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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: Gammer Gurton's Garland + The Nursery Parnassus + +Author: Joseph Ritson + +Release Date: December 8, 2010 [EBook #34601] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK GAMMER GURTON'S GARLAND *** + + + + +Produced by David Edwards and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was +produced from images generously made available by The +Internet Archive) + + + + + + +</pre> + + + + + + +<h1><i>Gammer Gurton's Garland.</i></h1> +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 320px;"> +<img src="images/title.jpg" width="320" height="127" alt="Gammer Gurton's Garland" title="Gammer Gurton's Garland" /> +</div> + +<h5>OR</h5> + +<h2><i>THE NURSERY PARNASSUS</i></h2> + +<h4>A Choice Collection of Pretty Songs and Verses for<br /> +the Amusement of all Little Good Children<br /> +who can neither read nor run.</h4> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 235px;"> +<img src="images/logo.jpg" width="235" height="242" alt="Logo" title="Logo" /> +</div> + + +<h4>LONDON, 1810<br /> +<small>REPRINTED FOR</small><br /> +HUGH HOPKINS, GLASGOW<br /> +1866</h4> + + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<h5><i>Printed by</i> <span class="smcap">R. Clark</span>, <i>Edinburgh</i>.</h5> + + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Gammer Gurton's Garland</span>, or the Nursery Parnassus," was originally +issued at Stockton, as a small twopenny <i>brochure</i>, in 32mo, without a +date, "printed by and for R. Christopher." Sir Harris Nicholas says it +appeared in the year 1783, "one of the most prolific of Ritson's pen." +Haslewood is of opinion that it appeared about the same period as "The +Bishopric Garland, or Durham Minstrel," which was printed at Stockton +for the same R. Christopher in 1784. "Gammer Gurton's Garland" was again +printed, with additions, 1809, in 8vo. This little work, a great +favourite with those for whose amusement it was compiled, has been more +than once reprinted since. The present edition has been very carefully +executed, and rendered complete by the addition of an index.</p> + +<p>The impression has been limited to one hundred copies small paper, and +twelve copies large paper.</p> + +<p> <span class="smcap">Glasgow, mdccclxvi.</span></p> + + +<p> </p> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 1]</span></p> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100%;"> +<img src="images/parti.jpg" width="100%" alt="PART I." title="PART I." /> +</div> + + +<h2>PART I.</h2> + + +<h3><a name="FROG_IN_A_WELL" id="FROG_IN_A_WELL"></a>THE FROG AND MOUSE.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">There was a frog liv'd in a well,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Kitty alone, Kitty alone;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">There was a frog liv'd in a well,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Kitty alone and I.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">There was a frog liv'd in a well,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And a farce<a href="#Footnote_A" class="fnanchor">[A]</a> mouse in a mill.<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Cock me cary, Kitty alone,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Kitty alone and I.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">This frog he would a wooing ride,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Kitty alone, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">This frog he would a wooing ride,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And on a snail he got astride.<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Cock me cary, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">He rode till he came to my Lady Mouse hall,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Kitty alone, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He rode till he came to my Lady Mouse hall,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And there he did both knock and call.<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Cock me cary, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Quoth he, Miss Mouse, I'm come to thee,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 2]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i2">Kitty alone, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Quoth he, Miss Mouse, I'm come to thee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To see if thou can fancy me.<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Cock me cary, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Quoth she, Answer I'll give you none,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Kitty alone, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Quoth she, Answer I'll give you none,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Until my uncle Rat come home.<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Cock me cary, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">And when her uncle Rat came home,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Kitty alone, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when her uncle Rat came home,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Who's been here since I've been gone?<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Cock me cary, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Sir, there's been a worthy gentleman,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Kitty alone, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Sir, there's been a worthy gentleman,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">That's been here since you've been gone.<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Cock me cary, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The frog he came whistling through the brook,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Kitty alone, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The frog he came whistling through the brook,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And there he met with a dainty duck.<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Cock me cary, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">This duck she swallow'd him up with a pluck,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 3]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i2">Kitty alone, Kitty alone,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">This duck she swallow'd him up with a pluck,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So there's an end of my history book.<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Cock me cary, Kitty alone,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Kitty alone and I.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="footnotes"> +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_A" id="Footnote_A"></a><span class="label">[A]</span> +Merry.</p></div> +</div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="LADY_AND_SWINE" id="LADY_AND_SWINE"></a>THE LADY AND THE SWINE.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">There was a lady lov'd a swine,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Honey, quoth she,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Pig-hog, wilt thou be mine?<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Hoogh, quoth he.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I'll build thee a silver stye,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Honey, quoth she,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And in it thou shalt lye;<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Hoogh, quoth he.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Pinn'd with a silver pin,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Honey, quoth she,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">That thou may go out and in,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Hoogh, quoth he.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Wilt thou now have me now,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Honey? quoth she,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Hoogh, hoogh, hoogh, quoth he,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">And went his way.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 4]</span></p> +<h3><a name="CAMBRICK_SHIRT" id="CAMBRICK_SHIRT"></a>THE CAMBRICK SHIRT.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Can you make me a cambrick shirt,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Without any seam or needle work?<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And you shall be a true lover of mine.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Can you wash it in yonder well,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Parsley, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where never sprung water, nor rain ever fell?<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And you, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Can you dry it on yonder thorn,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Parsley, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Which never bore blossom since Adam was born?<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And you, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now you have ask'd me questions three,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Parsley, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I hope you'll answer as many for me,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And you, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Can you find me an acre of land,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Parsley, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Between the salt water and the sea sand?<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And you, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Can you plow it with a ram's horn,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 5]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i1">Parsley, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And sow it all over with one pepper corn?<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And you, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Can you reap it with a sickle of leather,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Parsley, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And bind it up with a peacock's feather,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And you, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">When you have done and finish'd your work,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Parsley, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Then come to me for your cambrick shirt.<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And you, etc.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h4><a name="LONDON_BRIDGE" id="LONDON_BRIDGE"></a>THE CELEBRATED SONG OF</h4> + +<h3>LONDON BRIDGE IS BROKEN DOWN.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">London bridge is broken down,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Dance o'er my lady lee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">London Bridge is broken down,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">With a gay lady.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">How shall we build it up again?<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Dance o'er my lady lee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">How shall we build it up again?<br /></span> +<span class="i2">With a gay lady.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Silver and gold will be stole away,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 6]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i2">Dance o'er my lady lee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Silver and gold will be stole away,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">With a gay lady.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Build it up with iron and steel,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Dance o'er my lady lee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Build it up with iron and steel,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">With a gay lady.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Iron and steel will bend and bow,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Dance o'er my lady lee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Iron and steel will bend and bow,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">With a gay lady.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Build it up with wood and clay,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Dance o'er my lady lee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Build it up with wood and clay,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">With a gay lady.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Wood and clay will wash away,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Dance o'er my lady lee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Wood and clay will wash away,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">With a gay lady.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Build it up with stone so strong,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Dance o'er my lady lee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Huzza! 'twill last for ages long,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">With a gay lady.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 7]</span></p> +<h4><a name="THREE_CHILDREN" id="THREE_CHILDREN"></a>THE SONG OF</h4> + +<h3>THE THREE CHILDREN.</h3> + +<h4><i>Tune</i>—"Chevy Chace."</h4> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Three children sliding on the ice,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Upon a summer's day,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">As it fell out, they all fell in,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">The rest they ran away.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now had these children been at home,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Or sliding on dry ground,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ten thousand pounds to one penny,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">They had not all been drown'd.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">You parents that have children dear,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And eke you that have none,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">If you will have them safe abroad,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Pray keep them safe at home.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="ROBIN_BOBBIN" id="ROBIN_BOBBIN"></a>ROBIN, BOBBIN, RICHARD, AND JOHN:</h3> + +<h4>OR, THE WREN SHOOTING.</h4> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i1">We'll go a shooting, says Robin to Bobbin;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">We'll go a shooting, says Richard to Robin;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">We'll go a shooting, says John all alone;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">We'll go a shooting, says every one.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i1">What shall we kill? says Robin to Bobbin;<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 8]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i1">What shall we kill? says Richard to Robin;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">What shall we kill? says John all alone;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">What shall we kill? says every one.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i1">We'll shoot at that wren, says Robin to Bobbin;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">We'll shoot at that wren, says Richard to Robin;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">We'll shoot at that wren, says John all alone;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">We'll shoot at that wren, says every one.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i1">She's down, she's down, says Robin to Bobbin;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">She's down, she's down, says Richard to Robin;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">She's down, she's down, says John all alone;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">She's down, she's down, says every one.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i1">How shall we get her home? says Robin to Bobbin;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">How shall we get her home? says Richard to Robin;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">How shall we get her home? says John all alone;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">How shall we get her home? says every one.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i1">We'll hire a cart, says Robin to Bobbin;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">We'll hire a cart, says Richard to Robin;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">We'll hire a cart, says John all alone;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">We'll hire a cart, says every one.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i1">Then hoist, boys, hoist, says Robin to Bobbin;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Then hoist, boys, hoist, says Richard to Robin;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Then hoist, boys, hoist, says John all alone;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Then hoist, boys, hoist, says every one.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">So they brought her away, after each pluck'd a feather,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when they got home, shar'd the booty together.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 9]</span></p> +<h3><a name="LUSTY_WOOER" id="LUSTY_WOOER"></a>THE SHORT COURTSHIP:</h3> + +<h4>OR, THE LUSTY WOOER.</h4> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Here comes a lusty wooer,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">My a dildin, my a daldin;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Here comes a lusty wooer,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Lily bright and shine a.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Pray, who do you woo?<br /></span> +<span class="i1">My a dildin, my a daldin;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Pray, who do you woo?<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Lily bright and shine a.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">For your fairest daughter,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">My a dildin, my a daldin;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For your fairest daughter,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Lily bright and shine a.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Then there she is for you,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">My a dildin, my a daldin;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Then there she is for you,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Lily bright and shine a.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 10]</span></p> +<h4><a name="OLD_WOMAN6" id="OLD_WOMAN6"></a>THE SONG OF</h4> + +<h3>THE OLD WOMAN THAT WAS TOSS'D IN A BLANKET.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">There was an old woman toss'd in a blanket<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Seventeen times as high as the moon;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But where she was going no mortal could tell,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">For under her arm she carry'd a broom.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Old woman, old woman, old woman, said I,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Whither, ah whither, ah whither so high?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To sweep the cobwebs from the sky,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And I'll be with you by and by.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="SAYS_T_AULD_MAN" id="SAYS_T_AULD_MAN"></a>THE OLD MAN AND THE OAK.</h3> + +<h4>A NORTH-COUNTRY SONG.</h4> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Says t' auld man tit oak tree,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Young and lusty was I when I kenn'd thee;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I was young and lusty, I was fair and clear,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Young and lusty was I mony a lang year,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But sair fail'd am I, sair fail'd now,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Sair fail'd am I sen kenn'd thou.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 11]</span></p> +<h3><a name="DING_DONG_BELL" id="DING_DONG_BELL"></a>A SOLEMN DIRGE.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Ding dong bell,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The cat is in the well.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Who put her in?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Little Johnny Green.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">What a naughty boy was that,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To drown poor pussy cat,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Who never did him any harm,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And kill'd the mice in his father's barn.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="TRIP_UPON_TRENCHES" id="TRIP_UPON_TRENCHES"></a>TRIP UPON TRENCHES.</h3> + +<h4>A MELANCHOLY SONG.</h4> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Trip upon trenches, and dance upon dishes,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My mother sent me for some barm, some barm;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She bid me tread lightly, and come again quickly,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For fear the young men should do me some harm.