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diff --git a/39784.txt b/39784.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..91eb0ec --- /dev/null +++ b/39784.txt @@ -0,0 +1,5499 @@ +The Project Gutenberg EBook of Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes, by Walter Crane + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes + A Collection of Alphabets, Rhymes, Tales, and Jingles + +Author: Walter Crane + +Illustrator: John Gilbert + John Tenniel + Harrison Weir + and others + +Release Date: May 24, 2012 [EBook #39784] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK MOTHER GOOSE'S NURSERY RHYMES *** + + + + +Produced by Chris Curnow, Emmy and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net Music transcribed +by Anne Celnick. (This file was produced from images +generously made available by The Internet Archive) + + + + + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +MOTHER GOOSE'S + +NURSERY RHYMES + + A collection of + _Alphabets, Rhymes, Tales, and Jingles_ + + + With Illustrations + BY + SIR JOHN GILBERT, R.A., JOHN TENNIEL, HARRISON WEIR, + WALTER CRANE, W. McCONNELL, J. B. ZWECKER + AND OTHERS + +[Illustration] + + London + GEORGE ROUTLEDGE AND SONS + THE BROADWAY, LUDGATE + NEW YORK: 416 BROOME STREET + 1877 + +[Illustration] + + + + +CONTENTS. + + + _Page_ + A Apple Pie 156 + A B C, Tumble down D 286 + A Carrion Crow sat on an Oak 120 + A Diller, a Dollar, a Ten o'Clock Scholar 257 + A Farmer went Trotting upon his Grey Mare 292 + A little Boy went into a Barn 207 + A little Cock Sparrow sat on a Tree 309 + A Man of Words and not of Deeds 295 + A Man went Hunting at Reigate 47 + A-milking, a-milking, my Maid 140 + Apple-Pie, Pudding, and Pancake 288 + As I was going along, long, long 140 + As I was going up Pippin Hill 297 + As I was going up Primrose Hill 207 + As I was going to St. Ives 318 + As I went to Bonner 60 + As Tommy Snooks and Bessy Brooks 264 + At the Siege of Belleisle I was there all the while 141 + Away, Birds, away! 118 + + Baa, baa, Black Sheep (_Music_) 170 + Barber, Barber, shave a Pig 172 + Bat, Bat, come under my Hat 241 + Bessy Bell and Mary Gray 173 + Bless you, bless you, bonny Bee 308 + Blow, Wind, blow, and go, Mill, go 183 + Bow-wow-wow 304 + Boys and Girls, come out to Play 14 + Brow, brow, brinkie 61 + Bye, Baby Bunting 141 + + Charley, Charley, stole the Barley 285 + Come, let's to bed, says Sleepy-Head 144 + Cross-Patch, draw the Latch 223 + Cry, Baby, cry 214 + Curly-Locks, Curly-Locks, wilt thou be mine? 188 + + Daffy-Down-dilly has come up to Town 209 + Dame Duck's Lessons to her Ducklings 150 + Dance a Baby Diddit 141 + Dance to your Daddy 180 + Death and Burial of poor Cock Robin 79 + Deedle, deedle, Dumpling, my Son John 228 + Dickery, Dickery, Dock (_Music_) 256 + Dickery, Dickery, Dare 58 + Ding, Dong, Bell 224 + Ding, Dong, Darrow 149 + Doctor Foster went to Glo'ster 148 + + Early to Bed and Early to Rise 297 + Eggs, Butter, Cheese, Bread 221 + Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy, and Bess 286 + + For every Evil under the Sun 300 + Four and Twenty Tailors went to kill a Snail 148 + Freddie in the Cherry-Tree 111 + Frog he would a-wooing go 124 + Frog's (The) Chorus 222 + + Georgie Porgie (_Music_) 289 + Good Dobbin 265 + Good King Arthur 51 + Goosey, Goosey, Gander (_Music_) 193 + Go to Bed first, a Golden Purse 318 + Great A, Little A 239 + + Handy, Spandy, Jack-a-Dandy 194 + Hark, hark, the Dogs do bark 190 + Here am I, little Jumping Joan 264 + Here we go up, up, up 194 + He that would Thrive 217 + Hey, diddle, diddle 174 + Hey, my Kitten, my Kitten 194 + Hickety, Pickety, my Black Hen 230 + High Diddle Ding 135 + High diddle doubt, my Candle's out 169 + Hot Cross Buns 52 + Humpty Dumpty sat on a Wall (_Music_) 48 + Hush-a-bye, Baby 217 + Hush-a-bye, Baby, lie still with thy Daddy 294 + Hush Baby, my Doll, I pray you don't cry 61 + + If all the World were Water 194 + If Wishes were Horses, Beggars would ride 189 + If you are to be a Gentleman 61 + I had a little Dog, they called him Buff 119 + I had a little Hen, the prettiest ever seen 208 + I had a little Hobby-Horse 221 + I had a little Husband no bigger than my Thumb 192 + I had a little Pony 195 + I have a little Sister they call her Peep, Peep 192 + I'll tell you a Story 231 + I love Sixpence 232 + I love little Pussy 290 + I saw a Ship a-sailing 129 + Is John Smith within? 153 + + Jack and Jill went up the Hill (_Music_) 212 + Jack be Nimble 183 + Jack Sprat could eat no Fat 60 + Jack Sprat had a Cat 119 + Jack Sprat's Pig 308 + Jacky, come give me thy Fiddle 257 + Jenny shall have a new Bonnet 305 + John Cook he had a little Grey Mare 153 + John Gilpin 266 + + Ladybird, Ladybird 261 + Leg over Leg 261 + "Let us go to the Woods," says this Pig 304 + Little Betty Blue 294 + Little Blue Betty lived in a Lane 123 + Little Bo-Peep (_Music_) 312 + Little Boy Blue 136 + Little Boy, pretty Boy, where were you born? 173 + Little Girl, little Girl, where have you been? 180 + Little Jack Horner (_Music_) 80 + Little Miss Muffett 263 + Little Nancy Etticote 123 + Little Polly Flinders 239 + Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a Rail 149 + Little Tommy Tittlemouse 195 + Little Tom Tucker (_Music_) 146 + + Margery Mutton-Pie and Johnny Bo-Peep 188 + Marriage of Cock Robin and Jenny Wren 84 + Mary had a pretty Bird 122 + Mary, Mary, quite contrary 148 + Molly, my Sister, and I fell out 59 + Mr. Isbister and Betsy his Sister 311 + Multiplication is Vexation 209 + My Lady Wind, my Lady Wind 303 + My little Old Man and I fell out 288 + + Needles and Pins, Needles and Pins 300 + Nievie, Nievie, Nicknack 306 + Nursery Rhyme Alphabet 226 + + Oh, Mother, I'm to be Married to Mr. Punchinello 306 + Oh, the Rusty, Dusty, Rusty Miller 168 + Old Father Grey Beard 140 + Old King Cole 154 + Old Mother Goose 9 + Old Mother Hubbard 64 + Old Mother Widdle-Waddle 206 + Old Woman, Old Woman, shall we go a-Shearing? 