+
+
+ Little King Boggen he built a fine hall,
+ Pie-crust and pastry-crust, that was the wall,
+ The windows were made of black puddings and white,
+ And slated with pancakes,--you ne'er saw the like.
+
+
+ To market, to market, a gallop, a trot,
+ To buy some meat to put in the pot;
+ Five cents a quarter, ten cents a side,
+ If it hadn't been killed, it must have died.
+
+
+ A diller, a dollar,
+ A ten o'clock scholar,
+ What makes you come so soon?
+ You used to come at ten o'clock,
+ But now you come at noon.
+
+
+ Yankee Doodle went to town
+ Upon a little pony;
+ He stuck a feather in his hat,
+ And called it Macaroni.
+
+
+ The lion and the unicorn
+ Were fighting for the crown;
+ The lion beat the unicorn
+ All round about the town.
+ Some gave them white bread,
+ And some gave them brown;
+ Some gave them plum-cake,
+ And sent them out of town.
+
+
+ Old King Cole was a merry old soul,
+ And a merry old soul was he;
+ And he called for his pipe,
+ And he called for his bowl,
+ And he called for his fiddlers three.
+ And every fiddler, he had a fine fiddle,
+ And a very fine fiddle had he;
+ "Tweedle dee, tweedle dee," said the fiddlers:
+ "Oh, there's none so rare as can compare
+ With King Cole and his fiddlers three."
+
+
+ Rowley Powley, pudding and pie,
+ Kissed the girls and made them cry;
+ When the girls come out to play
+ Rowley Powley runs away.
+
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ =F= for a fig,
+
+ =I= for a jig, and
+
+ =N= for knuckle-bones,
+
+ =I= for John the waterman, and
+
+ =S= for sack of stones.
+
+ * * * * *
+
+Transcriber's Notes:
+
+Page vi, "porgey" changed to "Porgey" (Georgey Porgey, pudding)
+
+Page vi, "Dickory Sackory" changed to "Dickory, sackory" (Dickory,
+sackory down)
+
+Page x, "Riddle me, riddle me, ree" changed to "Riddle-me, riddle-me,
+riddle-me-ree".
+
+Page xi, "sacradown, sacradown" changed to "sacaradown, sacaradown".
+
+Page 35, "pickleem" changed to "pickeleem" ("Pickeleem, pickeleem)
+
+Page 49, "fed" changed to "feed" (nor yet feed)
+
+Page 68, end quote added to (Mary so," the eager)
+
+Page 76, final two letters added to "wedding" (when your wedding)
+
+Page 195, final period added to the line "Is never long dry."
+
+Page 165, "cubboard" changed to "cupboard" (cat's in the cupboard)
+
+Page 184, opening quote added to ("That Froggy and I)
+
+One instance each of treetop, tree top and tree-top were retained.
+
+Varied capitalization on the riddle answers was retained.
+
+
+
+
+
+
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