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Yet didn't you see, yet didn't you see,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">What naughty tricks they put upon me:<br /></span> +<span class="i2">They broke my pitcher,<br /></span> +<span class="i3">And spilt the water,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">And huff'd my mother,<br /></span> +<span class="i3">And chid her daughter,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And kiss'd my sister instead of me.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 12]</span></p> +<h3><a name="WONT_BE" id="WONT_BE"></a>T'OTHER LITTLE TUNE.</h3> + +<h4>A VERY PLEASANT SONG.</h4> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Won't be my father's Jack,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I wont be my mother's Gill,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I will be the fiddler's wife,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And have music when I will.<br /></span> +<span class="i3">T'other little tune,<br /></span> +<span class="i3">T'other little tune,<br /></span> +<span class="i3">Pr'ythee, love, play me<br /></span> +<span class="i3">T'other little tune.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h4><a name="THREE_WISE_MEN" id="THREE_WISE_MEN"></a>THE SONG OF</h4> + +<h3>THE THREE WISE MEN OF GOTHAM,</h3> + +<h4>WHO WENT TO SEA IN A BOWL.</h4> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Three wise men of Gotham<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Went to sea in a bowl,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And if the bowl had been stronger,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My song had been longer.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 13]</span></p> +<h3><a name="SING_A_SONG" id="SING_A_SONG"></a>SONG OF SIXPENCE.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Sing a song of sixpence, a bag full of rye,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Four-and-twenty blackbirds bak'd in a pye;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when the pye was open'd the birds began to sing,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And was not this a pretty dish to set before a king?<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The king was in the parlour counting o'er his money,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The queen was in the kitchen, eating bread and honey;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The maid was in the garden laying out the clothes,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Up came a magpie and bit off her nose.<a href="#Footnote_B" class="fnanchor">[B]</a><br /></span> +</div></div> + + +<div class="footnotes"> +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_B" id="Footnote_B"></a><span class="label">[B]</span> +Quoted in Beaumont and Fletcher's Bonduca, act v. sc. ii.</p></div> +</div> + + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h4><a name="DIDDLE_DIDDLE" id="DIDDLE_DIDDLE"></a>THE SONG OF</h4> + +<h3>THE CAT AND THE FIDDLE.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i1">Sing hey diddle, diddle,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">The cat and the fiddle,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The cow jump'd over the moon,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">The little dog laugh'd<br /></span> +<span class="i1">To see such craft,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And the dish run away with the spoon.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 14]</span></p> +<h3><a name="SING_YOU_A_SONG1" id="SING_YOU_A_SONG1"></a>THE WOODCOCK, THE SPARROW, AND THE LITTLE DOG.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I'll sing you a song:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The days are long,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The woodcock and the sparrow:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The little dog he has burnt his tail,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And he must be hang'd to-morrow.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h4><a name="TWO_BIRDS" id="TWO_BIRDS"></a>THE SONG OF</h4> + +<h3>THE TWO BIRDS.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">There were two birds sat on a stone,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Fa, la, la, la, lal, de;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">One flew away, and then there was one,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Fa, la, la, la, lal, de;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The other flew after, and then there was none,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Fa, la, la, la, lal, de;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And so the poor stone was left all alone,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Fa, la, la, la, lal, de.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 15]</span></p> +<h3><a name="OLD_WOMAN3" id="OLD_WOMAN3"></a>THE SURPRISING OLD WOMAN.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">There was an old woman, and what do you think?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She liv'd upon nothing but victuals and drink;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And tho' victuals and drink were the chief of her diet,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">This plaguy old woman could never be quiet.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">She went to the baker, to buy her some bread,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when she came home, her old husband was dead;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She went to the clerk to toll the bell,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when she came back her old husband was well.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="GUINEA-PIG" id="GUINEA-PIG"></a>THE MIRACULOUS GUINEA-PIG.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">There was a little guinea-pig,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Who being little was not big,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He always walk'd upon his feet,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And never fasted when he eat.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">When from a place he ran away,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He never at that place did stay;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And while he ran, as I am told,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He ne'er stood still for young or old.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">He often squeak'd and sometimes vi'lent,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when he squeak'd he ne'er was silent;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Tho' ne'er instructed by a cat,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He knew a mouse was not a rat.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">One day, as I am certify'd,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 16]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i0">He took a whim and fairly dy'd;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And as I'm told by men of sense,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He never has been living since.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h4><a name="DRY_WITH_DRINKING" id="DRY_WITH_DRINKING"></a>THE SONG OF THE</h4> + +<h3>PIPER AND THE FIDDLER'S WIFE.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">We're all dry with drinking on't,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We're all dry with drinking on't,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The piper kiss'd the fiddler's wife,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And I can't sleep for thinking on't.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h4><a name="BETTY_PRINGLE" id="BETTY_PRINGLE"></a>A FAMOUS SONG ABOUT</h4> + +<h3>BETTY PRINGLE'S PIG.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Did you not hear of Betty Pringle's pig?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It was not very little, nor yet very big;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The pig sat down upon a dunghill,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And there poor piggy he made his will.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Betty Pringle came to see this pretty pig<br /></span> +<span class="i0">That was not very little, nor yet very big;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">This little piggy it lay down and dy'd,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And Betty Pringle sat down and cry'd.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Then Johnny Pringle bury'd this very pretty pig,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 17]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i0">That was not very little, nor yet very big;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So here's an end of the song of all three,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Johnny Pringle, Betty Pringle, and the little Piggy.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="BEE_BAW_BABBY_LOU" id="BEE_BAW_BABBY_LOU"></a>THE NURSE'S SONG.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Bee baw babby lou,<a href="#Footnote_C" class="fnanchor">[C]</a> on a tree top,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When the wind blows the cradle will rock,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When the wind ceases the cradle will fall,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Down comes baby and cradle and all.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="footnotes"> +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_C" id="Footnote_C"></a><span class="label">[C]</span> +A corruption of the French nurse's threat in the fable: +<i>He bas! la le loup!</i> Hush! there's the wolf.</p></div> +</div> + + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="BEE_BAW_BUNTING" id="BEE_BAW_BUNTING"></a>ANOTHER.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Bee baw bunting,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Daddy's gone a hunting,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To get a little lamb's skin,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To lap his little baby in.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 18]</span></p> + +<h3><a name="BYE" id="BYE"></a>ANOTHER.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i1">Bye O my baby,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">When I was a lady,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">O then my poor baby didn't cry;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">But my baby is weeping,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">For want of good keeping,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Oh, I fear my poor baby will die.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 235px;"> +<img src="images/partiend.jpg" width="235" height="263" alt="I END." title="I END." /> +</div> + + +<p> </p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 19]</span></p> + + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100%;"> +<img src="images/partii.jpg" width="100%" alt="PART II." title="PART II." /> +</div> + + +<h2>PART II.</h2> + + +<h3><a name="MAN_OF_WORDS" id="MAN_OF_WORDS"></a>A MAN OF WORDS.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">A man of words and not of deeds<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Is like a garden full of weeds;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when the weeds begin to grow,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It's like a garden full of snow;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when the snow begins to fall,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It's like a bird upon the wall;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when the bird away does fly,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It's like an eagle in the sky;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when the sky begins to roar,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It's like a lion at the door;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when the door begins to crack,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It's like a stick across your back;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when your back begins to smart,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It's like a penknife in your heart;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when your heart begins to bleed,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">You're dead, and dead, and dead, indeed.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 20]</span></p> +<h3><a name="THE_ROSE_IS_RED2" id="THE_ROSE_IS_RED2"></a>THE VALENTINE.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The rose is red, the violet's blue,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The honey's sweet, and so are you.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Thou art my love, and I am thine;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I drew thee to my Valentine:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The lot was cast, and then I drew,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And fortune said it should be you.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="THREE_BRETHREN" id="THREE_BRETHREN"></a>THREE BRETHREN OUT OF SPAIN.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">We are three brethren out of Spain,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Come to court your daughter Jane.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My daughter Jane she is too young,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And has not learn'd her mother tongue.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Be she young, or be she old,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For her beauty she must be sold.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So fare you well, my lady gay,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We'll call again another day.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Turn back, turn back, thou scornful knight;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And rub thy spurs till they be bright.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Of my spurs take you no thought,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For in this town they were not bought.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So fare you well, my lady gay,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We'll call again another day.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Turn back, turn back, thou scornful knight,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 21]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i0">And take the fairest in your sight.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The fairest maid that I can see,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Is pretty Nancy, come to me.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Here comes your daughter safe and sound,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Every pocket with a thousand pound;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Every finger with a gay gold ring;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Please to take your daughter in.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="ROBIN_AND_RICHARD" id="ROBIN_AND_RICHARD"></a>ROBIN AND RICHARD.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Robin and Richard<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Were two pretty men,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">They lay in bed<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Till the clock struck ten;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Then up starts Robin,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And looks at the sky,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Oh! brother Richard,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">The sun's very high.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">You go before,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">With your bottle and bag,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And I will come after,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">On little Jack Nag.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 22]</span></p> +<h3><a name="ROBIN" id="ROBIN"></a>ROBIN THE ROBIN.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Robin the Robin, the big-bellied hen,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He eat more than fourscore men:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He eat a cow, he eat a calf;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He eat a butcher and a half;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He eat a church, he eat the steeple,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He eat the priest and all the people.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="BLACK_SHEEP" id="BLACK_SHEEP"></a>BAH, BAH, BLACKSHEEP.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Bah, bah, black sheep,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Have you any wool?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Yes, marry, have I,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Three bags full;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">One for my master,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">One for my dame,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But none for the little boy<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Who cries in the lane.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="PATTY_CAKE" id="PATTY_CAKE"></a>PATTY CAKE.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Patty cake, patty cake,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Baker's man;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">That I will, master,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">As fast as I can;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Prick it, and prick it,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 23]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i1">And mark it with a T,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And there will be enough<br /></span> +<span class="i1">For Jacky and me.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="WHOS_THERE" id="WHOS_THERE"></a>WHO'S THERE?</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Who's there?<br /></span> +<span class="i1">A grenadier.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">What do you want?<br /></span> +<span class="i1">A pot of beer.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where's your money?<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Quite forgot.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Get you gone,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">You drunken sot.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="CROSS_PATCH" id="CROSS_PATCH"></a>CROSS PATCH.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Cross patch, draw the latch,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Sit by the fire and spin;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Take a cup, and drink it up,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Then call your neighbours in.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 24]</span></p> +<h3><a name="MISTRESS_MARY" id="MISTRESS_MARY"></a>MISTRESS MARY.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i1">Mistress Mary,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Quite contrary,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">How does your garden grow?<br /></span> +<span class="i1">With cockle shells,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And silver bells,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And cowslips all arow.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="OLD_MAN1" id="OLD_MAN1"></a>THE OLD MAN AND HIS CALF.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">There was an old man,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And he had a calf;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And that's half:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He took him out of the stall,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And put him on the wall;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And that's all.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="STORY_OF_NORY" id="STORY_OF_NORY"></a>JACK A NORY.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i1">I'll tell you a story<br /></span> +<span class="i1">About Jack a Nory;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And now my story's begun:<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I'll tell you another<br /></span> +<span class="i1">About Jack his brother<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And now my story's done.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 25]</span></p> +<h3><a name="GREAT_A" id="GREAT_A"></a>GREAT A.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Great A, little a,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Bouncing B;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The cat's in the cupboard,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And she can't see.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="SEE-SAW2" id="SEE-SAW2"></a>SEE SAW.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">See Saw, Sacaradown,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Which is the way to London town?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">One foot up, the other foot down,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">That is the way to London town.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="ONETWO" id="ONETWO"></a> +<span class="i0">1, 2, 3, 4, 5,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I caught a hare alive;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">6, 7, 8, 9, 10,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I let her go again.