298 + One misty, moisty Morning 228 + One, Two, buckle my Shoe 191 + One, Two, Three 219 + One, Two, Three, Four, Five 261 + + Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, Baker's Man 299 + Pease Pudding Hot 188 + Peter White will ne'er go right 217 + Pit, pat, well-a-day! 149 + Pitty Patty Polt 61 + Please to remember the Fifth of November 260 + Poor Dog Bright 296 + Poor old Robinson Crusoe 240 + Pussy Cat ate the Dumplings 299 + Pussy Cat, Pussy Cat, where have you been? 195 + Pussy sits beside the Fire 168 + + Queen Anne, Queen Anne, she sits in the Sun 180 + + Rain, Rain, go away 309 + Rain, Rain, go to Spain 307 + Ride a Cock-Horse 184 + Robin and Richard were two pretty Men 183 + + See a Pin and pick it up 259 + See-saw, Margery Daw 178 + See, see, what shall I see? 195 + Simple Simon (_Music_) 112 + Sing a Song of Sixpence (_Music_) 234 + Snail, Snail, come out of your Hole 141 + Snail, Snail, come put out your Horn 189 + Solomon Grundy 59 + Some little Mice sat in a Barn 320 + Swan, Swan, over the Sea 228 + + Taffy was a Welshman 291 + The Barber shaved the Mason 63 + The Cat sat asleep by the side of the Fire 264 + The Cock doth Crow 119 + The Cuckoo's a bonny Bird 298 + The Fox and the Farmer 186 + The great Brown Owl 145 + The House that Jack built 196 + The King of France went up the Hill 119 + The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the Crown 172 + The Man in the Moon 149 + The North Wind doth blow 241 + The Old Woman and her Pig 242 + The Old Woman must stand at the Tub, Tub, Tub 229 + The Queen of Hearts 210 + There was a Crooked Man 169 + There was a Fat Man of Bombay 233 + There was a Jolly Miller 56 + There was a little Man and he had a little Gun 209 + There was a Monkey climbed up a Tree 82 + There was an Old Crow 223 + There was an Old Man of Tobago 262 + There was an Old Woman, and what do you think? 319 + There was an Old Woman as I've heard tell 134 + There was an Old Woman called Nothing-at-all 220 + There was an Old Woman lived under a Hill 139 + There was an Old Woman tossed up in a Basket 181 + There was an Old Woman who lived in a Shoe 218 + There was an Owl lived in an Oak 50 + There was a Rat, for want of Stairs 188 + There were Three Crows sat ona Stone 211 + The Robin Redbreasts 138 + The Rose is Red, the Violet's Blue 310 + The Turtle Dove's Nest 215 + The Waves on the Sea-shore 83 + The Wonderful Derby Ram 302 + The Young Linnets 176 + This is the way the Ladies go 261 + Thomas a Tattamus took two T's 172 + Three Children sliding on the Ice 301 + Three Straws on a Staff 209 + Three Wise Men of Gotham 135 + To make your Candles last for aye 144 + To Market, to Market, a gallop, a trot 288 + To Market, to Market, to buy a Fat Pig 52 + Tommy kept a Chandler's Shop 258 + Tom Thumb's Alphabet 15 + Tom, Tom, the Piper's Son (_Music_) 130 + Twinkle, twinkle, little Star 284 + Two Legs sat upon Three Legs 206 + + Up Hill and down Dale 287 + Up Hill, spare me 307 + + Valentine, oh, Valentine 311 + + Walrus (The) and the Carpenter 42 + We are all in the Dumps 139 + We'll go a-shooting 310 + What's the News of the Day? 223 + When I was a Bachelor, I lived by myself 182 + When Little Fred went to Bed 308 + When the Wind is in the East 214 + Where are you going to, my pretty Maid? 62 + Who Stole the Bird's Nest? 53 + Willy Boy, Willy Boy, where are you going? 118 + + Young Lambs to sell, Young Lambs to sell 142 + You shall have an Apple 294 + + + + +MOTHER GOOSE'S NURSERY RHYMES. + + +OLD MOTHER GOOSE. + + OLD Mother Goose, when + She wanted to wander, + Would ride through the air + On a very fine gander. + + Mother Goose had a house, + 'Twas built in a wood, + Where an owl at the door + For sentinel stood. + + This is her son Jack, + A plain-looking lad, + He is not very good, + Nor yet very bad. + + She sent him to market, + A live goose he bought, + "Here, mother," says he, + "It will not go for nought." + + Jack's goose and her gander + Grew very fond, + They'd both eat together, + Or swim in one pond. + + + + +[Illustration: "SHE SENT HIM TO MARKET, A LIVE GOOSE HE BOUGHT."] + + + Jack found one fine morning + As I have been told, + His goose had laid him + An egg of pure gold. + + Jack rode to his mother, + The news for to tell, + She called him a good boy + And said it was well. + + Jack sold his gold egg + To a rogue of a Jew, + Who cheated him out of + The half of his due. + + Then Jack went a-courting + A lady so gay, + As fair as the lily, + And sweet as the May. + + The Jew and the Squire + Came behind his back, + And began to belabour + The sides of poor Jack. + + And then the gold egg + Was thrown into the sea, + +[Illustration] + + When Jack he jumped in, + And got it back presently. + + The Jew got the goose, + Which he vowed he would kill, + Resolving at once + His pockets to fill. + +[Illustration] + + Jack's mother came in, + And caught the goose soon, + And mounting its back, + Flew up to the moon. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + BOYS and girls, come out to play, + The moon does shine as bright as day, + Leave your supper, and leave your sleep, + And meet your playfellows in the street; + Come with a whoop, and come with a call, + And come with a good will, or not at all. + Up the ladder and down the wall, + A halfpenny loaf will serve us all. + You find milk and I'll find flour, + And we'll have a pudding in half an hour. + + + + +[Illustration: TOM THUMB'S ALPHABET] + + [Illustration: A was an Archer, + who shot at a frog.] + + [Illustration: B was a Butcher, + who had a great dog.] + + [Illustration: C was a Captain, + all covered with lace.] + + [Illustration: D was a Drummer, + who played with a grace.] + + [Illustration: E was an Esquire + with pride on his brow.] + + [Illustration: F was a Farmer, + who followed the plough.] + + [Illustration: G was a Gamester, + who had but ill-luck.] + + [Illustration: H was a Hunter, + who hunted a buck.] + + [Illustration: I was an Italian, + who had a white mouse.] + + [Illustration: J was a Joiner, + who built up a house.] + + [Illustration: K was a King, + so mighty and grand.] + + [Illustration: L was a Lady, + who had a white hand.] + + [Illustration: M was a Miser, + who hoarded up gold.] + + [Illustration: N was a Nobleman, + gallant and bold.] + + [Illustration: O was an Organ-Boy, + who played for his bread.] + + [Illustration: P a Policeman, + of bad boys the dread.] + + [Illustration: Q was a Quaker, + who would not bow down.] + + [Illustration: R was a Robber, + who prowled about town.] + + [Illustration: S was a Sailor, + who spent all he got.] + + [Illustration: T was a Tinker, + who mended a pot.] + + [Illustration: U was an Usher, + with dunces severe.] + + [Illustration: V was a Veteran, + who never knew fear.] + + [Illustration: W was a Waiter, + with dinners in store.] + + [Illustration: X was Expensive, + and so became poor.] + + [Illustration: Y was a Youth, + who did not like school.] + + [Illustration: Z was a Zany, + who looked a great fool.] + + + + +THE WALRUS AND THE CARPENTER.