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="FIST" id="FIST"></a> +<span class="i0">Here stands a fist,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Who set it there?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A better man than you,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Touch him if you dare.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 26]</span></p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="FELL_OUT" id="FELL_OUT"></a> +<span class="i0">A little old man and I fell out,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">How shall we bring this matter about?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Bring it about as well as you can,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Get you gone, you little old man!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="LITTLE_BOY" id="LITTLE_BOY"></a> +<span class="i0">Little boy, pretty boy, where was you born?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In Lincolnshire, master: come blow the cow's horn.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A halfpenny pudding, a penny pye,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A shoulder of mutton, and that love I.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="THE_MAN_IN_THE_MOON" id="THE_MAN_IN_THE_MOON"></a> +<span class="i1">The man in the moon<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Came tumbling down,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And ask'd his way to Norwich.<br /></span> +<span class="i1">He went by the south,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And burnt his mouth,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">With supping hot pease porridge.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="TAILORS" id="TAILORS"></a> +<span class="i0">Four-and-twenty tailors<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Went to kill a snail;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The best man among them<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Durst not touch her tail:<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">She put out her horns<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Like a little kyloe cow:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Run, tailors, run,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Or she'll kill you all e'en now.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 27]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="JACK_AND_GILL" id="JACK_AND_GILL"></a> +<span class="i1">Jack and Gill<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Went up the hill,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To fetch a bottle of water;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Jack fell down,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And broke his crown,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And Gill came tumbling after.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="HARRY_PARRY" id="HARRY_PARRY"></a> +<span class="i1">O rare Harry Parry,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">When will you marry?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When apples and pears are ripe.<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I'll come to your wedding,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Without any bidding,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And lye with your bride all night.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="SEE_SAW1" id="SEE_SAW1"></a> +<span class="i1">See saw, Margery Daw,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Sold her old bed to lay on the straw;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Was not she a nasty slut<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To sell her old bed to lay on the dirt.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="OLD_WOMAN5" id="OLD_WOMAN5"></a> +<span class="i0">There was an old woman, she liv'd in a shoe,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She had so many children she didn't know what to do;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She gave them some broth, without any bread,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She whipp'd all their bums, and sent them to bed.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 28]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="SHOE_THE_COLT" id="SHOE_THE_COLT"></a> +<span class="i1">Shoe the colt,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Shoe the colt,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Shoe the wild mare;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Here a nail,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">There a nail,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Yet she goes bare.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="JOHN_SMITH" id="JOHN_SMITH"></a> +<span class="i0">Is John Smith within?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Yes, that he is.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Can he set on a shoe?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ay, marry, two,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Here a nail, there a nail,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Tick, tack, too.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="RIDE_A_COCK_HORSE1" id="RIDE_A_COCK_HORSE1"></a> +<span class="i1">Ride a cock horse,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">To Banbury cross,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To see what Tommy can buy;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">A penny white loaf,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">A penny white cake,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And a twopenny apple pye.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="RIDE_A_COCK_HORSE2" id="RIDE_A_COCK_HORSE2"></a> +<span class="i0">Ride a cock horse, to Banbury cross,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To see an old woman get up on her horse;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Rings on her fingers, and bells at her toes,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And so she makes music wherever she goes.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 29]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="I_WAS_HERE" id="I_WAS_HERE"></a> +<span class="i0">O that I was where I would be,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Then would I be where I am not;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But where I am I must be.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And where I would be I cannot.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="I_SEE_THE_MOON" id="I_SEE_THE_MOON"></a> +<span class="i0">I see the moon, and the moon sees me,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">God bless the moon, and God bless me!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO" id="COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO"></a> +<span class="i0">Cock a doodle doo,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My dame has lost her shoe;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My master has lost his fiddlestick,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And knows not what to do.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="ROUND_ABOUT" id="ROUND_ABOUT"></a> +<span class="i0">Round about, round about,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Maggotty pie,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My father loves good ale,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And so do I.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="OLD_MAN3" id="OLD_MAN3"></a> +<span class="i0">There was an old man in a velvet coat,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He kiss'd a maid and gave her a groat;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The groat was crack'd, and would not go;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ah, old man, d'ye serve me so?<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 30]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="JACK_HORNER" id="JACK_HORNER"></a> +<span class="i1">Little Jack Horner<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Sat in a corner,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Eating of Christmas pye;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">He put in his thumb,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And pull'd out a plum,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And cry'd, What a good boy am I!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="TOM_TUCKER" id="TOM_TUCKER"></a> +<span class="i0">Little Tom Tucker,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Sings for his supper;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">What shall he eat?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">White bread and butter.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">How shall he cut it<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Without e'er a knife?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">How will he be marry'd,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Without e'er a wife.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="DILLER_DOLLAR" id="DILLER_DOLLAR"></a> +<span class="i0">A diller, a doller,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A ten o'clock scholar,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">What makes you come so soon?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">You us'd to come at ten o'clock,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And now you come at noon.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="PRETTY_WENCH" id="PRETTY_WENCH"></a> +<span class="i1">I am a pretty wench,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And I come a great way hence,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And sweethearts I can get none:<br /></span> +<span class="i1">But every dirty sow,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Can get sweethearts enow,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And I, pretty wench, can get never a one.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 31]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="WHAT_CARE" id="WHAT_CARE"></a> +<span class="i0">What care I how black I be,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Twenty pounds will marry me;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">If twenty wont, forty shall,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I am my mother's bouncing girl.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="LADY_BIRD" id="LADY_BIRD"></a> +<span class="i0">Lady bird, lady bird,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Fly away home;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Your house is on fire,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Your children will burn.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="SELL_FIDDLE" id="SELL_FIDDLE"></a> +<span class="i0">John, come sell thy fiddle,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And buy thy wife a gown.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">No, I'll not sell my fiddle,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For ne'er a wife in town.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="GOOSE" id="GOOSE"></a> +<span class="i0">Goose-a, goose-a, gander,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where shall I wander?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Up stairs, down stairs,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In my lady's chamber;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">There you'll find a cup of sack<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And a race of ginger.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 32]</span></p> +<h3><a name="TAKE_CARE_OF_ME" id="TAKE_CARE_OF_ME"></a>THE SPEECH OF THE HORSE THAT SPOKE TO HIS MASTER.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Up the hill take care of me,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Down the hill take care of thee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Give me no water while I am hot,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">On level ground spare me not.<a href="#Footnote_D" class="fnanchor">[D]</a><br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="footnotes"> +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_D" id="Footnote_D"></a><span class="label">[D]</span> +N.B.—Don't you think he might as well have kept the +last piece of advice to himself?</p> + +<p><a name="RIDE_ME_NOT" id="RIDE_ME_NOT"></a>Sometimes the speech of the horse reminds his master +of that which is better:</p> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Up hill ride me not;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Down hill gallop me not;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">On level ground spare me not;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And in the stable forget me not.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<p><a name="THE_RULE_OF_THE_ROAD" id="THE_RULE_OF_THE_ROAD"></a>Before the cock-horse is mounted, we should learn to +remember:</p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The rule of the road is a paradox quite,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And custom has prov'd it so long:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He that goes to the left is sure to go right,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And he that goes right must go wrong.<br /></span> +</div></div> +</div> +</div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="LETS_TO_BED" id="LETS_TO_BED"></a> +<span class="i1">Come, let's to bed,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Says Sleepy-head;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Sit up awhile, says Slow;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Hang on the pot,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Says greedy-gut,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Let's sup before we go.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 33]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="OLD_WOMAN1" id="OLD_WOMAN1"></a> +<span class="i0">There was an old woman<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Liv'd under a hill,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She put a mouse in a bag,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And sent it to mill:<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The miller did swear,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">By the point of his knife,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He never took toll<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Of a mouse in his life.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="OLD_WOMAN2" id="OLD_WOMAN2"></a> +<span class="i3">There was an old woman,<br /></span> +<span class="i3">And she sold puddings and pies,<br /></span> +<span class="i3">She went to the mill,<br /></span> +<span class="i3">And the dust flew into her eyes:<br /></span> +<span class="i3">Hot pies and cold pies to sell!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Wherever she goes you may follow her by the smell.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="CANDLES" id="CANDLES"></a> +<span class="i0">To make your candles last for aye,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">You wives and maids give ear O!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To put 'em out's the only way,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Says honest John Boldero.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="I_DOUBT" id="I_DOUBT"></a> +<span class="i2">I doubt, I doubt,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">My fire is out,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My little dame an't at home;<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Come, bridle my hog,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">And saddle my dog,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And fetch my little dame home.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 34]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="HARK_HARK" id="HARK_HARK"></a> +<span class="i0">Hark, hark, the dogs do bark,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Beggars are coming to town;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Some in jags, and some in rags,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And some in velvet gowns.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="BATCHELOR" id="BATCHELOR"></a> +<span class="i3">When I was a batchelor,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">I lived by myself,<br /></span> +<span class="i3">And all the bread and cheese I had<br /></span> +<span class="i4">I laid upon a shelf;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The rats and the mice they made such a strife,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I was forc'd to go to London to buy me a wife;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The roads were so bad, and the lanes were so narrow,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I was forc'd to bring my wife home in a wheel-barrow:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The wheel-barrow broke, and my wife got a fall,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Deuce take the wheel-barrow, wife, and all.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="TAFFY" id="TAFFY"></a> +<span class="i0">Taffy was a Welchman,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Taffy was a thief;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Taffy came to my house,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And stole a piece of beef:<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I went to Taffy's house,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Taffy wasn't at home,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Taffy came to my house,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And stole a marrow-bone.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 35]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="LITTLE_HUSBAND" id="LITTLE_HUSBAND"></a> +<span class="i0">I had a little husband,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">No bigger than my thumb,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I put him in a pint pot,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And there I bade him drum;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I bridled him and saddled him,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And sent him out of town;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I gave him a pair of garters<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To garter up his hose,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And a little silk handkerchief,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To wipe his snotty nose.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="OLD_FATHER_GREYBEARD" id="OLD_FATHER_GREYBEARD"></a> +<span class="i0">Old father Greybeard,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Without tooth or tongue,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">If you'll give me your finger,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I'll give you my thumb.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="MY_DADDY" id="MY_DADDY"></a> +<span class="i0">I will tell my own daddy when he comes home,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">What little good work my mammy has done.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She has earnt a penny, spent a groat,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And burnt a hole in the child's new coat.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="MOPPET" id="MOPPET"></a> +<span class="i1">I had a little moppet,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I put it in my pocket,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And fed it with corn and hay;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">There came a proud beggar,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And swore he would have her.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And stole my little moppet away.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 36]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="UP_HILL_AND_DOWN_DALE" id="UP_HILL_AND_DOWN_DALE"></a> +<span class="i0">Up hill and down dale;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Butter is made in every vale;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And if that Nancy Cock<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Is a good girl,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She shall have a spouse,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And make butter anon,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Before her old grandmother<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Grows a young man.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 285px;"> +<img src="images/partiiend.jpg" width="285" height="235" alt="II END." title="II END." /> +</div> + + +<p> </p> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 37]</span></p> + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100%;"> +<img src="images/partiii.jpg" width="100%" alt="PART III." title="PART III." /> +</div> + +<h2>PART III.</h2> + + +<h3><a name="GAY" id="GAY"></a>THE MERRY BELLS OF LONDON.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Gay go up and gay go down,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To ring the bells of London Town.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Bull's eyes and targets,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Say the bells of St. Marg'ret's.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Brick-bats and tiles,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Say the bells of St. Giles.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Halfpence and farthings,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Say the bells of St. Martin's.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Oranges and lemons,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Say the bells of St. Clement's.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Pancakes and fritters,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Say the bells at St. Peter's.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Two sticks and an apple,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Say the bells at Whitechapel.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Old Father Baldpate,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 38]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i0">Say the slow bells at Aldgate.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">You owe me ten shillings,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Say the bells at St. Helen's.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">When will you pay me?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Say the bells at Old Bailey.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">When I shall grow rich,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Say the bells at Shoreditch.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Pray, when will that be?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Say the bells at Stepney.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I am sure I don't know,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Says the great bell at Bow.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>THE GAY LADY THAT WENT TO CHURCH.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="LADY_ALL_SKIN_AND_BONE" id="LADY_ALL_SKIN_AND_BONE"></a> +<span class="i0">There was a lady all skin and bone;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Sure such a lady was never known:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It happen'd upon a certain day,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">This lady went to church to pray.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">When she came to the church stile,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">There she did rest a little while;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When she came to the churchyard,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">There the bells so loud she heard.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">When she came to the church door,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 39]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i0">She stopt to rest a little more;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When she came the church within,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The parson pray'd 'gainst pride and sin.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">On looking up, on looking down,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She saw a dead man on the ground;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And from his nose unto his chin,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The worms crawl'd out, the worms crawl'd in.<a href="#Footnote_E" class="fnanchor">[E]</a><br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Then she unto the parson said,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Shall I be so when I am dead:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">O yes! O yes, the parson said,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">You will be so when you are dead.<br /></span> +<span class="i3"><i>Here the lady screams.</i><br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="footnotes"> +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_E" id="Footnote_E"></a><span class="label">[E]</span> +This line has been adopted in the modern ballad of +<i>Alonzo and Fair Imogene</i>.</p></div> +</div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="ONE_TWO" id="ONE_TWO"></a>ARITHMETICK.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">One, two,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Buckle my shoe;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Three, four,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Lay down lower;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Five, six,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Pick up sticks;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Seven, eight,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Lay them straight;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Nine, ten,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 40]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i0">A good fat hen;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Eleven, twelve,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Who will delve?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Thirteen, fourteen,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Maids a-courting;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Fifteen, sixteen,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Maids a-kissing;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Seventeen, eighteen,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Maids a-waiting;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Nineteen, twenty,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My belly's empty.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="ONE-ERY" id="ONE-ERY"></a>TELLING OUT.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i1">One-ery, two-ery,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Ziccary zan;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Hollow bone, crack a bone,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Ninery ten:<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Spittery spot,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">It must be done;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Twiddleum twaddleum<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Twenty-<small>ONE</small>.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Hink spink, the puddings stink,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">The fat begins to fry,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Nobody at home, but jumping Joan,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Father, mother, and I.<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 41]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i0">Stick, stock, stone dead,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Blind man can't see,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Every knave will have a slave,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">You or I must be <small>HE</small>.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="OLD_DR_FOSTER" id="OLD_DR_FOSTER"></a>THE SEDATE PREACHER.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i1">Old Dr. Forster,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Went to Glo'ster,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To preach the word of God:<br /></span> +<span class="i1">When he came there,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">He sate in his chair,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And gave all the people a nod.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="OLD_WOMAN" id="OLD_WOMAN"></a>THE DEAF OLD WOMAN.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Old woman, old woman, shall we go a-shearing?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Speak a little louder, Sir, I'm very thick of hearing.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Old woman, old woman, shall I kiss you dearly?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Thank you, kind Sir; I hear you very clearly.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="GIRLS_AND_BOYS" id="GIRLS_AND_BOYS"></a>EVENING DITTY.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Girls and boys come out to play,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The moon doth shine as bright as day:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Come with a hoop, come with a call,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Come with a good will, or not at all:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Leave your supper and leave your sleep,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 42]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i0">Come to your playfellows in the street:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Up the ladder and down the wall,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A penny loaf will serve us all.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="SNAIL" id="SNAIL"></a> +<span class="i0">Snail, snail, come out of your hole,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Or else I'll make you as black as a coal.<a href="#Footnote_F" class="fnanchor">[F]</a><br /></span> +</div></div> + + +<div class="footnotes"> +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_F" id="Footnote_F"></a><span class="label">[F]</span> +It was probably the custom, on repeating these lines, to +hold the snail to a candle, in order to make it quit the +shell. In Normandy it was the practice, at Christmas, +for boys to run round fruit-trees, with lighted torches, +singing these lines:</p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i4">Taupes et mulots,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">Sortez de vos clos,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Sinon vous brulerai et la barbe et les os.<br /></span> +</div></div> +</div> +</div> + + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="JIG_MY_JOLE" id="JIG_MY_JOLE"></a> +<span class="i0">Sing jig my jole, the pudding bowl,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">The table and the frame,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My master he did cudgel me,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">For kissing of my dame.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="BELL_HORSES" id="BELL_HORSES"></a> +<span class="i0">Bell horses, bell horses,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">What time o' day?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">One a clock, two a clock,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Time to away.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="RUSTY_DUSTY_MILLER" id="RUSTY_DUSTY_MILLER"></a> +<span class="i0">O the little rusty, dusty, rusty miller:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I'll not change my wife for either gold or siller.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 43]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="THE_ROSE_IS_RED1" id="THE_ROSE_IS_RED1"></a> +<span class="i0">The rose is red, the grass is green,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Serve King George our noble King:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Kitty the spinner will sit down to dinner,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And eat the leg of a frog;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">All good people look over the steeple,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And see the cat play with the dog.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="DOCTOR_FOSTER" id="DOCTOR_FOSTER"></a> +<span class="i0">Doctor Foster was a good man,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He whipped his scholars, now and then,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And when he had done, he took a dance,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Out of England into France.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He had a brave beaver with a fine snout,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Stand you there out.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="THE_CAT_SAT_ASLEEP" id="THE_CAT_SAT_ASLEEP"></a> +<span class="i0">The cat sat asleep by the side of the fire,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">The mistress snored loud as a pig:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Jack took up his fiddle, by Jenny's desire,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And struck up a bit of a jig.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="LITTLE_MAID" id="LITTLE_MAID"></a> +<span class="i0">Little maid, pretty maid, whither goest thou?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Down in the forest to milk my cow.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Shall I go with thee?—No, not now;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When I send for thee, then come thou.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 44]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="THE_COCKS_ON_THE_DUNGHILL" id="THE_COCKS_ON_THE_DUNGHILL"></a> +<span class="i0">The cock's on the dunghill a-blowing his horn;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The bull's in the barn a-threshing of corn;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The maids in the meadows are making of hay;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The ducks in the rivers are swimming away.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="UP_STREET_AND_DOWN_STREET" id="UP_STREET_AND_DOWN_STREET"></a> +<span class="i0">Up street and down street, each window's made of glass;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">If you go to Tom Tickler's house, you'll find a pretty lass:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Hug her, and kiss her, and take her on your knee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And whisper very close: Darling girl, do you love me?<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="PIPPEN_HILL" id="PIPPEN_HILL"></a> +<span class="i0">As I was going up Pippen hill,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Pippen hill was dirty,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">There I met a pretty Miss,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And she dropt me a curtsey.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Little Miss, pretty Miss,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Blessings light upon you,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">If I had half-a-crown a day,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I'd spend it all upon you.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="DICKERY_DOCK" id="DICKERY_DOCK"></a> +<span class="i0">Dickery, dickery, dock,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The mouse ran up the clock:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The clock struck one,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And down he run;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Dickery, dickery, dock.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 45]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="BARNABY_BRIGHT" id="BARNABY_BRIGHT"></a> +<span class="i0">Barnaby Bright he was a sharp cur,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He always would bark if a mouse did but stir:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But now he's grown old, and can no longer bark,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He's condemn'd by the parson to be hang'd by the clerk.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="APPLE-PIE" id="APPLE-PIE"></a> +<span class="i0">If all the world was apple-pie,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And all the sea was ink;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And all the trees were bread and cheese,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">What could we do for drink?<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="NIDDITY-NOD" id="NIDDITY-NOD"></a> +<span class="i0">Old Mother Niddity Nod swore by the pudding-bag,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">She would go to Stoken Church fair;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And then old Father Peter said he would meet her,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Before she got half-way there.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="BROWN_BETTY" id="BROWN_BETTY"></a> +<span class="i0">Little brown Betty lived at the Golden Can,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where she brew'd good ale for gentlemen;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And gentlemen came every day,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Till little brown Betty she hopt away.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="PIPERS_SON" id="PIPERS_SON"></a> +<span class="i0">Tom Thumb the piper's son,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Stole a pig, and away did run;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The pig was eat, and Tom was beat,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Till he ran crying down the street.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 46]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="JACK_SPRAT" id="JACK_SPRAT"></a> +<span class="i0">Jack Sprat would eat no fat,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">His wife would eat no lean;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Now was not this a pretty trick,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">To make the platter clean.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="SELL_EGGS" id="SELL_EGGS"></a> +<span class="i0">As I was going to sell my eggs,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I met a man with bandy legs;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Bandy legs and crooked toes,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I tript up his heels, and he fell on his nose.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="YANKEY_DOODLE" id="YANKEY_DOODLE"></a> +<span class="i0">Yankey Doodle came to town,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">How do you think they serv'd him?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">One took his bag, another his scrip,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">The quicker for to starve him.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="OLD_WOMAN4" id="OLD_WOMAN4"></a> +<span class="i0">There was an old woman had nothing,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And there came thieves to rob her;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When she cried out she made no noise,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">But all the whole country heard her.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="PILLYCOCK" id="PILLYCOCK"></a> +<span class="i0">Pillycock, pillycock, sate on a hill:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">If he's not gone—he sits there still.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 47]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="HUMPTY_DUMPTY" id="HUMPTY_DUMPTY"></a> +<span class="i0">Humpty-dumpty sate on a wall,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Humpti-dumpti had a great fall;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Threescore men and threescore more,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Cannot place Humpty-dumpty as he was before.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="LITTLE_BOY_BLUET" id="LITTLE_BOY_BLUET"></a> +<span class="i0">Little boy Bluet, come blow me your horn,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The cow's in the meadow, the sheep in the corn:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But where is the little boy tenting the sheep?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He's under the hay-cock fast asleep.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="PUSSY_CAT" id="PUSSY_CAT"></a> +<span class="i0">Pussy cat, pussy cat, wilt thou be mine,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Thou shalt neither wash dishes nor feed the swine:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But sit on a cushion and sew a silk seam,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And eat fine strawberries, sugar, and cream.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="DANTY_BABY" id="DANTY_BABY"></a> +<span class="i1">Danty baby diddy,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">What can mammy do wid'e,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">But sit in a lap,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And give 'un a pap,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Sing danty baby diddy.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="DINGLE" id="DINGLE"></a> +<span class="i0">Dingle, dingle, doosey,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">The cat's in the well;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The dog's away to Bellingen,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">To buy the bairn a bell.<a href="#Footnote_G" class="fnanchor">[G]</a><br /></span> +</div></div> + +<div class="footnotes"> +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_G" id="Footnote_G"></a><span class="label">[G]</span> +This is a Scottish ditty, on whirling round a piece of +lighted paper to the child. The paper is called the +dingle doosey.</p></div> +</div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 48]</span></p> +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="SING_YOU_A_SONG2" id="SING_YOU_A_SONG2"></a> +<span class="i0">I'll sing you a song,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Nine verses long,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">For a pin;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Three and three are six,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And three are nine;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">You are a fool,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">And the pin is mine.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="INDIAN_BOYS" id="INDIAN_BOYS"></a> +<span class="i0">Tom Brown's two little Indian boys, two, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i3">One ran away,<br /></span> +<span class="i3">The other would not stay,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Tom Brown's two little Indian boys.