[A] + + + THE sun was shining on the sea, + Shining with all his might: + He did his very best to make + The billows smooth and bright-- + And this was odd, because it was + The middle of the night. + + The moon was shining sulkily, + Because she thought the sun + Had got no business to be there + After the day was done-- + "It's very rude of him," she said, + "To come and spoil the fun!" + + The sea was wet as wet could be, + The sands were dry as dry. + You could not see a cloud, because + No cloud was in the sky: + No birds were flying overhead-- + There were no birds to fly. + + The Walrus and the Carpenter + Were walking close at hand; + They wept like anything to see + Such quantities of sand: + "If this were only cleared away," + They said, "it _would_ be grand!" + + "If seven maids with seven mops + Swept it for half a year, + Do you suppose," the Walrus said, + "That they could get it clear?" + "I doubt it," said the Carpenter, + And shed a bitter tear. + +[Illustration] + + "O Oysters, come and walk with us!" + The Walrus did beseech. + "A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk, + Along the briny beach: + We cannot do with more than four, + To give a hand to each." + + The eldest Oyster looked at him, + But never a word he said: + The eldest Oyster winked his eye, + And shook his heavy head-- + Meaning to say he did not choose + To leave the oyster-bed. + + But four young Oysters hurried up, + All eager for the treat: + Their coats were brushed, their faces washed, + Their shoes were clean and neat-- + And this was odd, because, you know, + They hadn't any feet. + + Four other Oysters followed them, + And yet another four; + And thick and fast they came at last, + And more, and more, and more-- + All hopping through the frothy waves, + And scrambling to the shore. + + The Walrus and the Carpenter + Walked on a mile or so, + And then they rested on a rock + Conveniently low: + And all the little Oysters stood + And waited in a row. + + "The time has come," the Walrus said, + "To talk of many things: + Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax-- + Of cabbages--and kings-- + And why the sea is boiling hot-- + And whether pigs have wings." + + "But wait a bit," the Oysters cried, + "Before we have our chat; + For some of us are out of breath, + And all of us are fat!" + "No hurry!" said the Carpenter. + They thanked him much for that. + +[Illustration] + + "A loaf of bread," the Walrus said, + "Is what we chiefly need: + Pepper and vinegar besides + Are very good indeed-- + Now if you're ready, Oysters dear, + We can begin to feed." + + "But not on us!" the Oysters cried, + Turning a little blue. + "After such kindness, that would be + A dismal thing to do!" + "The night is fine," the Walrus said. + "Do you admire the view? + + "It was so kind of you to come! + And you are very nice!" + The Carpenter said nothing but + "Cut us another slice: + I wish you were not quite so deaf-- + I've had to ask you twice!" + + "It seems a shame," the Walrus said, + "To play them such a trick, + After we've brought them out so far, + And made them trot so quick!" + The Carpenter said nothing but + "The butter's spread too thick!" + +[Illustration] + + "I weep for you," the Walrus said: + "I deeply sympathize." + With sobs and tears he sorted out + Those of the largest size, + Holding his pocket-handkerchief + Before his streaming eyes. + + "O Oysters," said the Carpenter, + "You've had a pleasant run! + Shall we be trotting home again?" + But answer there came none-- + And this was scarcely odd, because + They'd eaten every one. + + --LEWIS CARROLL. + +[A] By permission of the Author. + + + +[Illustration: A MAN WENT HUNTING AT REIGATE.] + + + A man went hunting at Reigate, + And wished to jump over a high gate; + Says the owner, "Go round, + With your horse and your hound, + For you never shall leap over my gate." + + + + +[Illustration: HUMPTY-DUMPTY.] + + + + +[Illustration: HUMPTY-DUMPTY.] + + +[Music: + + Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, + Humpty Dumpty had a great fall; + All the king's horses, + and all the king's men, + Couldn't set Humpty Dumpty up again.] + + + + +[Illustration: "THERE WAS AN OWL LIVED IN AN OAK."] + + There was an Owl lived in an oak, + Whiskey, Whaskey, Weedle; + And all the words he ever spoke + Were Fiddle, Faddle, Feedle. + A sportsman chanced to come that way, + Whiskey, Whaskey, Weedle; + Says he, "I'll shoot you, silly bird, + So Fiddle, Faddle, Feedle!" + + + + +[Illustration] + +GOOD KING ARTHUR. + + + WHEN good King Arthur ruled this land, + He was a goodly King; + He bought three pecks of barley-meal, + To make a bag-pudding. + + A bag-pudding the King did make, + And stuffed it well with plums, + And in it put great lumps of fat, + As big as my two thumbs. + + The King and Queen did eat thereof, + And noblemen beside; + And what they could not eat that night, + The Queen next morning fried. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + To market, to market, to buy a fat pig, + Home again, home again, jiggety jig. + To market, to market, to buy a fat hog, + Home again, home again, jiggety jog. + + + + +[Illustration] + + Hot cross buns, hot cross buns, + One a penny, two a penny, + Hot cross buns. + If your daughters don't like them, + Give them to your sons, + One a penny, two a penny, + Hot cross buns. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +WHO STOLE THE BIRD'S-NEST? + + TO-WHIT! to-whit! to-whee! + Will you listen to me? + Who stole four eggs I laid, + And the nice nest I made? + +[Illustration] + + Not I, said the cow, moo-oo! + Such a thing I'd never do. + I gave you a wisp of hay, + But did not take your nest away; + Not I, said the cow, moo-oo! + Such a thing I'd never do. + +[Illustration] + + Bob-o-link! Bob-o-link! + Now, what do you think? + Who stole a nest away + From the plum-tree to-day? + +[Illustration] + + Not I, said the dog, bow-wow! + I wouldn't be so mean, I vow. + I gave some hairs the nest to make, + But the nest I did not take; + Not I, said the dog, bow-wow! + I would not be so mean, I vow. + +[Illustration] + + Coo-coo! coo-coo! coo-coo! + Let me speak a word or two: + Who stole that pretty nest + From little Robin Redbreast? + +[Illustration] + + Not I, said the sheep; oh, no, + I would not treat a poor bird so; + I gave the wool the nest to line, + But the nest was none of mine. + Baa! baa! said the sheep; oh, no! + I wouldn't treat a poor bird so. + +[Illustration] + + Caw! caw! cried the crow, + I should like to know + What thief took away + A bird's-nest to-day. + +[Illustration] + + Chuck! chuck! said the hen, + Don't ask me again; + Why, I haven't a chick + Would do such a trick. + We all gave her a feather, + And she wove them together. + I'd scorn to intrude + On her and her brood. + Chuck! chuck! said the hen, + Don't ask me again. + +[Illustration] + + Chirr-a-whirr! chirr-a-whirr! + We will make a great stir. + Let us find out his name, + And all cry--For shame! + +[Illustration] + + A little boy hung down his head, + And went and hid behind the bed; + For he stole that pretty nest + From little Robin Redbreast; + And he felt so full of shame + He did not like to tell his name. + + + + +[Illustration: "THERE WAS A JOLLY MILLER."] + + There was a jolly miller + Lived on the river Dee: + He worked and sang from morn till night, + No lark so blithe as he. + And this the burden of his song + For ever used to be-- + I care for nobody--no! not I, + Since nobody cares for me. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration: "DICKERY, DICKERY, DARE."] + + + Dickery, dickery, dare, + The pig flew up in the air; + The man in brown soon brought him down, + Dickery, dickery, dare. + + + + + Molly, my sister, and I fell out, + And what do you think it was about? + She loved coffee, and I loved tea, + And that was the reason we couldn't agree. + + + + + Solomon Grundy, + Born on a Monday, + Christened on Tuesday, + Married on Wednesday, + Very ill on Thursday, + Worse on Friday, + Died on Saturday, + Buried on Sunday. + This is the end + Of Solomon Grundy. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Jack Sprat could eat no fat, + His wife could eat no lean; + And so betwixt them both, you see, + They licked the platter clean. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + As I went to Bonner, + I met a pig + Without a wig, + Upon my word and honour. + + + + +[Illustration] + + Hush, baby, my doll, I pray you don't cry, + And I'll give you some bread, and some milk by-and-by; + Or perhaps you like custard, or, maybe, a tart, + Then to either you are welcome, with all my heart. + + + + + + Pitty Patty Polt, + Shoe the wild colt; + Here a nail, + And there a nail, + Pitty Patty Polt. + + + + + Brow, brow, brinkie, + Eye, eye, winkie, + Mouth, mouth, merry, + Cheek, cheek, cherry, + Chin chopper, chin chopper, + &c. + + + + + If you are to be a gentleman, as I suppose you'll be, + You'll neither laugh nor smile for a tickling of the knee. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + "Where are you going to, my pretty maid?" + "I am going a-milking, sir," she said. + "May I go with you, my pretty maid?" + "You're kindly welcome, sir," she said. + "What is your father, my pretty maid?" + "My father's a farmer, sir," she said. + "What is your fortune, my pretty maid?" + "My face is my fortune, sir," she said. + "Then I won't marry you, my pretty maid." + "Nobody asked you, sir," she said. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + The barber shaved the mason, + And as I suppose + Cut off his nose, + And popped it in the basin. + + + + +[Illustration: "OLD MOTHER HUBBARD WENT TO THE CUPBOARD."] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +OLD MOTHER HUBBARD AND HER DOG. + + + OLD Mother Hubbard + Went to the cupboard, + To get her poor Dog a bone; + But when she came there + The cupboard was bare, + And so the poor Dog had none. + +[Illustration] + + She went to the baker's + To buy him some bread, + But when she came back + The poor Dog was dead. + +[Illustration] + + She went to the joiner's + To buy him a coffin, + But when she came back + The poor Dog was laughing, + +[Illustration] + + She took a clean dish + To get him some tripe, + But when she came back + He was smoking a pipe. + +[Illustration] + + She went to the alehouse + To get him some beer, + But when she came back + The Dog sat in a chair. + +[Illustration] + + She went to the tavern + For white wine and red, + But when she came back + The Dog stood on his head. + +[Illustration] + + She went to the hatter's + To buy him a hat, + But when she came back + He was feeding the cat. + +[Illustration] + + She went to the barber's + To buy him a wig, + But when she came back + He was dancing a jig. + +[Illustration] + + She went to the fruiterer's + To buy him some fruit, + But when she came back + He was playing the flute. + +[Illustration] + + She went to the tailor's + To buy him a coat, + But when she came back + He was riding a goat. + +[Illustration] + + She went to the cobbler's + To buy him some shoes, + But when she came back + He was reading the news. + +[Illustration] + + She went to the sempstress + To buy him some linen, + But when she came back + The Dog was a-spinning. + +[Illustration] + + She went to the hosier's + To buy him some hose, + But when she came back + He was dressed in his clothes. + +[Illustration: "THE DAME MADE A CURTSEY, THE DOG MADE A BOW."] + + The Dame made a curtsey, + The Dog made a bow; + The Dame said, "Your servant," + The Dog said, "Bow wow." + + This wonderful Dog + Was Dame Hubbard's delight; + He could sing, he could dance, + He could read, he could write. + + She gave him rich dainties + Whenever he fed, + And erected a monument + When he was dead. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration: LITTLE JACK HORNER.] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +LITTLE JACK HORNER. + + +[Illustration: Music: + +_Allegretto._ + + Little Jack Horner sat in a corner, + Eating a Christmas pie; + He put in his thumb, and he took out a plum, + And said, "What a good boy am I!"] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + There was a monkey climbed up a tree; + When he fell down, then down fell he. + + There was a crow sat on a stone; + When he was gone, then there was none. + + There was an old wife did eat an apple; + When she ate two, she had ate a couple. + + There was a horse going to the mill; + When he went on, he didn't stand still. + + There was a butcher cut his thumb. + When it did bleed, then blood it did run. + + There was a jockey ran a race; + When he ran fast, he ran apace. + + There was a cobbler, clouting shoon; + When they were mended, then they were done. + + There was a navy went into Spain; + When it returned, it came back again. + + + + +THE WAVES ON THE SEA-SHORE. + + + ROLL on, roll on, you restless waves, + That toss about and roar; + Why do you all run back again + When you have reached the shore? + + Roll on, roll on, you noisy waves, + Roll higher up the strand; + How is it that you cannot pass + That line of yellow sand? + + "We may not dare," the waves reply: + "That line of yellow sand + Is laid along the shore to bound + The waters and the land. + + "And all should keep to time and place, + And all should keep to rule, + Both waves upon the sandy shore, + And little boys at school." + + + + +[Illustration: "JENNY BLUSHED BEHIND HER FAN."] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE MARRIAGE OF COCK ROBIN AND JENNY WREN. + + + IT was on a merry time, + When Jenny Wren was young, + So neatly as she danced, + And so sweetly as she sung,-- + + Robin Redbreast lost his heart: + He was a gallant bird; + He doffed his hat to Jenny, + And thus to her he said: + +[Illustration] + + "My dearest Jenny Wren, + If you will but be mine, + You shall dine on cherry-pie, + And drink nice currant-wine. + + "I'll dress you like a goldfinch, + Or like a peacock gay; + So if you'll have me, Jenny, + Let us appoint the day." + +[Illustration] + + Jenny blushed behind her fan, + And thus declared her mind: + "Then let it be to-morrow, Bob,-- + I take your offer kind; + + "Cherry-pie is very good, + So is currant-wine; + But I'll wear my russet gown, + And never dress too fine." + +[Illustration] + + Robin rose up early, + At the break of day; + He flew to Jenny Wren's house, + To sing a roundelay. + + He met the Cock and Hen, + And bade the Cock declare, + This was his wedding-day + With Jenny Wren the fair. + + The Cock then blew his horn, + To let the neighbours know + This was Robin's wedding-day, + And they might see the show. + +[Illustration] + + At first came Parson Rook, + With his spectacles and band; + And one of Mother Hubbard's books + He held within his hand. + + Then followed him the Lark, + For he could sweetly sing, + And he was to be the clerk + At Cock Robin's wedding. + + He sang of Robin's love + For Little Jenny Wren; + And when he came unto the end, + Then he began again. + + The Goldfinch came on next, + To give away the Bride; + The Linnet, being bridesmaid, + Walked by Jenny's side; + + And as she was a-walking, + Said, "Upon my word, + I think that your Cock Robin + Is a very pretty bird." + + The Blackbird and the Thrush, + And charming Nightingale, + Whose sweet "jug" sweetly echoes + Through every grove and dale; + + The Sparrow and Tomtit, + And many more, were there; + All came to see the wedding + Of Jenny Wren the fair. + + The Bullfinch walked by Robin, + And thus to him did say, + "Pray mark, friend Robin Redbreast, + That Goldfinch dressed so gay: + + "What though her gay apparel + Becomes her very well, + Yet Jenny's modest dress and look + Must bear away the bell." + +[Illustration] + + Then came the Bride and Bridegroom; + Quite plainly was she dressed, + And blushed so much, her cheeks were + As red as Robin's breast. + + But Robin cheered her up; + "My pretty Jen," said he, + "We're going to be married, + And happy we shall be." + + "Oh, then," says Parson Rook, + "Who gives this maid away?" + "I do," says the Goldfinch, + "And her fortune I will pay: + + "Here's a bag of grain of many sorts, + And other things beside: + Now happy be the bridegroom, + And happy be the bride!" + + "And will you have her, Robin, + To be your wedded wife?" + "Yes, I will," says Robin, + "And love her all my life!" + + "And you will have him, Jenny, + Your husband now to be?" + "Yes, I will," says Jenny, + "And love him heartily!" + + Then on her finger fair + Cock Robin put the ring; + "You're married now," says Parson Rook, + While the Lark aloud did sing: + + "Happy be the bridegroom, + And happy be the bride! + And may not man, nor bird, nor beast, + This happy pair divide!" + +[Illustration] + + The birds were asked to dine, + Not Jenny's friends alone, + But every pretty songster + That had Cock Robin known. + + They had a cherry-pie, + Besides some currant-wine, + And every guest brought something, + That sumptuous they might dine. + + Now they all sat or stood, + To eat and to drink; + And every one said what + He happened to think. + +[Illustration] + + They each took a bumper, + And drank to the pair, + Cock Robin the bridegroom, + And Jenny the fair. + + The dinner-things removed, + They all began to sing; + And soon they made the place + Near a mile round to ring. + + The concert it was fine; + And every bird tried + Who best should sing for Robin, + And Jenny Wren the bride. + +[Illustration] + + When in came the Cuckoo, + And made a great rout; + He caught hold of Jenny, + And pulled her about. + + Cock Robin was angry, + And so was the Sparrow, + Who fetched in a hurry + His bow and his arrow. + + His aim then he took, + But he took it not right; + His skill was not good, + Or he shot in a fright; + + For the Cuckoo he missed, + But Cock Robin he killed!-- + And all the birds mourned + That his blood was so spilled. + +[Illustration: _Alas! Poor Cock Robin!_] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE DEATH AND BURIAL OF POOR COCK ROBIN. + + + WHO killed Cock Robin? + I, said the Sparrow, + With my bow and arrow, + I killed Cock Robin. + + This is the Sparrow, + With his bow and arrow. + +[Illustration] + + Who saw him die? + I, said the Fly, + With my little eye, + I saw him die. + + This is the little Fly + Who saw Cock Robin die. + +[Illustration] + + Who caught his blood? + I, said the Fish, + With my little dish, + I caught his blood. + + This is the Fish, + That held the dish. + +[Illustration] + + Who'll make his shroud? + I, said the Beetle, + With my thread and needle, + I'll make his shroud. + + This is the Beetle, + With his thread and needle. + +[Illustration] + + Who'll dig his grave? + I, said the Owl, + With my spade and show'l, + I'll dig his grave. + + This is the Owl, + With his spade and show'l. + +[Illustration] + + Who'll be the Parson? + I, said the Rook, + With my little book, + I'll be the Parson. + + This is the Rook, + Reading his book. + +[Illustration] + + Who'll be the Clerk? + I, said the Lark, + If it's not in the dark, + I'll be the Clerk. + + This is the Lark, + Saying "Amen" like a clerk. + +[Illustration] + + Who'll carry him to the grave? + I, said the Kite, + If it's not in the night, + I'll carry him to the grave. + + This is