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<a name="OLD_MOTHER_HUBBARD" id="OLD_MOTHER_HUBBARD"></a> +<span class="i0">Old Mother Hubbard, she went to the cupboard,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">To fetch her poor dog a bone:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When she came there, the cupboard was bare,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And so the poor dog had none.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 160px;"> +<img src="images/partiiiend.jpg" width="160" height="136" alt="III END." title="III END." /> +</div> +<p> </p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 49]</span></p> + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100%;"> +<img src="images/partiv.jpg" width="100%" alt="PART IV." title="PART IV." /> +</div> + +<h2>PART IV.</h2> + + +<h3><a name="GILES_COLLINS" id="GILES_COLLINS"></a>GILES COLLINS AND PROUD LADY ANNA.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Giles Collins he said to his old mother,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Mother, come bind up my head;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And send to the parson of our parish,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">For to-morrow I shall be dead, dead,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">For to-morrow I shall be dead.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">His mother she made him some water-gruel,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And stirr'd it round with a spoon;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Giles Collins he ate up his water-gruel,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And died before 'twas noon, noon,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">And died before 'twas noon.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Lady Anna was sitting at her window,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Mending her night-robe and coif;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She saw the very prettiest corpse,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">She'd seen in all her life, life,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">She'd seen in all her life.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">What bear ye there, ye six strong men,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 50]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i1">Upon your shoulders so high?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We bear the body of Giles Collins,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Who for love of you did die, die,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Who for love of you did die.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Set him down! set him down! Lady Anna she cry'd,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">On the grass that grows so green;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To-morrow before the clock strikes ten,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">My body shall lye by his'n, his'n,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">My body shall lye by his'n.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Lady Anna was buried in the East,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Giles Collins was buried in the West;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">There grew a lily from Giles Collins,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">That touch'd Lady Anna's breast, breast,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">That touch'd Lady Anna's breast.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">There blew a cold north-easterly wind,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And cut this lily in twain,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Which never there was seen before;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And it never will again, again,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">And it never will again.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 51]</span></p> +<h3><a name="LITTLE_BO_PEEP" id="LITTLE_BO_PEEP"></a>LITTLE BO-PEEP.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And can't tell where to find them:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Let them alone, and they'll come home,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And bring their tails behind them.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And dreamt she heard them bleating:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But when she awoke, she found it a joke,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">For they still were all fleeting.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Then up she took her little crook,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Determin'd for to find them;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">For they'd left all their tails behind 'em.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">It happen'd one day, as Bo-peep did stray,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Unto a meadow hard by;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">There she espy'd their tails side by side,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">All hung on a tree to dry.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">She heav'd a sigh, and wip'd her eye,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And over the hillocks went stump-o,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And tried what she could, as a shepherdess should,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">To tack each again to its rump-o.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 52]</span></p> +<h3><a name="DUCK_AND_DRAKE" id="DUCK_AND_DRAKE"></a>WATER SKIMMING.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i2">A duck and a drake,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">A nice barley cake,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">With a penny to pay the old baker,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">A hop and a scotch,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Is another notch,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Slitherum, slatherum, take her.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="SIXPENCE" id="SIXPENCE"></a>THE JOLLY TESTER.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I love sixpence, a jolly, jolly sixpence,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I love sixpence as my life;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I spent a penny of it, I spent a penny of it,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I took a penny home to my wife.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I love fourpence, a jolly, jolly fourpence,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I love fourpence as my life;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I spent twopence of it, I spent twopence of it,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I took twopence home to my wife.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I love nothing, a jolly, jolly nothing,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I love nothing as my life,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I spent nothing of it, I spent nothing of it.<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I took nothing home to my wife.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 53]</span></p> +<h3><a name="JOHN_COOK" id="JOHN_COOK"></a>THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF THE GREY MARE.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">John Cook had a little grey mare; he, haw, hum:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Her back stood up and her bones they were bare; he, haw, hum.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">John Cook was riding up Shuter's bank; he, haw, hum:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And there his nag did kick and prank; he, haw, hum.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">John Cook was riding up Shuter's hill; he, haw, hum:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">His mare fell down and she made her will; he, haw, hum.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The bridle and saddle were laid on the shelf; he, haw, hum:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">If you want any more, you may sing it yourself: he, haw, hum.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="MY_FATHER" id="MY_FATHER"></a>THE SEARCH AFTER FORTUNE.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">My father he died, but I can't tell you how,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He left me six horses to drive in my plough:<br /></span> +<span class="i2">With my wing wang waddle oh,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Jack sing saddle oh,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Blowsey boys bubble oh,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Under the broom.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I sold my six horses and I bought me a cow,<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 54]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i0">I'd fain have made a fortune, but did not know how:<br /></span> +<span class="i2">With my wing wang, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I sold my cow, and I bought me a calf;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I'd fain have made a fortune, but lost the best half:<br /></span> +<span class="i2">With my wing wang, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I sold my calf, and I bought me a cat;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A pretty thing she was, in my chimney-corner sat:<br /></span> +<span class="i2">With my wing wang, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I sold my cat, and I bought me a mouse;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He carried fire in his tail, and burnt down my house:<br /></span> +<span class="i2">With my wing wang, etc.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="WIDDLE_WADDLE" id="WIDDLE_WADDLE"></a>DAME WIDDLE WADDLE.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Old Mother Widdle Waddle jumpt out of bed,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And out at the casement she popt out her head:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Crying the house is on fire, the grey goose is dead,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And the fox he is come to the town, oh!<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 55]</span></p> +<h3><a name="MAD_MAN" id="MAD_MAN"></a>THE MAD FOLKS OF THE MAD TOWN.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">There was a mad man and he had a mad wife,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And they lived in a mad town:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And they had children three at a birth,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And mad they were every one.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The father was mad, the mother was mad,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And the children mad beside;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And they all got on a mad horse,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And madly they did ride.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">They rode by night and they rode by day,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Yet never a one of them fell;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">They rode so madly all the way,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Till they came to the gates of hell.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Old Nick was glad to see them so mad,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And gladly let them in:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But he soon grew sorry to see them so merry,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And let them out again.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="IN_LOVE" id="IN_LOVE"></a>THE TAYLOR'S COURTSHIP.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">In love be I, fifth button high,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">On velvet runs my courting,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Sheer buckram twist, best broadcloth list,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">I leave for others sporting.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">From needle, thread, my fingers fled,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">My heart is set a-throbbing;<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 56]</span><br /></span> +<span class="i0">And no one by, I cross-legg'd sigh,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">For charming Betsey Bobbin:<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Betsey Bobbin, Betsey Bobbin,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">For charming Betsey Bobbin.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Her lips so sweet, are velveret,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Her eyes do well their duty;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Her skin's to me like dimity,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">The pattern gay of beauty.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Her hand squeez'd oft is satin soft,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And sets my heart a-throbbing,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Her cheeks, O dear, red cassimere,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Lord! what a Betsey Bobbin! etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Her roguish smile can well beguile,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Her every look bewitches;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Yet never stir, when tacked to her,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">For Tim will wear the breeches;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I've face and mien, am spruce and keen,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And though my heart keeps throbbing,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">There's not, in fine, one man in nine,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">So fit for Betsey Bobbin, etc.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 57]</span></p> +<h3><a name="MONEY" id="MONEY"></a>OLD CHAIRS AND OLD CLOTHES.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">If I'd as much money as I could spend,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I never would cry old chairs to mend:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Old chairs to mend, old chairs to mend,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I never would cry old chairs to mend.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">If I'd as much money as I could tell,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I never would cry old clothes to sell,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Old clothes to sell, old clothes to sell,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I never would cry old clothes to sell.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="LITTLE_BOY_LITTLE_GIRL" id="LITTLE_BOY_LITTLE_GIRL"></a>THE LITTLE LOVERS.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">There was a little boy and a little girl<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Liv'd in an alley;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Says the little boy to the little girl,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Shall I, oh, shall I?<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Says the little girl to the little boy,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">What shall we do?<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Says the little boy to the little girl,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">I will kiss you.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 58]</span></p> +<h3><a name="OLD_MAN2" id="OLD_MAN2"></a>NEW BROOMS, BROOMS, O!</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">There was an old man, and he lived in a wood;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And his lazy son Jack would snooze till noon:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Nor followed his trade although it was good,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">With a bill and a stump for making of brooms, green brooms;<br /></span> +<span class="i1">With a bill and a stump for making of brooms.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">One morn in a passion, and sore with vexation,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">He swore he would fire the room,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">If he did not get up and go to his work,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And fall to the cutting of brooms, green brooms, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Then Jack he arose and slipt on his clothes,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And away to the woods very soon,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where he made up his pack, and put it on his back,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Crying, Maids, do you want any brooms? green brooms, etc.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="DING-A-DING" id="DING-A-DING"></a>THE PARLIAMENT SOLDIERS.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">High ding a ding, and ho ding a ding,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The parliament soldiers are gone to the King;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Some with new beavers, some with new bands,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The parliament soldiers are all to be hanged.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 59]</span></p> +<h3><a name="JACK_DANDY" id="JACK_DANDY"></a>JACK DANDY-PRAT.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Little Jack Dandy-prat was my first suitor;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He had a dish and a spoon, and he'd some pewter;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">He'd linen and woollen, and woollen and linen,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">A little pig in a string cost him five shilling.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="TWO_BLACKBIRDS" id="TWO_BLACKBIRDS"></a>TWO BLACKBIRDS.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">There were two blackbirds set upon a hill,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The one named Jack, the other named Gill:<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Fly away, Jack; fly away, Gill;<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Come again, Jack; come again, Gill.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><a name="LITTLE_MAN" id="LITTLE_MAN"></a>THE DUCK AND THE DRAKE.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i4">There was a little man<br /></span> +<span class="i4">And he had a little gun,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead:<br /></span> +<span class="i4">He went to the brook,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">And he saw a little duck,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And he shot it through the head, head, head.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i4">He carried it home,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">To his old wife Joan,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And bid her a fire for to make, make, make,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">To roast the little duck,<br /></span> +<span class="i4">He'd shot in the brook,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And he'd go and fetch her the drake, drake, drake.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 60]</span></p> +<h3><a name="BETTY" id="BETTY"></a>THE MILK PAILS.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Betty's gone a-milking, mother, mother;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Betty's gone a-milking, dainty fine mother of mine:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Then you may go after, daughter, daughter;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Then you may go after, dainty fine daughter of mine.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Buy me a pair of milk pails, mother, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where's the money to come from, daughter? etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Pawn my father's feather-bed, mother, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where's your father to lay, daughter? etc<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Lay him in the maid's bed, mother, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where is the maid to lay, daughter? etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Lay her in the pig-stye, mother, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Where are the pigs to lay, daughter? etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Lay them at the stair-foot, mother, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">There they will be trod to death, daughter, etc.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Lay them by the water-side, mother, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">There they will be drowned, daughter, etc.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Then take a rope and hang yourself, mother, etc.<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 61]</span></p> +<h3><a name="ROSES_ARE_RED" id="ROSES_ARE_RED"></a>THE LADY'S SONG IN LEAP YEAR.</h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Roses are red, diddle, diddle,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Lavender's blue:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">If you will have me, diddle, diddle,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">I will have you.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Lilies are white, diddle, diddle,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Rosemary's green;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">When you are king, diddle, diddle,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">I will be queen.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Call up your men, diddle, diddle,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Set them to work;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Some to the plough, diddle, diddle,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Some to the cart.<br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Some to make hay, diddle, diddle,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Some to cut corn;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Whilst you and I, diddle, diddle,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">Keep the bed warm.<br /></span> +</div></div> + + +<h5>THE END.</h5> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 62]</span></p> + + +<p> </p> +<p><span class='pagenum'>[Pg 63]</span></p> + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100%;"> +<img src="images/index.jpg" width="100%" alt="INDEX." title="INDEX." /> +</div> + +<h2>INDEX OF FIRST LINES.</h2> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='right'><small>PAGE</small></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#DILLER_DOLLAR">A diller, a dollar</a>,</td><td align='right'>30</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#DUCK_AND_DRAKE">A duck and a drake</a>,</td><td align='right'>52</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#FELL_OUT">A little old man and I fell out</a>,</td><td align='right'>26</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#MAN_OF_WORDS">A man of words and not of deeds</a>,</td><td align='right'>19</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SELL_EGGS">As I was going to sell my eggs</a>,</td><td align='right'>46</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#PIPPEN_HILL">As I was going up Pippen hill</a>,</td><td align='right'>44</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BLACK_SHEEP">Bah, bah, black sheep</a>,</td><td align='right'>22</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BARNABY_BRIGHT">Barnaby Bright, he was a sharp cur</a>,</td><td align='right'>45</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BEE_BAW_BABBY_LOU">Bee baw babby lou, on a tree top</a>,</td><td align='right'>17</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BEE_BAW_BUNTING">Bee baw bunting</a>,</td><td align='right'>17</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BELL_HORSES">Bell horses, bell horses</a>,</td><td align='right'>42</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BETTY">Betty's gone a-milking, mother, mother</a>,</td><td align='right'>60</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BYE">Bye, O my baby</a>,</td><td align='right'>18</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#CAMBRICK_SHIRT">Can you make me a cambrick shirt?</a>,</td><td align='right'>4</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO">Cock-a-doodle-doo</a>,</td><td align='right'>29</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LETS_TO_BED">Come, let's to bed</a>,</td><td align='right'>32</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#CROSS_PATCH">Cross patch, draw the latch</a>,</td><td align='right'>23</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#DANTY_BABY">Danty baby deddy</a>,</td><td align='right'>47</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BETTY_PRINGLE">Did you hear of Betty Pringle's pig</a>,</td><td align='right'>16</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#DICKERY_DOCK">Dickery, dickery dock</a>,</td><td align='right'>44</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#DING_DONG_BELL">Ding dong bell</a>,</td><td align='right'>11</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#DINGLE">Dingle, dingle doosey</a>,</td><td align='right'>47</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#DOCTOR_FOSTER">Doctor Foster was a good man</a>,</td><td align='right'>43</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#TAILORS">Four-and-twenty tailors</a>,</td><td align='right'>26</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#GAY">Gay go up and gay go down</a>,</td><td align='right'>37</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#GILES_COLLINS">Giles Collins, he said to his old mother</a>,</td><td align='right'>49</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#GIRLS_AND_BOYS">Girls and boys come out to play</a>,</td><td align='right'>41</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#GOOSE">Goose-a goose-a gander</a>,</td><td align='right'>31</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#GREAT_A">Great A, little a</a>,</td><td align='right'>25</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#HARK_HARK">Hark, hark, the dogs do bark</a>,</td><td align='right'>34</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LUSTY_WOOER">Here comes a lusty wooer</a>,</td><td align='right'>9</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#FIST">Here stands a fist</a>,</td><td align='right'>25</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#DING-A-DING">High ding-a-ding, and ho ding-a-ding</a>,</td><td align='right'>58</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#HUMPTY_DUMPTY">Humpty dumpty sate on a wall</a>,</td><td align='right'>47</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#PRETTY_WENCH">I am a pretty wench</a>,</td><td align='right'>30</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#I_DOUBT">I doubt, I doubt</a>,</td><td align='right'>33</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LITTLE_HUSBAND">I had a little husband</a>,</td><td align='right'>35</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#MOPPET">I had a little moppet</a>,</td><td align='right'>35</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#APPLE-PIE">If all the world was apple-pie</a>,</td><td align='right'>45</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#MONEY">If I'd as much money as I could spend</a>,</td><td align='right'>57</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SING_YOU_A_SONG1">I'll sing you a song</a>,</td><td align='right'>14</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SING_YOU_A_SONG2">I'll sing you a song</a>,</td><td align='right'>48</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#STORY_OF_NORY">I'll tell you a story</a>,</td><td align='right'>24</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SIXPENCE">I love a sixpence, a jolly, jolly sixpence</a>,</td><td align='right'>52</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#IN_LOVE">In love be I, fifth button high</a>,</td><td align='right'>55</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#I_SEE_THE_MOON">I see the moon, and the moon sees me</a>,</td><td align='right'>29</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#JOHN_SMITH">Is John Smith within?</a>,</td><td align='right'>28</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#MY_DADDY">I will tell my own daddy when he comes home</a>,</td><td align='right'>35</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#JACK_AND_GILL">Jack and Gill</a>,</td><td align='right'>27</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#JACK_SPRAT">Jack Sprat would eat no fat</a>,</td><td align='right'>46<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 64]</span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#JOHN_COOK">John Cook had a little grey mare, he, haw, hum</a>,</td><td align='right'>53</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SELL_FIDDLE">John, come sell thy fiddle</a>,</td><td align='right'>31</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LADY_BIRD">Lady bird, lady bird</a>,</td><td align='right'>31</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LITTLE_BO_PEEP">Little bo-peep has lost her sheep</a>,</td><td align='right'>51</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LITTLE_BOY_BLUET">Little boy-bluet come blow me your horn</a>,</td><td align='right'>47</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LITTLE_BOY">Little boy, pretty boy, where was you born?</a>,</td><td align='right'>26</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BROWN_BETTY">Little brown Betty lived at the Golden Can</a>,</td><td align='right'>45</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#JACK_DANDY">Little Jack Dandy-prat was my first suitor</a>,</td><td align='right'>59</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#JACK_HORNER">Little Jack Horner</a>,</td><td align='right'>30</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LITTLE_MAID">Little maid, pretty maid, whither goest thou?</a>,</td><td align='right'>43</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#TOM_TUCKER">Little Tom Tucker</a>,</td><td align='right'>30</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LONDON_BRIDGE">London Bridge is broken down</a>,</td><td align='right'>5</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#MISTRESS_MARY">Mistress Mary</a>,</td><td align='right'>24</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#MY_FATHER">My father he died, but I can't tell you how</a>,</td><td align='right'>53</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_DR_FOSTER">Old Dr. Forster</a>,</td><td align='right'>41</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_FATHER_GREYBEARD">Old Father Greybeard</a>,</td><td align='right'>35</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_MOTHER_HUBBARD">Old Mother Hubbard she went to the cupboard</a>,</td><td align='right'>48</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#NIDDITY-NOD">Old Mother Niddity-Nod swore by the pudding-bag</a>,</td><td align='right'>45</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#WIDDLE_WADDLE">Old Mother Widdle Waddle jumpt out of bed</a>,</td><td align='right'>54</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_WOMAN">Old woman, old woman, shall we go a-shearing?</a>,</td><td align='right'>41</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#ONE-ERY">One-ery, two-ery</a>,</td><td align='right'>40</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#ONE_TWO">One, two</a>,</td><td align='right'>39</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#HARRY_PARRY">O rare Harry Parry</a>,</td><td align='right'>27</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#I_WAS_HERE">O that I was where I would be</a>,</td><td align='right'>29</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#RUSTY_DUSTY_MILLER">O the little rusty, dusty, rusty miller</a>,</td><td align='right'>42</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#PATTY_CAKE">Patty-cake, patty-cake</a>,</td><td align='right'>22</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#PILLYCOCK">Pillycock, pillycock sate on a hill</a>,</td><td align='right'>46</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#PUSSY_CAT">Pussy cat, pussy cat, wilt thou be mine</a>,</td><td align='right'>47</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#RIDE_A_COCK_HORSE1">Ride a cock horse</a>,</td><td align='right'>28</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#RIDE_A_COCK_HORSE2">Ride a cock horse to Banbury cross</a>,</td><td align='right'>28</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#ROBIN_AND_RICHARD">Robin and Richard</a>,</td><td align='right'>21</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#ROBIN">Robin, the robin, the high-bellied hen</a>,</td><td align='right'>22</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#ROSES_ARE_RED">Roses are red, diddle, diddle</a>,</td><td align='right'>61</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#ROUND_ABOUT">Round about, round about</a>,</td><td align='right'>29</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SAYS_T_AULD_MAN">Says t' auld man tit oak tree</a>,</td><td align='right'>10</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SEE_SAW1">See-saw, Margery Daw</a>,</td><td align='right'>27</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SEE-SAW2">See-saw sacaradown</a>,</td><td align='right'>25</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SHOE_THE_COLT">Shoe the colt</a>,</td><td align='right'>28</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SING_A_SONG">Sing a song of sixpence, a bag full of rye</a>,</td><td align='right'>13</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#DIDDLE_DIDDLE">Sing hey diddle diddle</a>,</td><td align='right'>13</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#JIG_MY_JOLE">Sing jig-my-jole, the pudding bowl</a>,</td><td align='right'>42</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SNAIL">Snail, snail, come out of your hole</a>,</td><td align='right'>42</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#TAFFY">Taffy was a Welchman</a>,</td><td align='right'>34</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_CAT_SAT_ASLEEP">The cat sat asleep by the side of the fire</a>,</td><td align='right'>43</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_COCKS_ON_THE_DUNGHILL">The cock's on the dunghill a-blowing his horn</a>,</td><td align='right'>44</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_MAN_IN_THE_MOON">The man in the moon</a>,</td><td align='right'>26</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_ROSE_IS_RED1">The rose is red, the grass is green</a>,</td><td align='right'>43</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_ROSE_IS_RED2">The rose is red, the violets blue</a>,</td><td align='right'>20</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_RULE_OF_THE_ROAD">The rule of the road is a paradox quite</a>,</td><td align='right'>32</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#FROG_IN_A_WELL">There was a frog liv'd in a well</a>,</td><td align='right'>1</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LADY_ALL_SKIN_AND_BONE">There was a lady all skin and bone</a>,</td><td align='right'>38</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LADY_AND_SWINE">There was a lady lov'd a swine</a>,</td><td align='right'>3</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LITTLE_BOY_LITTLE_GIRL">There was a little boy and a little girl</a>,</td><td align='right'>57</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#GUINEA-PIG">There was a little guinea-pig</a>,</td><td align='right'>15</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#LITTLE_MAN">There was a little man</a>,</td><td align='right'>59</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#MAD_MAN">There was a mad man, and he had a mad wife</a>,</td><td align='right'>55</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_MAN1">There was an old man</a>,</td><td align='right'>24</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_MAN2">There was an old man, and he liv'd in a wood</a>,</td><td align='right'>58</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_MAN3">There was an old man in a velvet coat</a>,</td><td align='right'>29</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_WOMAN1">There was an old woman</a>,</td><td align='right'>33<span class='pagenum'>[Pg 65]</span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_WOMAN2">There was an old woman</a>,</td><td align='right'>33</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_WOMAN3">There was an old woman, and what do you think?</a>,</td><td align='right'>15</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_WOMAN4">There was an old woman had nothing</a>,</td><td align='right'>46</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_WOMAN5">There was an old woman, she liv'd in a shoe</a>,</td><td align='right'>27</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_WOMAN6">There was an old woman toss'd in a blanket</a>,</td><td align='right'>10</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#TWO_BIRDS">There were two birds sat on a stone</a>,</td><td align='right'>14</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#TWO_BLACKBIRDS">There were two blackbirds set upon a hill</a>,</td><td align='right'>59</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THREE_CHILDREN">Three children sliding on the ice</a>,</td><td align='right'>7</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THREE_WISE_MEN">Three wise men of Gotham</a>,</td><td align='right'>12</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#CANDLES">To make your candles last for aye</a>,</td><td align='right'>33</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#INDIAN_BOYS">Tom Brown's two little Indian boys, two, etc.</a>,</td><td align='right'>48</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#PIPERS_SON">Tom Thumb the piper's son</a>,</td><td align='right'>45</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#TRIP_UPON_TRENCHES">Trip upon trenches, and dance upon dishes</a>,</td><td align='right'>11</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#UP_HILL_AND_DOWN_DALE">Up hill and down dale</a>,</td><td align='right'>36</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#RIDE_ME_NOT">Up hill ride me not</a>,</td><td align='right'>32</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#UP_STREET_AND_DOWN_STREET">Up street and down street, each window's made of glass</a>,</td><td align='right'>44</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#TAKE_CARE_OF_ME">Up the hill, take care of me</a>,</td><td align='right'>32</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THREE_BRETHREN">We are three brethren out of Spain</a>,</td><td align='right'>20</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#ROBIN_BOBBIN">We'll go a shooting, says Robin to Bobbin</a>,</td><td align='right'>7</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#DRY_WITH_DRINKING">We're all dry with drinking on't</a>,</td><td align='right'>16</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#WHAT_CARE">What care I how black I be?</a>,</td><td align='right'>31</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BATCHELOR">When I was a batchelor</a>,</td><td align='right'>34</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#WHOS_THERE">Who's there</a>,</td><td align='right'>23</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#WONT_BE">Won't be my father's Jack</a>,</td><td align='right'>12</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#YANKEY_DOODLE">Yankey doodle came to town</a>,</td><td align='right'>46</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#ONETWO">1, 2, 3, 4, 5</a>,</td><td align='right'>25</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 272px;"> +<img 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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: Gammer Gurton's Garland + The Nursery Parnassus + +Author: Joseph Ritson + +Release Date: December 8, 2010 [EBook #34601] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK GAMMER GURTON'S GARLAND *** + + + + +Produced by David Edwards and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was +produced from images generously made available by The +Internet Archive) + + + + + + + + + + _Gammer Gurton's Garland._ + + + + Gammer Gurton's + Garland + + OR + + _THE NURSERY PARNASSUS_ + + + A Choice Collection of Pretty Songs and Verses for + the Amusement of all Little Good Children + who can neither read nor run. + + [Illustration] + + LONDON, 1810 + REPRINTED FOR + HUGH HOPKINS, GLASGOW + 1866 + + + + _Printed by_ R. CLARK, _Edinburgh_. + + + + +"GAMMER GURTON'S GARLAND, or the Nursery Parnassus," was originally +issued at Stockton, as a small twopenny _brochure_, in 32mo, without a +date, "printed by and for R. Christopher." Sir Harris Nicholas says it +appeared in the year 1783, "one of the most prolific of Ritson's pen." +Haslewood is of opinion that it appeared about the same period as "The +Bishopric Garland, or Durham Minstrel," which was printed at Stockton +for the same R. Christopher in 1784. "Gammer Gurton's Garland" was again +printed, with additions, 1809, in 8vo. This little work, a great +favourite with those for whose amusement it was compiled, has been more +than once reprinted since. The present edition has been very carefully +executed, and rendered complete by the addition of an index. + +The impression has been limited to one hundred copies small paper, and +twelve copies large paper. + + GLASGOW, MDCCCLXVI. + + * * * * * + + + + + [Illustration] + + PART I. + + +THE FROG AND MOUSE. + + There was a frog liv'd in a well, + Kitty alone, Kitty alone; + There was a frog liv'd in a well, + Kitty alone and I. + There was a frog liv'd in a well, + And a farce[A] mouse in a mill. + Cock me cary, Kitty alone, + Kitty alone and I. + + This frog he would a wooing ride, + Kitty alone, etc. + This frog he would a wooing ride, + And on a snail he got astride. + Cock me cary, etc. + + He rode till he came to my Lady Mouse hall, + Kitty alone, etc. + He rode till he came to my Lady Mouse hall, + And there he did both knock and call. + Cock me cary, etc. + + Quoth he, Miss Mouse, I'm come to thee, + Kitty alone, etc. + Quoth he, Miss Mouse, I'm come to thee, + To see if thou can fancy me. + Cock me cary, etc. + + Quoth she, Answer I'll give you none, + Kitty alone, etc. + Quoth she, Answer I'll give you none, + Until my uncle Rat come home. + Cock me cary, etc. + + And when her uncle Rat came home, + Kitty alone, etc. + And when her uncle Rat came home, + Who's been here since I've been gone? + Cock me cary, etc. + + Sir, there's been a worthy gentleman, + Kitty alone, etc. + Sir, there's been a worthy gentleman, + That's been here since you've been gone. + Cock me cary, etc. + + The frog he came whistling through the brook, + Kitty alone, etc. + The frog he came whistling through the brook, + And there he met with a dainty duck. + Cock me cary, etc. + + This duck she swallow'd him up with a pluck, + Kitty alone, Kitty alone, + This duck she swallow'd him up with a pluck, + So there's an end of my history book. + Cock me cary, Kitty alone, + Kitty alone and I. + + [A] Merry. + + * * * * * + + +THE LADY AND THE SWINE. + + There was a lady lov'd a swine, + Honey, quoth she, + Pig-hog, wilt thou be mine? + Hoogh, quoth he. + + I'll build thee a silver stye, + Honey, quoth she, + And in it thou shalt lye; + Hoogh, quoth he. + + Pinn'd with a silver pin, + Honey, quoth she, + That thou may go out and in, + Hoogh, quoth he. + + Wilt thou now have me now, + Honey? quoth she, + Hoogh, hoogh, hoogh, quoth he, + And went his way. + + * * * * * + + +THE CAMBRICK SHIRT. + + Can you make me a cambrick shirt, + Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, + Without any seam or needle work? + And you shall be a true lover of mine. + + Can you wash it in yonder well, + Parsley, etc. + Where never sprung water, nor rain ever fell? + And you, etc. + + Can you dry it on yonder thorn, + Parsley, etc. + Which never bore blossom since Adam was born? + And you, etc. + + Now you have ask'd me questions three, + Parsley, etc. + I hope you'll answer as many for me, + And you, etc. + + Can you find me an acre of land, + Parsley, etc. + Between the salt water and the sea sand? + And you, etc. + + Can you plow it with a ram's horn, + Parsley, etc. + And sow it all over with one pepper corn? + And you, etc. + + Can you reap it with a sickle of leather, + Parsley, etc. + And bind it up with a peacock's feather, + And you, etc. + + When you have done and finish'd your work, + Parsley, etc. + Then come to me for your cambrick shirt. + And you, etc. + + * * * * * + + +THE CELEBRATED SONG OF + +LONDON BRIDGE IS BROKEN DOWN. + + London bridge is broken down, + Dance o'er my lady lee, + London Bridge is broken down, + With a gay lady. + + How shall we build it up again? + Dance o'er my lady lee, + How shall we build it up again? + With a gay lady. + + Silver and gold will be stole away, + Dance o'er my lady lee, + Silver and gold will be stole away, + With a gay lady. + + Build it up with iron and steel, + Dance o'er my lady lee, + Build it up with iron and steel, + With a gay lady. + + Iron and steel will bend and bow, + Dance o'er my lady lee, + Iron and steel will bend and bow, + With a gay lady. + + Build it up with wood and clay, + Dance o'er my lady lee, + Build it up with wood and clay, + With a gay lady. + + Wood and clay will wash away, + Dance o'er my lady lee, + Wood and clay will wash away, + With a gay lady. + + Build it up with stone so strong, + Dance o'er my lady lee, + Huzza! 'twill last for ages long, + With a gay lady. + + * * * * * + + +THE SONG OF + +THE THREE CHILDREN. + +_Tune_--"Chevy Chace." + + 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. + + You parents that have children dear, + And eke you that have none, + If you will have them safe abroad, + Pray keep them safe at home. + + * * * * * + + +ROBIN, BOBBIN, RICHARD, AND JOHN: + +OR, THE WREN SHOOTING. + + We'll go a shooting, says Robin to Bobbin; + We'll go a shooting, says Richard to Robin; + We'll go a shooting, says John all alone; + We'll go a shooting, says every one. + + What shall we kill? says Robin to Bobbin; + What shall we kill? says Richard to Robin; + What shall we kill? says John all alone; + What shall we kill? says every one. + + We'll shoot at that wren, says Robin to Bobbin; + We'll shoot at that wren, says Richard to Robin; + We'll shoot at that wren, says John all alone; + We'll shoot at that wren, says every one. + + She's down, she's down, says Robin to Bobbin; + She's down, she's down, says Richard to Robin; + She's down, she's down, says John all alone; + She's down, she's down, says every one. + + How shall we get her home? says Robin to Bobbin; + How shall we get her home? says Richard to Robin; + How shall we get her home? says John all alone; + How shall we get her home? says every one. + + We'll hire a cart, says Robin to Bobbin; + We'll hire a cart, says Richard to Robin; + We'll hire a cart, says John all alone; + We'll hire a cart, says every one. + + Then hoist, boys, hoist, says Robin to Bobbin; + Then hoist, boys, hoist, says Richard to Robin; + Then hoist, boys, hoist, says John all alone; + Then hoist, boys, hoist, says every one. + + So they brought her away, after each pluck'd a feather, + And when they got home, shar'd the booty together. + + * * * * * + + +THE SHORT COURTSHIP: + +OR, THE LUSTY WOOER. + + Here comes a lusty wooer, + My a dildin, my a daldin; + Here comes a lusty wooer, + Lily bright and shine a. + + Pray, who do you woo? + My a dildin, my a daldin; + Pray, who do you woo? + Lily bright and shine a. + + For your fairest daughter, + My a dildin, my a daldin; + For your fairest daughter, + Lily bright and shine a. + + Then there she is for you, + My a dildin, my a daldin; + Then there she is for you, + Lily bright and shine a. + + * * * * * + + +THE SONG OF + +THE OLD WOMAN THAT WAS TOSS'D IN A BLANKET. + + There was an old woman toss'd in a blanket + Seventeen times as high as the moon; + But where she was going no mortal could tell, + For under her arm she carry'd a broom. + + Old woman, old woman, old woman, said I, + Whither, ah whither, ah whither so high? + To sweep the cobwebs from the sky, + And I'll be with you by and by. + + * * * * * + + +THE OLD MAN AND THE OAK. + +A NORTH-COUNTRY SONG. + + Says t' auld man tit oak tree, + Young and lusty was I when I kenn'd thee; + I was young and lusty, I was fair and clear, + Young and lusty was I mony a lang year, + But sair fail'd am I, sair fail'd now, + Sair fail'd am I sen kenn'd thou. + + * * * * * + + +A SOLEMN DIRGE. + + Ding dong bell, + The cat is in the well. + Who put her in? + Little Johnny Green. + + What a naughty boy was that, + To drown poor pussy cat, + Who never did him any harm, + And kill'd the mice in his father's barn. + + * * * * * + + +TRIP UPON TRENCHES. + +A MELANCHOLY SONG. + + Trip upon trenches, and dance upon dishes, + My mother sent me for some barm, some barm; + She bid me tread lightly, and come again quickly, + For fear the young men should do me some harm. + + Yet didn't you see, yet didn't you see, + What naughty tricks they put upon me: + They broke my pitcher, + And spilt the water, + And huff'd my mother, + And chid her daughter, + And kiss'd my sister instead of me. + + * * * * * + + +T'OTHER LITTLE TUNE. + +A VERY PLEASANT SONG. + + Won't be my father's Jack, + I wont be my mother's Gill, + I will be the fiddler's wife, + And have music when I will. + T'other little tune, + T'other little tune, + Pr'ythee, love, play me + T'other little tune. + + * * * * * + + +THE SONG OF + +THE THREE WISE MEN OF GOTHAM, + +WHO WENT TO SEA IN A BOWL. + + Three wise men of Gotham + Went to sea in a bowl, + And if the bowl had been stronger, + My song had been longer. + + * * * * * + + +SONG OF SIXPENCE. + + Sing a song of sixpence, a bag full of rye, + Four-and-twenty blackbirds bak'd in a pye; + And when the pye was open'd the birds began to sing, + And was not this a pretty dish to set before a king? + + The king was in the parlour counting o'er his money, + The queen was in the kitchen, eating bread and honey; + The maid was in the garden laying out the clothes, + Up came a magpie and bit off her nose.[B] + + [B] Quoted in Beaumont and Fletcher's Bonduca, act v. sc. ii. + + * * * * * + + +THE SONG OF + +THE CAT AND THE FIDDLE. + + Sing hey diddle, diddle, + The cat and the fiddle, + The cow jump'd over the moon, + The little dog laugh'd + To see such craft, + And the dish run away with the spoon. + + * * * * * + + +THE WOODCOCK, THE SPARROW, AND THE LITTLE DOG. + + I'll sing you a song: + The days are long, + The woodcock and the sparrow: + The little dog he has burnt his tail, + And he must be hang'd to-morrow. + + * * * * * + + +THE SONG OF + +THE TWO BIRDS. + + There were two birds sat on a stone, + Fa, la, la, la, lal, de; + One flew away, and then there was one, + Fa, la, la, la, lal, de; + The other flew after, and then there was none, + Fa, la, la, la, lal, de; + And so the poor stone was left all alone, + Fa, la, la, la, lal, de. + + * * * * * + + +THE SURPRISING OLD WOMAN. + + There was an old woman, and what do you think? + She liv'd upon nothing but victuals and drink; + And tho' victuals and drink were the chief of her diet, + This plaguy old woman could never be quiet. + + She went to the baker, to buy her some bread, + And when she came home, her old husband was dead; + She went to the clerk to toll the bell, + And when she came back her old husband was well. + + * * * * * + + +THE MIRACULOUS GUINEA-PIG. + + There was a little guinea-pig, + Who being little was not big, + He always walk'd upon his feet, + And never fasted when he eat. + + When from a place he ran away, + He never at that place did stay; + And while he ran, as I am told, + He ne'er stood still for young or old. + + He often squeak'd and sometimes vi'lent, + And when he squeak'd he ne'er was silent; + Tho' ne'er instructed by a cat, + He knew a mouse was not a rat. + + One day, as I am certify'd, + He took a whim and fairly dy'd; + And as I'm told by men of sense, + He never has been living since. + + * * * * * + + +THE SONG OF THE + +PIPER AND THE FIDDLER'S WIFE. + + We're all dry with drinking on't, + We're all dry with drinking on't, + The piper kiss'd the fiddler's wife, + And I can't sleep for thinking on't. + + * * * * * + + +A FAMOUS SONG ABOUT + +BETTY PRINGLE'S PIG. + + Did you not hear of Betty Pringle's pig? + It was not very little, nor yet very big; + The pig sat down upon a dunghill, + And there poor piggy he made his will. + + Betty Pringle came to see this pretty pig + That was not very little, nor yet very big; + This little piggy it lay down and dy'd, + And Betty Pringle sat down and cry'd. + + Then Johnny Pringle bury'd this very pretty pig, + That was not very little, nor yet very big; + So here's an end of the song of all three, + Johnny Pringle, Betty Pringle, and the little Piggy. + + * * * * * + + +THE NURSE'S SONG. + + Bee baw babby lou,[C] on a tree top, + When the wind blows the cradle will rock, + When the wind ceases the cradle will fall, + Down comes baby and cradle and all. + + [C] A corruption of the French nurse's threat in the fable: + _He bas! la le loup!_ Hush! there's the wolf. + + * * * * * + + +ANOTHER. + + Bee baw bunting, + Daddy's gone a hunting, + To get a little lamb's skin, + To lap his little baby in. + + * * * * * + + +ANOTHER. + + Bye O my baby, + When I was a lady, + O then my poor baby didn't cry; + But my baby is weeping, + For want of good keeping, + Oh, I fear my poor baby will die. + + [Illustration] + + * * * * * + + + + + [Illustration] + + PART II. + + +A MAN OF WORDS. + + A man of words and not of deeds + Is like a garden full of weeds; + And when the weeds begin to grow, + It's like a garden full of snow; + And when the snow begins to fall, + It's like a bird upon the wall; + And when the bird away does fly, + It's like an eagle in the sky; + And when the sky begins to roar, + It's like a lion at the door; + And when the door begins to crack, + It's like a stick across your back; + And when your back begins to smart, + It's like a penknife in your heart; + And when your heart begins to bleed, + You're dead, and dead, and dead, indeed. + + * * * * * + + +THE VALENTINE. + + The rose is red, the violet's blue, + The honey's sweet, and so are you. + Thou art my love, and I am thine; + I drew thee to my Valentine: + The lot was cast, and then I drew, + And fortune said it should be you. + + * * * * * + + +THREE BRETHREN OUT OF SPAIN. + + We are three brethren out of Spain, + Come to court your daughter Jane. + My daughter Jane she is too young, + And has not learn'd her mother tongue. + + Be she young, or be she old, + For her beauty she must be sold. + So fare you well, my lady gay, + We'll call again another day. + + Turn back, turn back, thou scornful knight; + And rub thy spurs till they be bright. + Of my spurs take you no thought, + For in this town they were not bought. + So fare you well, my lady gay, + We'll call again another day. + + Turn back, turn back, thou scornful knight, + And take the fairest in your sight. + The fairest maid that I can see, + Is pretty Nancy, come to me. + + Here comes your daughter safe and sound, + Every pocket with a thousand pound; + Every finger with a gay gold ring; + Please to take your daughter in. + + * * * * * + + +ROBIN AND RICHARD. + + Robin and Richard + Were two pretty men, + They lay in bed + Till the clock struck ten; + Then up starts Robin, + And looks at the sky, + Oh! brother Richard, + The sun's very high. + You go before, + With your bottle and bag, + And I will come after, + On little Jack Nag. + + * * * * * + + +ROBIN THE ROBIN. + + Robin the Robin, the big-bellied hen, + He eat more than fourscore men: + He eat a cow, he eat a calf; + He eat a butcher and a half; + He eat a church, he eat the steeple, + He eat the priest and all the people. + + * * * * * + + +BAH, BAH, BLACKSHEEP. + + Bah, bah, black sheep, + Have you any wool? + Yes, marry, have I, + Three bags full; + One for my master, + One for my dame, + But none for the little boy + Who cries in the lane. + + * * * * * + + +PATTY CAKE. + + Patty cake, patty cake, + Baker's man; + That I will, master, + As fast as I can; + + Prick it, and prick it, + And mark it with a T, + And there will be enough + For Jacky and me. + + * * * * * + + +WHO'S THERE? + + Who's there? + A grenadier. + What do you want? + A pot of beer. + Where's your money? + Quite forgot. + Get you gone, + You drunken sot. + + * * * * * + + +CROSS PATCH. + + Cross patch, draw the latch, + Sit by the fire and spin; + Take a cup, and drink it up, + Then call your neighbours in. + + * * * * * + + +MISTRESS MARY. + + Mistress Mary, + Quite contrary, + How does your garden grow? + With cockle shells, + And silver bells, + And cowslips all arow. + + * * * * * + + +THE OLD MAN AND HIS CALF. + + There was an old man, + And he had a calf; + And that's half: + He took him out of the stall, + And put him on the wall; + And that's all. + + * * * * * + + +JACK A NORY. + + I'll tell you a story + About Jack a Nory; + And now my story's begun: + I'll tell you another + About Jack his brother + And now my story's done. + + * * * * * + + +GREAT A. + + Great A, little a, + Bouncing B; + The cat's in the cupboard, + And she can't see. + + * * * * * + + +SEE SAW. + + See Saw, Sacaradown, + Which is the way to London town? + One foot up, the other foot down, + That is the way to London town. + + * * * * * + + + 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, + I caught a hare alive; + 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, + I let her go again. + + * * * * * + + + Here stands a fist, + Who set it there? + A better man than you, + Touch him if you dare. + + * * * * * + + + A little old man and I fell out, + How shall we bring this matter about? + Bring it about as well as you can, + Get you gone, you little old man! + + * * * * * + + + Little boy, pretty boy, where was you born? + In Lincolnshire, master: come blow the cow's horn. + A halfpenny pudding, a penny pye, + A shoulder of mutton, and that love I. + + * * * * * + + + The man in the moon + Came tumbling down, + And ask'd his way to Norwich. + He went by the south, + And burnt his mouth, + With supping hot pease porridge. + + * * * * * + + + Four-and-twenty tailors + Went to kill a snail; + The best man among them + Durst not touch her tail: + + She put out her horns + Like a little kyloe cow: + Run, tailors, run, + Or she'll kill you all e'en now. + + * * * * * + + + Jack and Gill + Went up the hill, + To fetch a bottle of water; + Jack fell down, + And broke his crown, + And Gill came tumbling after. + + * * * * * + + + O rare Harry Parry, + When will you marry? + When apples and pears are ripe. + I'll come to your wedding, + Without any bidding, + And lye with your bride all night. + + * * * * * + + + See saw, Margery Daw, + Sold her old bed to lay on the straw; + Was not she a nasty slut + To sell her old bed to lay on the dirt. + + * * * * * + + + There was an old woman, she liv'd in a shoe, + She had so many children she didn't know what to do; + She gave them some broth, without any bread, + She whipp'd all their bums, and sent them to bed. + + * * * * * + + + Shoe the colt, + Shoe the colt, + Shoe the wild mare; + Here a nail, + There a nail, + Yet she goes bare. + + * * * * * + + + Is John Smith within? + Yes, that he is. + Can he set on a shoe? + Ay, marry, two, + Here a nail, there a nail, + Tick, tack, too. + + * * * * * + + + Ride a cock horse, + To Banbury cross, + To see what Tommy can buy; + A penny white loaf, + A penny white cake, + And a twopenny apple pye. + + * * * * * + + + Ride a cock horse, to Banbury cross, + To see an old woman get up on her horse; + Rings on her fingers, and bells at her toes, + And so she makes music wherever she goes. + + * * * * * + + + O that I was where I would be, + Then would I be where I am not; + But where I am I must be. + And where I would be I cannot. + + * * * * * + + + I see the moon, and the moon sees me, + God bless the moon, and God bless me! + + * * * * * + + + Cock a doodle doo, + My dame has lost her shoe; + My master has lost his fiddlestick, + And knows not what to do. + + * * * * * + + + Round about, round about, + Maggotty pie, + My father loves good ale, + And so do I. + + * * * * * + + + There was an old man in a velvet coat, + He kiss'd a maid and gave her a groat; + The groat was crack'd, and would not go; + Ah, old man, d'ye serve me so? + + * * * * * + + + Little Jack Horner + Sat in a corner, + Eating of Christmas pye; + He put in his thumb, + And pull'd out a plum, + And cry'd, What a good boy am I! + + * * * * * + + + Little Tom 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 marry'd, + Without e'er a wife. + + * * * * * + + + A diller, a doller, + A ten o'clock scholar, + What makes you come so soon? + You us'd to come at ten o'clock, + And now you come at noon. + + * * * * * + + + I am a pretty wench, + And I come a great way hence, + And sweethearts I can get none: + But every dirty sow, + Can get sweethearts enow, + And I, pretty wench, can get never a one. + + * * * * * + + + What care I how black I be, + Twenty pounds will marry me; + If twenty wont, forty shall, + I am my mother's bouncing girl. + + * * * * * + + + Lady bird, lady bird, + Fly away home; + Your house is on fire, + Your children will burn. + + * * * * * + + + 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. + + * * * * * + + + Goose-a, goose-a, gander, + Where shall I wander? + Up stairs, down stairs, + In my lady's chamber; + There you'll find a cup of sack + And a race of ginger. + + * * * * * + + +THE SPEECH OF THE HORSE THAT SPOKE TO HIS MASTER. + + Up the hill take care of me, + Down the hill take care of thee, + Give me no water while I am hot, + On level ground spare me not.[D] + + [D] N.B.--Don't you think he might as well have kept the + last piece of advice to himself? + + Sometimes the speech of the horse reminds his master + of that which is better: + + Up hill ride me not; + Down hill gallop me not; + On level ground spare me not; + And in the stable forget me not. + + Before the cock-horse is mounted, we should learn to + remember: + + The rule of the road is a paradox quite, + And custom has prov'd it so long: + He that goes to the left is sure to go right, + And he that goes right must go wrong. + + * * * * * + + + Come, let's to bed, + Says Sleepy-head; + Sit up awhile, says Slow; + Hang on the pot, + Says greedy-gut, + Let's sup before we go. + + * * * * * + + + There was an old woman + Liv'd under a hill, + She put a mouse in a bag, + And sent it to mill: + + The miller did swear, + By the point of his knife, + He never took toll + Of a mouse in his life. + + * * * * * + + + There was an old woman, + And she sold puddings and pies, + She went to the mill, + And the dust flew into her eyes: + Hot pies and cold pies to sell! + Wherever she goes you may follow her by the smell. + + * * * * * + + + To make your candles last for aye, + You wives and maids give ear O! + To put 'em out's the only way, + Says honest John Boldero. + + * * * * * + + + I doubt, I doubt, + My fire is out, + My little dame an't at home; + Come, bridle my hog, + And saddle my dog, + And fetch my little dame home. + + * * * * * + + + Hark, hark, the dogs do bark, + Beggars are coming to town; + Some in jags, and some in rags, + And some in velvet gowns. + + * * * * * + + + When I was a batchelor, + I lived by myself, + And all the bread and cheese I had + I laid upon a shelf; + The rats and the mice they made such a strife, + I was forc'd to go to London to buy me a wife; + The roads were so bad, and the lanes were so narrow, + I was forc'd to bring my wife home in a wheel-barrow: + The wheel-barrow broke, and my wife got a fall, + Deuce take the wheel-barrow, wife, and all. + + * * * * * + + + 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 at home, + Taffy came to my house, + And stole a marrow-bone. + + * * * * * + + + I had a little husband, + No bigger than my thumb, + I put him in a pint pot, + And there I bade him drum; + I bridled him and saddled him, + And sent him out of town; + I gave him a pair of garters + To garter up his hose, + And a little silk handkerchief, + To wipe his snotty nose. + + * * * * * + + + Old father Greybeard, + Without tooth or tongue, + If you'll give me your finger, + I'll give you my thumb. + + * * * * * + + + I will tell my own daddy when he comes home, + What little good work my mammy has done. + She has earnt a penny, spent a groat, + And burnt a hole in the child's new coat. + + * * * * * + + + I had a little moppet, + I put it in my pocket, + And fed it with corn and hay; + There came a proud beggar, + And swore he would have her. + And stole my little moppet away. + + * * * * * + + + Up hill and down dale; + Butter is made in every vale; + And if that Nancy Cock + Is a good girl, + She shall have a spouse, + And make butter anon, + Before her old grandmother + Grows a young man. + + [Illustration] + + * * * * * + + + + + [Illustration] + + PART III. + + +THE MERRY BELLS OF LONDON. + + Gay go up and gay go down, + To ring the bells of London Town. + + Bull's eyes and targets, + Say the bells of St. Marg'ret's. + + Brick-bats and tiles, + Say the bells of St. Giles. + + Halfpence and farthings, + Say the bells of St. Martin's. + + Oranges and lemons, + Say the bells of St. Clement's. + + Pancakes and fritters, + Say the bells at St. Peter's. + + Two sticks and an apple, + Say the bells at Whitechapel. + + Old Father Baldpate, + Say the slow bells at Aldgate. + + You owe me ten shillings, + Say the bells at St. Helen's. + + When will you pay me? + Say the bells at Old Bailey. + + When I shall grow rich, + Say the bells at Shoreditch. + + Pray, when will that be? + Say the bells at Stepney. + + I am sure I don't know, + Says the great bell at Bow. + + * * * * * + + +THE GAY LADY THAT WENT TO CHURCH. + + There was a lady all skin and bone; + Sure such a lady was never known: + It happen'd upon a certain day, + This lady went to church to pray. + + When she came to the church stile, + There she did rest a little while; + When she came to the churchyard, + There the bells so loud she heard. + + When she came to the church door, + She stopt to rest a little more; + When she came the church within, + The parson pray'd 'gainst pride and sin. + + On looking up, on looking down, + She saw a dead man on the ground; + And from his nose unto his chin, + The worms crawl'd out, the worms crawl'd in.[E] + + Then she unto the parson said, + Shall I be so when I am dead: + O yes! O yes, the parson said, + You will be so when you are dead. + _Here the lady screams._ + + [E] This line has been adopted in the modern ballad of + _Alonzo and Fair Imogene_. + + * * * * * + + +ARITHMETICK. + + One, two, + Buckle my shoe; + Three, four, + Lay down lower; + 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 belly's empty. + + * * * * * + + +TELLING OUT. + + One-ery, two-ery, + Ziccary zan; + Hollow bone, crack a bone, + Ninery ten: + Spittery spot, + It must be done; + Twiddleum twaddleum + Twenty-ONE. + Hink spink, the puddings stink, + The fat begins to fry, + Nobody at home, but jumping Joan, + Father, mother, and I. + Stick, stock, stone dead, + Blind man can't see, + Every knave will have a slave, + You or I must be HE. + + * * * * * + + +THE SEDATE PREACHER. + + Old Dr. Forster, + Went to Glo'ster, + To preach the word of God: + When he came there, + He sate in his chair, + And gave all the people a nod. + + * * * * * + + +THE DEAF OLD WOMAN. + + Old woman, old woman, shall we go a-shearing? + Speak a little louder, Sir, I'm very thick of hearing. + Old woman, old woman, shall I kiss you dearly? + Thank you, kind Sir; I hear you very clearly. + + * * * * * + + +EVENING DITTY. + + Girls and boys come out to play, + The moon doth shine as bright as day: + Come with a hoop, come with a call, + Come with a good will, or not at all: + + * * * * * + + + Leave your supper and leave your sleep, + Come to your playfellows in the street: + Up the ladder and down the wall, + A penny loaf will serve us all. + + * * * * * + + + Snail, snail, come out of your hole, + Or else I'll make you as black as a coal.[F] + + [F] It was probably the custom, on repeating these lines, to + hold the snail to a candle, in order to make it quit the + shell. In Normandy it was the practice, at Christmas, + for boys to run round fruit-trees, with lighted torches, + singing these lines: + + Taupes et mulots, + Sortez de vos clos, + Sinon vous brulerai et la barbe et les os. + + * * * * * + + + Sing jig my jole, the pudding bowl, + The table and the frame, + My master he did cudgel me, + For kissing of my dame. + + * * * * * + + + Bell horses, bell horses, + What time o' day? + One a clock, two a clock, + Time to away. + + * * * * * + + + O the little rusty, dusty, rusty miller: + I'll not change my wife for either gold or siller. + + * * * * * + + + The rose is red, the grass is green, + Serve King George our noble King: + Kitty the spinner will sit down to dinner, + And eat the leg of a frog; + All good people look over the steeple, + And see the cat play with the dog. + + * * * * * + + + Doctor Foster was a good man, + He whipped his scholars, now and then, + And when he had done, he took a dance, + Out of England into France. + He had a brave beaver with a fine snout, + Stand you there out. + + * * * * * + + + The cat sat asleep by the side of the fire, + The mistress snored loud as a pig: + Jack took up his fiddle, by Jenny's desire, + And struck up a bit of a jig. + + * * * * * + + + 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 cock's on the dunghill a-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 rivers are swimming away. + + * * * * * + + + Up street and down street, each window's made of glass; + If you go to Tom Tickler's house, you'll find a pretty lass: + Hug her, and kiss her, and take her on your knee, + And whisper very close: Darling girl, do you love me? + + * * * * * + + + As I was going up Pippen hill, + Pippen hill was dirty, + There I met a pretty Miss, + And she dropt me a curtsey. + + Little Miss, pretty Miss, + Blessings light upon you, + If I had half-a-crown a day, + I'd spend it all upon you. + + * * * * * + + + Dickery, dickery, dock, + The mouse ran up the clock: + The clock struck one, + And down he run; + Dickery, dickery, dock. + + * * * * * + + + Barnaby Bright he was a sharp cur, + He always would bark if a mouse did but stir: + But now he's grown old, and can no longer bark, + He's condemn'd by the parson to be hang'd by the clerk. + + * * * * * + + + If all the world was apple-pie, + And all the sea was ink; + And all the trees were bread and cheese, + What could we do for drink? + + * * * * * + + + Old Mother Niddity Nod swore by the pudding-bag, + She would go to Stoken Church fair; + And then old Father Peter said he would meet her, + Before she got half-way there. + + * * * * * + + + Little brown Betty lived at the Golden Can, + Where she brew'd good ale for gentlemen; + And gentlemen came every day, + Till little brown Betty she hopt away. + + * * * * * + + + Tom Thumb the piper's son, + Stole a pig, and away did run; + The pig was eat, and Tom was beat, + Till he ran crying down the street. + + * * * * * + + + Jack Sprat would eat no fat, + His wife would eat no lean; + Now was not this a pretty trick, + To make the platter clean. + + * * * * * + + + As I was going to sell my eggs, + I met a man with bandy legs; + Bandy legs and crooked toes, + I tript up his heels, and he fell on his nose. + + * * * * * + + + Yankey Doodle came to town, + How do you think they serv'd him? + One took his bag, another his scrip, + The quicker for to starve him. + + * * * * * + + + There was an old woman had nothing, + And there came thieves to rob her; + When she cried out she made no noise, + But all the whole country heard her. + + * * * * * + + + Pillycock, pillycock, sate on a hill: + If he's not gone--he sits there still. + + * * * * * + + + Humpty-dumpty sate on a wall, + Humpti-dumpti had a great fall; + Threescore men and threescore more, + Cannot place Humpty-dumpty as he was before. + + * * * * * + + + Little boy Bluet, come blow me your horn, + The cow's in the meadow, the sheep in the corn: + But where is the little boy tenting the sheep? + He's under the hay-cock fast asleep. + + * * * * * + + + Pussy cat, pussy cat, wilt thou be mine, + Thou shalt neither wash dishes nor feed the swine: + But sit on a cushion and sew a silk seam, + And eat fine strawberries, sugar, and cream. + + * * * * * + + + Danty baby diddy, + What can mammy do wid'e, + But sit in a lap, + And give 'un a pap, + Sing danty baby diddy. + + * * * * * + + + Dingle, dingle, doosey, + The cat's in the well; + The dog's away to Bellingen, + To buy the bairn a bell.[G] + + [G] This is a Scottish ditty, on whirling round a piece of + lighted paper to the child. The paper is called the + dingle doosey. + + * * * * * + + + I'll sing you a song, + Nine verses long, + For a pin; + Three and three are six, + And three are nine; + You are a fool, + And the pin is mine. + + * * * * * + + + Tom Brown's two little Indian boys, two, etc. + One ran away, + The other would not stay, + Tom Brown's two little Indian boys. + + * * * * * + + + Old Mother Hubbard, she went to the cupboard, + To fetch her poor dog a bone: + When she came there, the cupboard was bare, + And so the poor dog had none. + + [Illustration] + + * * * * * + + + + + [Illustration] + + PART IV. + + +GILES COLLINS AND PROUD LADY ANNA. + + Giles Collins he said to his old mother, + Mother, come bind up my head; + And send to the parson of our parish, + For to-morrow I shall be dead, dead, + For to-morrow I shall be dead. + + His mother she made him some water-gruel, + And stirr'd it round with a spoon; + Giles Collins he ate up his water-gruel, + And died before 'twas noon, noon, + And died before 'twas noon. + + Lady Anna was sitting at her window, + Mending her night-robe and coif; + She saw the very prettiest corpse, + She'd seen in all her life, life, + She'd seen in all her life. + + What bear ye there, ye six strong men, + Upon your shoulders so high? + We bear the body of Giles Collins, + Who for love of you did die, die, + Who for love of you did die. + + Set him down! set him down! Lady Anna she cry'd, + On the grass that grows so green; + To-morrow before the clock strikes ten, + My body shall lye by his'n, his'n, + My body shall lye by his'n. + + Lady Anna was buried in the East, + Giles Collins was buried in the West; + There grew a lily from Giles Collins, + That touch'd Lady Anna's breast, breast, + That touch'd Lady Anna's breast. + + There blew a cold north-easterly wind, + And cut this lily in twain, + Which never there was seen before; + And it never will again, again, + And it never will again. + + * * * * * + + +LITTLE BO-PEEP. + + 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 they still were all fleeting. + + Then up she took her little crook, + Determin'd for to find them; + She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed, + For they'd left all their tails behind 'em. + + It happen'd one day, as Bo-peep did stray, + Unto a meadow hard by; + There she espy'd their tails side by side, + All hung on a tree to dry. + + She heav'd a sigh, and wip'd her eye, + And over the hillocks went stump-o, + And tried what she could, as a shepherdess should, + To tack each again to its rump-o. + + * * * * * + + +WATER SKIMMING. + + A duck and a drake, + A nice barley cake, + With a penny to pay the old baker, + A hop and a scotch, + Is another notch, + Slitherum, slatherum, take her. + + * * * * * + + +THE JOLLY TESTER. + + I love sixpence, a jolly, jolly sixpence, + I love sixpence as my life; + I spent a penny of it, I spent a penny of it, + I took a penny home to my wife. + + I love fourpence, a jolly, jolly fourpence, + I love fourpence as my life; + I spent twopence of it, I spent twopence of it, + I took twopence home to my wife. + + I love nothing, a jolly, jolly nothing, + I love nothing as my life, + I spent nothing of it, I spent nothing of it. + I took nothing home to my wife. + + * * * * * + + +THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF THE GREY MARE. + + John Cook had a little grey mare; he, haw, hum: + Her back stood up and her bones they were bare; he, haw, hum. + + John Cook was riding up Shuter's bank; he, haw, hum: + And there his nag did kick and prank; he, haw, hum. + + John Cook was riding up Shuter's hill; he, haw, hum: + His mare fell down and she made her will; he, haw, hum. + + The bridle and saddle were laid on the shelf; he, haw, hum: + If you want any more, you may sing it yourself: he, haw, hum. + + * * * * * + + +THE SEARCH AFTER FORTUNE. + + My father he died, but I can't tell you how, + He left me six horses to drive in my plough: + With my wing wang waddle oh, + Jack sing saddle oh, + Blowsey boys bubble oh, + Under the broom. + + I sold my six horses and I bought me a cow, + I'd fain have made a fortune, but did not know how: + With my wing wang, etc. + + I sold my cow, and I bought me a calf; + I'd fain have made a fortune, but lost the best half: + With my wing wang, etc. + + I sold my calf, and I bought me a cat; + A pretty thing she was, in my chimney-corner sat: + With my wing wang, etc. + + I sold my cat, and I bought me a mouse; + He carried fire in his tail, and burnt down my house: + With my wing wang, etc. + + * * * * * + + +DAME WIDDLE WADDLE. + + Old Mother Widdle Waddle jumpt out of bed, + And out at the casement she popt out her head: + Crying the house is on fire, the grey goose is dead, + And the fox he is come to the town, oh! + + * * * * * + + +THE MAD FOLKS OF THE MAD TOWN. + + There was a mad man and he had a mad wife, + And they lived in a mad town: + And they had children three at a birth, + And mad they were every one. + + The father was mad, the mother was mad, + And the children mad beside; + And they all got on a mad horse, + And madly they did ride. + + They rode by night and they rode by day, + Yet never a one of them fell; + They rode so madly all the way, + Till they came to the gates of hell. + + Old Nick was glad to see them so mad, + And gladly let them in: + But he soon grew sorry to see them so merry, + And let them out again. + + * * * * * + + +THE TAYLOR'S COURTSHIP. + + In love be I, fifth button high, + On velvet runs my courting, + Sheer buckram twist, best broadcloth list, + I leave for others sporting. + From needle, thread, my fingers fled, + My heart is set a-throbbing; + And no one by, I cross-legg'd sigh, + For charming Betsey Bobbin: + Betsey Bobbin, Betsey Bobbin, + For charming Betsey Bobbin. + + Her lips so sweet, are velveret, + Her eyes do well their duty; + Her skin's to me like dimity, + The pattern gay of beauty. + Her hand squeez'd oft is satin soft, + And sets my heart a-throbbing, + Her cheeks, O dear, red cassimere, + Lord! what a Betsey Bobbin! etc. + + Her roguish smile can well beguile, + Her every look bewitches; + Yet never stir, when tacked to her, + For Tim will wear the breeches; + I've face and mien, am spruce and keen, + And though my heart keeps throbbing, + There's not, in fine, one man in nine, + So fit for Betsey Bobbin, etc. + + * * * * * + + +OLD CHAIRS AND OLD CLOTHES. + + If I'd as much money as I could spend, + I never would cry old chairs to mend: + Old chairs to mend, old chairs to mend, + I never would cry old chairs to mend. + + If I'd as much money as I could tell, + I never would cry old clothes to sell, + Old clothes to sell, old clothes to sell, + I never would cry old clothes to sell. + + * * * * * + + +THE LITTLE LOVERS. + + There was a little boy and a little girl + Liv'd in an 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. + + * * * * * + + +NEW BROOMS, BROOMS, O! + + There was an old man, and he lived in a wood; + And his lazy son Jack would snooze till noon: + Nor followed his trade although it was good, + With a bill and a stump for making of brooms, green brooms; + With a bill and a stump for making of brooms. + + One morn in a passion, and sore with vexation, + He swore he would fire the room, + If he did not get up and go to his work, + And fall to the cutting of brooms, green brooms, etc. + + Then Jack he arose and slipt on his clothes, + And away to the woods very soon, + Where he made up his pack, and put it on his back, + Crying, Maids, do you want any brooms? green brooms, etc. + + * * * * * + + +THE PARLIAMENT SOLDIERS. + + High ding a ding, and ho ding a ding, + The parliament soldiers are gone to the King; + Some with new beavers, some with new bands, + The parliament soldiers are all to be hanged. + + * * * * * + + +JACK DANDY-PRAT. + + Little Jack Dandy-prat was my first suitor; + He had a dish and a spoon, and he'd some pewter; + He'd linen and woollen, and woollen and linen, + A little pig in a string cost him five shilling. + + * * * * * + + +TWO BLACKBIRDS. + + There were two blackbirds set upon a hill, + The one named Jack, the other named Gill: + Fly away, Jack; fly away, Gill; + Come again, Jack; come again, Gill. + + * * * * * + + +THE DUCK AND THE DRAKE. + + 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 he saw a little duck, + And he shot it through the head, head, head. + + He carried it home, + To his old wife Joan, + And bid her a fire for to make, make, make, + To roast the little duck, + He'd shot in the brook, + And he'd go and fetch her the drake, drake, drake. + + * * * * * + + +THE MILK PAILS. + + Betty's gone a-milking, mother, mother; + Betty's gone a-milking, dainty fine mother of mine: + Then you may go after, daughter, daughter; + Then you may go after, dainty fine daughter of mine. + + Buy me a pair of milk pails, mother, etc. + Where's the money to come from, daughter? etc. + + Pawn my father's feather-bed, mother, etc. + Where's your father to lay, daughter? etc + + Lay him in the maid's bed, mother, etc. + Where is the maid to lay, daughter? etc. + + Lay her in the pig-stye, mother, etc. + Where are the pigs to lay, daughter? etc. + + Lay them at the stair-foot, mother, etc. + There they will be trod to death, daughter, etc. + + Lay them by the water-side, mother, etc. + There they will be drowned, daughter, etc. + Then take a rope and hang yourself, mother, etc. + + * * * * * + + +THE LADY'S SONG IN LEAP YEAR. + + Roses are red, diddle, diddle, + Lavender's blue: + If you will have me, diddle, diddle, + I will have you. + + Lilies are white, diddle, diddle, + Rosemary's green; + When you are king, diddle, diddle, + I will be queen. + + Call up your men, diddle, diddle, + Set them to work; + Some to the plough, diddle, diddle, + Some to the cart. + + Some to make hay, diddle, diddle, + Some to cut corn; + Whilst you and I, diddle, diddle, + Keep the bed warm. + + +THE END. + + * * * * * + + + + + [Illustration] + + INDEX OF FIRST LINES. + + + PAGE + A diller, a dollar, 30 + A duck and a drake, 52 + A little old man and I fell out, 26 + A man of words and not of deeds, 19 + As I was going to sell my eggs, 46 + As I was going up Pippen hill, 44 + Bah, bah, black sheep, 22 + Barnaby Bright, he was a sharp cur, 45 + Bee baw babby lou, on a tree top, 17 + Bee baw bunting, 17 + Bell horses, bell horses, 42 + Betty's gone a-milking, mother, mother, 60 + Bye, O my baby, 18 + Can you make me a cambrick shirt?, 4 + Cock-a-doodle-doo, 29 + Come, let's to bed, 32 + Cross patch, draw the latch, 23 + Danty baby deddy, 47 + Did you hear of Betty Pringle's pig, 16 + Dickery, dickery dock, 44 + Ding dong bell, 11 + Dingle, dingle doosey, 47 + Doctor Foster was a good man, 43 + Four-and-twenty tailors, 26 + Gay go up and gay go down, 37 + Giles Collins, he said to his old mother, 49 + Girls and boys come out to play, 41 + Goose-a goose-a gander, 31 + Great A, little a, 25 + Hark, hark, the dogs do bark, 34 + Here comes a lusty wooer, 9 + Here stands a fist, 25 + High ding-a-ding, and ho ding-a-ding, 58 + Humpty dumpty sate on a wall, 47 + I am a pretty wench, 30 + I doubt, I doubt, 33 + I had a little husband, 35 + I had a little moppet, 35 + If all the world was apple-pie, 45 + If I'd as much money as I could spend, 57 + I'll sing you a song, 14 + I'll sing you a song, 48 + I'll tell you a story, 24 + I love a sixpence, a jolly, jolly sixpence, 52 + In love be I, fifth button high, 55 + I see the moon, and the moon sees me, 29 + Is John Smith within?, 28 + I will tell my own daddy when he comes home, 35 + Jack and Gill, 27 + Jack Sprat would eat no fat, 46 + John Cook had a little grey mare, he, haw, hum, 53 + John, come sell thy fiddle, 31 + Lady bird, lady bird, 31 + Little bo-peep has lost her sheep, 51 + Little boy-bluet come blow me your horn, 47 + Little boy, pretty boy, where was you born?, 26 + Little brown Betty lived at the Golden Can, 45 + Little Jack Dandy-prat was my first suitor, 59 + Little Jack Horner, 30 + Little maid, pretty maid, whither goest thou?, 43 + Little Tom Tucker, 30 + London Bridge is broken down, 5 + Mistress Mary, 24 + My father he died, but I can't tell you how, 53 + Old Dr. Forster, 41 + Old Father Greybeard, 35 + Old Mother Hubbard she went to the cupboard, 48 + Old Mother Niddity-Nod swore by the pudding-bag, 45 + Old Mother Widdle Waddle jumpt out of bed, 54 + Old woman, old woman, shall we go a-shearing?, 41 + One-ery, two-ery, 40 + One, two, 39 + O rare Harry Parry, 27 + O that I was where I would be, 29 + O the little rusty, dusty, rusty miller, 42 + Patty-cake, patty-cake, 22 + Pillycock, pillycock sate on a hill, 46 + Pussy cat, pussy cat, wilt thou be mine, 47 + Ride a cock horse, 28 + Ride a cock horse to Banbury cross, 28 + Robin and Richard, 21 + Robin, the robin, the high-bellied hen, 22 + Roses are red, diddle, diddle, 61 + Round about, round about, 29 + Says t' auld man tit oak tree, 10 + See-saw, Margery Daw, 27 + See-saw sacaradown, 25 + Shoe the colt, 28 + Sing a song of sixpence, a bag full of rye, 13 + Sing hey diddle diddle, 13 + Sing jig-my-jole, the pudding bowl, 42 + Snail, snail, come out of your hole, 42 + Taffy was a Welchman, 34 + The cat sat asleep by the side of the fire, 43 + The cock's on the dunghill a-blowing his horn, 44 + The man in the moon, 26 + The rose is red, the grass is green, 43 + The rose is red, the violets blue, 20 + The rule of the road is a paradox quite, 32 + There was a frog liv'd in a well, 1 + There was a lady all skin and bone, 38 + There was a lady lov'd a swine, 3 + There was a little boy and a little girl, 57 + There was a little guinea-pig, 15 + There was a little man, 59 + There was a mad man, and he had a mad wife, 55 + There was an old man, 24 + There was an old man, and he liv'd in a wood, 58 + There was an old man in a velvet coat, 29 + There was an old woman, 33 + There was an old woman, 33 + There was an old woman, and what do you think?, 15 + There was an old woman had nothing, 46 + There was an old woman, she liv'd in a shoe, 27 + There was an old woman toss'd in a blanket, 10 + There were two birds sat on a stone, 14 + There were two blackbirds set upon a hill, 59 + Three children sliding on the ice, 7 + Three wise men of Gotham, 12 + To make your candles last for aye, 33 + Tom Brown's two little Indian boys, two, etc., 48 + Tom Thumb the piper's son, 45 + Trip upon trenches, and dance upon dishes, 11 + Up hill and down dale, 36 + Up hill ride me not, 32 + Up street and down street, each window's made of glass, 44 + Up the hill, take care of me, 32 + We are three brethren out of Spain, 20 + We'll go a shooting, says Robin to Bobbin, 7 + We're all dry with drinking on't, 16 + What care I how black I be?, 31 + When I was a batchelor, 34 + Who's there, 23 + Won't be my father's Jack, 12 + Yankey doodle came to town, 46 + 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 25 + + [Illustration] + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's 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