the Kite, + About to take flight. + +[Illustration] + + Who'll carry the link? + I, said the Linnet, + I'll fetch it in a minute, + I'll carry the link. + + This is the Linnet, + And a link with fire in it. + +[Illustration] + + Who'll be chief mourner? + I, said the Dove, + For I mourn for my love, + I'll be chief mourner. + + This is the Dove, + Who Cock Robin did love. + +[Illustration] + + Who'll sing a psalm? + I, said the Thrush, + As she sat in a bush, + I'll sing a psalm. + + This is the Thrush, + Singing psalms from a bush. + +[Illustration] + + Who'll toll the bell? + I, said the Bull, + Because I can pull; + So, Cock Robin, farewell! + + This is the Bull + Who the bell-rope did pull. + +[Illustration: Poor Cock Robin] + + All the birds of the air + Fell a-sighing and sobbing, + When they heard the bell toll + For Poor Cock Robin. + +[Illustration] + + + + +FREDDIE AND THE CHERRY-TREE. + +[Illustration] + + + FREDDIE saw some fine ripe cherries + Hanging on a cherry-tree, + And he said, "You pretty cherries, + Will you not come down to me?" + + "Thank you kindly," said a cherry, + "We would rather stay up here; + If we ventured down this morning, + You would eat us up, I fear." + + One, the finest of the cherries, + Dangled from a slender twig; + "You are beautiful," said Freddie, + "Red and ripe, and oh, how big!" + + "Catch me," said the cherry, "catch me, + Little master, if you can." + "I would catch you soon," said Freddie, + "If I were a grown-up man." + + Freddie jumped, and tried to reach it, + Standing high upon his toes; + But the cherry bobbed about, + And laughed, and tickled Freddie's nose. + + + + +SIMPLE SIMON. + + +[Illustration: Music: + + Simple Simon met a pieman, + Going to the fair; + Says Simple Simon to the pieman, + "Let me taste your ware." + Says the pieman to Simple Simon, + "Show me first your penny." + Says Simple Simon to the pieman, + "Indeed I have not any."] + + He went to catch a dickey-bird, + And thought he could not fail, + Because he'd got a little salt + To put upon his tail. + +[Illustration] + + He went to take a bird's nest, + Was built upon a bough: + A branch gave way, and Simon fell + Into a dirty slough. + +[Illustration] + + He went to shoot a wild duck, + But wild duck flew away; + Says Simon, "I can't hit him, + Because he will not stay." + + Simple Simon went a-hunting, + For to catch a hare, + He rode an ass about the streets, + But couldn't find one there. + + Simple Simon went a-fishing + For to catch a whale; + All the water he had got + Was in his mother's pail. + + He went for to eat honey + Out of the mustard-pot, + He bit his tongue until he cried, + That was all the good he got. + + He went to ride a spotted cow, + That had a little calf, + She threw him down upon the ground, + Which made the people laugh. + + Once Simon made a great snowball, + And brought it in to roast; + He laid it down before the fire, + And soon the ball was lost. + + He went to slide upon the ice, + Before the ice would bear; + Then he plunged in above his knees, + Which made poor Simon stare. + +[Illustration] + + He washed himself with blacking-ball, + Because he had no soap; + Then said unto his mother, + "I'm a beauty now, I hope." + + Simple Simon went to look + If plums grew on a thistle; + He pricked his fingers very much, + Which made poor Simon whistle. + +[Illustration] + + He went for water in a sieve, + But soon it all ran through; + And now poor Simple Simon + Bids you all adieu. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going? + I will go with you, if I may. + I am going to the meadows, to see them mowing, + I am going to see them make the hay. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Away, Birds, away! + Take a little, and leave a little, + And do not come again; + For if you do, + I will shoot you through, + And then there will be an end of you. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + I had a little dog, they called him Buff, + I sent him to the shop for a hap'orth of snuff; + But he lost the bag, and spilt the snuff, + So take that cuff, and that's enough. + + + + + The Cock doth crow + To let you know, + If you be wise, + 'T is time to rise. + + + + + Jack Sprat + Had a cat, + It had but one ear, + It went to buy butter, + When butter was dear. + + + + + The King of France went up the hill, + With twenty thousand men, + The King of France came down the hill, + And ne'er went up again. + + + + +[Illustration: "A CARRION CROW."] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + A carrion crow sat on an oak, + Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do, + Watching a tailor shape his coat; + Sing he, sing ho, the old carrion crow, + Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do! + + Wife, bring me my old bent bow, + Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do, + That I may shoot yon carrion crow; + Sing he, sing ho, the old carrion crow, + Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do! + + The tailor shot, and he missed his mark, + Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do, + And shot the miller's sow right through the heart; + Sing he, sing ho, the old carrion crow, + Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do! + + Wife! oh wife! bring brandy in a spoon, + Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do, + For the old miller's sow is in a swoon; + Sing he, sing ho, the old carrion crow, + Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do! + + + + + Mary had a pretty bird, + Feathers bright and yellow, + Slender legs--upon my word, + He was a pretty fellow. + + The sweetest notes he always sung, + Which much delighted Mary, + And near the cage she'd ever sit, + To hear her own canary. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Little Blue Betty lived in a lane, + She sold good ale to gentlemen: + Gentlemen came every day, + And Little Blue Betty hopped away; + She hopped upstairs to make her bed, + And she tumbled down, and broke her head. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + [A CANDLE.] + + Little Nancy Etticote, + In a white petticoat, + With a red nose; + The longer she stands, + The shorter she grows. + + + + +[Illustration: "A FROG HE WOULD A-WOOING GO."] + + + + +A FROG HE WOULD A-WOOING GO. + + + A FROG he would a-wooing go, + Heigho, says Rowley, + Whether his mother would let him or no. + With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach, + Heigho, says Anthony Rowley! + + So off he set with his opera hat, + Heigho, says Rowley, + And on the road he met with a rat. + With a rowley powley, &c. + + "Pray, Mr. Rat, will you go with me, + Heigho, says Rowley, + Kind Mrs. Mousey for to see?" + With a rowley powley, &c. + + When they came to the door of Mousey's hall, + Heigho, says Rowley, + They gave a loud knock, and they gave a loud call. + With a rowley powley, &c. + + "Pray, Mrs. Mouse, are you within?" + Heigho, says Rowley, + "Oh, yes, kind sirs, I'm sitting to spin." + With a rowley powley, &c. + +[Illustration] + + "Pray, Mrs. Mouse, will you give us some beer? + Heigho, says Rowley, + For Froggy and I are fond of good cheer." + With a rowley powley, &c. + + "Pray, Mr. Frog, will you give us a song? + Heigho, says Rowley, + But let it be something that's not very long." + With a rowley powley, &c. + + "Indeed, Mrs. Mouse," replied the Frog, + Heigho, says Rowley, + "A cold has made me as hoarse as a hog." + With a rowley powley, &c. + + "Since you have caught cold, Mr. Frog," Mousey said, + Heigho, says Rowley, + "I'll sing you a song that I have just made." + With a rowley powley, &c. + + But while they were all a merry-making, + Heigho, says Rowley, + A cat and her kittens came tumbling in. + With a rowley powley, &c. + + The cat she seized the rat by the crown; + Heigho, says Rowley, + The kittens they pulled the little mouse down. + With a rowley powley, &c. + + This put Mr. Frog in a terrible fright; + Heigho, says Rowley. + He took up his hat, and he wished them good night. + With a rowley powley, &c. + + But as Froggy was crossing over a brook, + Heigho, says Rowley, + A lily-white duck came and gobbled him up. + With a rowley powley, &c. + +[Illustration] + + So there was an end of one, two, and three, + Heigho, says Rowley, + The Rat, the Mouse, and the little Frog-gee! + With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach, + Heigho, says Anthony Rowley! + + + + +I SAW A SHIP A-SAILING. + + + I SAW a ship a-sailing, + A-sailing on the sea; + And, oh! it was all laden + With pretty things for thee! + + There were comfits in the cabin, + And apples in the hold; + The sails were made of silk, + And the masts were made of gold. + + The four and twenty sailors + That stood between the decks, + Were four and twenty white mice, + With chains about their necks. + + The captain was a duck, + With a packet on his back; + And when the ship began to move, + The captain said, "Quack! quack!" + + + + +[Illustration: "AS SOON AS HE PLAY'D THEY BEGAN FOR TO DANCE."] + + + + +TOM, TOM, THE PIPER'S SON. + + +[Illustration: Music: + + Tom, Tom, was a pi per's son, + He learn'd to play when he was young; + But the only tune that he could play, + Was "Over the hills and far away." + + Tom with his pipe made such a noise, + That he pleased both the girls and boys; + They'd dance and skip while he did play, + "Over the hills and far away."] + +[Illustration: Music: + + Tom with his pipe did play with such skill, + That those who heard him could never keep still; + As soon as he play'd they began for to dance, + Even pigs on their hind-legs would after him prance. + + He met Old Dame Trot with a basket of Eggs-- + He used his pipe and she used her legs; + She danc'd about till her eggs were all broke, + She began for to fret, but he laugh'd at the joke. + + And as Dolly was milking her cow one day,] + +[Illustration: Music: + + Tom took out his pipe and began for to play; + So Doll and the cow they danc'd a lilt, + Till the pail fell down and the milk was all spilt. + + Tom saw a cross fellow was beating an ass, + Heavy laden with pots, pans, dishes, and glass; + He took out his pipe and he play'd them a tune, + And the poor donkey's load was lighten'd full soon.] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + THERE was an old woman, as I've heard tell, + She went to market her eggs for to sell; + She went to market all on a market day, + And she fell asleep on the King's highway. + + There came by a pedlar, whose name was Stout, + He cut her petticoats all round about; + He cut her petticoats up to the knees, + Which made the old woman to shiver and freeze. + + When the little old woman first did wake, + She began to shiver and she began to shake; + She began to wonder, and she began to cry, + "Lauk a mercy on me, this can't be I! + + But if it be I, as I hope it be, + I've a little dog at home, and he'll know me; + If it be I, he'll wag his little tail, + And if it be not I, he'll loudly bark and wail." + + Home went the little woman all in the dark, + Up got the little dog, and he began to bark; + He began to bark, so she began to cry, + "Lauk a mercy on me, this is none of I!" + + + + + _High_ diddle ding, + Did you hear the bells ring? + The Parliament soldiers are gone to the King! + Some they did laugh, some they did cry, + To see the Parliament soldiers pass by. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Three wise men of Gotham + Went to sea in a bowl; + If the bowl had been stronger + My story had been longer. + + + + +[Illustration: LITTLE BOY BLUE.] + + + Little Boy Blue, come, blow me your horn; + The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn. + Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep? + He's under the haycock, fast asleep. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE ROBIN REDBREASTS. + + + Two Robin Redbreasts built their nests + Within a hollow tree; + The hen sat quietly at home, + The cock sang merrily; + And all the little young ones said, + "Wee, wee, wee, wee, wee, wee." + + One day (the sun was warm and bright, + And shining in the sky), + Cock Robin said, "My little dears, + 'T is time you learn to fly;" + And all the little young ones said, + "I'll try, I'll try, I'll try." + + I know a child, and _who she is_ + I'll tell you by-and-by, + When Mamma says, "Do this," or "that," + She says, "What for?" and "Why?" + She'd be a better child by far + If she would say "I'll try." + + + + + THERE was an old woman + Lived under a hill, + And if she's not gone, + She lives there still. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + We are all in the dumps, + For diamonds are trumps, + The kittens are gone to St. Paul's, + The babies are bit, + The moon's in a fit, + And the houses are built without walls. + + + + + AS I was going along, long, long, + A-singing a comical song, song, song, + The lane that I went was so long, long, long, + And the song that I sung was so long, long, long, + And so I went singing along. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + A-milking, a-milking, my maid, + "Cow, take care of your heels," she said; + "And you shall have some nice new hay, + If you'll quietly let me milk away." + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Old father Grey Beard, + Without tooth or tongue, + If you'll give me your finger, + I'll give you my thumb. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Dance a baby diddit, + What can his mother do with it, + But sit in a lap, + And give him some pap? + Dance a baby diddit. + + + + + Snail, snail, come out of your hole, + Or else I'll beat you as black as a coal. + + + + + At the siege of Belleisle I was there all the while, + All the while, all the while, at the siege of Belleisle. + + + + + Bye, baby bunting, + Father's gone a-hunting, + Mother's gone a-milking, + Sister's gone a-silking, + Brother's gone to buy a skin + To wrap the baby bunting in. + + + + +[Illustration: YOUNG LAMBS TO SELL.] + + + Young lambs to sell, young lambs to sell; + If I had as much money as I could tell + I never would cry young lambs to sell, + Young lambs to sell, young lambs to sell, + I never would cry, young lambs to sell. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Come, let's to bed, says Sleepy-head; + Tarry a while, says Slow; + Put on the pan, says Greedy Nan, + Let's sup before we go. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + To make your candles last for aye, + You wives and maids give ear-o! + To put them out's the only way, + Says honest John Boldero. + + + + +THE GREAT BROWN OWL + + + THE Brown Owl sits in the ivy-bush, + And she looketh wondrous wise, + With a horny beak beneath her cowl, + And a pair of large round eyes. + + She sat all day on the selfsame spray, + From sunrise till sunset; + And the dim grey light, it was all too bright + For the Owl to see in yet. + + "Jenny Owlet, Jenny Owlet," said a merry little bird, + "They say you're wondrous wise; + But I don't think you see, though you're looking at ME + With your large, round, shining eyes." + + But night came soon, and the pale white moon + Rolled high up in the skies; + And the great Brown Owl flew away in her cowl, + With her large, round, shining eyes. + + + + +[Illustration: LITTLE TOM TUCKER.] + + + + +LITTLE TOM TUCKER. + + +[Illustration: Music: + + 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 can he marry + Without e'er a wife?] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Four and twenty tailors went to kill a snail, + The best man amongst 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 just now. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Doctor Foster went to Glo'ster, + In a shower of rain; + He stepped in a puddle, up to the middle, + And never went there again. + + + + + Mary, Mary, quite contrary, + How does your garden grow? + Silver bells and cockle-shells, + And pretty maids all in a row. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + The man in the moon + Came tumbling down, + And asked the way to Norwich; + He went by the south, + And burnt his mouth + With eating cold pease porridge. + + + + + Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a rail, + Niddle, naddle, went his head, wiggle, waddle, went his tail; + Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a bridle, + With a pair of speckle legs, and a green girdle. + + + + + Pit, pat, well-a-day! + Little Robin flew away; + Where can little Robin be, + But up in yon cherry-tree? + + + + + Ding, dong, darrow, + The cat and the sparrow; + The little dog has burnt his tail, + And he shall be whipped to-morrow. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +DAME DUCK'S LESSONS TO HER DUCKLINGS. + + + OLD MOTHER DUCK has hatched a brood + Of ducklings, small and callow: + Their little wings are short, their down + Is mottled grey and yellow. + + There is a quiet little stream, + That runs into the moat, + Where tall green sedges spread their leaves, + And water-lilies float. + + Close by the margin of the brook + The old Duck made her nest, + Of straw, and leaves, and withered grass, + And down from her own breast. + + And there she sat for four long weeks, + In rainy days and fine, + Until the Ducklings all came out-- + Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. + + One peeped out from beneath her wing, + One scrambled on her back: + "That's very rude," said old Dame Duck, + "Get off! quack, quack, quack, quack!" + + "'T is close," said Dame Duck, shoving out + The egg-shells with her bill, + "Besides, it never suits young ducks + To keep them sitting still." + + So, rising from her nest, she said, + "Now, children, look at me: + A well-bred duck should waddle so, + From side to side--d'ye see?" + + "Yes," said the little ones, and then + She went on to explain: + "A well-bred duck turns in its toes + As I do--try again." + + "Yes," said the Ducklings, waddling on. + "That's better," said their mother; + "But well-bred ducks walk in a row, + Straight--one behind another." + + "Yes," said the little Ducks again, + All waddling in a row: + "Now to the pond," said old Dame Duck-- + Splash, splash! and in they go. + + "Let me swim first," said old Dame Duck, + "To this side, now to that; + There, snap at those great brown-winged flies, + They make young ducklings fat. + + "Now when you reach the poultry-yard, + The hen-wife, Molly Head, + Will feed you, with the other fowls, + On bran and mashed-up bread; + + "The hens will peck and fight, but mind, + I hope that all of you + Will gobble up the food as fast + As well-bred ducks should do. + + "You'd better get into the dish, + Unless it is too small; + In that case, I should use my foot, + And overturn it all." + + The Ducklings did as they were bid, + And found the plan so good, + That, from that day, the other fowls + Got hardly any food. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Is John Smith within? + Yes, that he is. + Can he set a shoe? + Ay, marry, two. + Here a nail, there a nail, + Tick, tack, too. + + + + + John Cook he had a little grey mare, + hee, haw, hum; + Her legs were long and her back was bare, + hee, haw, hum. + + John Cook was riding up Shooter's Bank, + hee, haw, hum; + The mare she began to kick and to prank, + hee, haw, hum. + + John Cook was riding up Shooter's Hill, + hee, haw, hum; + His mare fell down and made her will, + hee, haw, hum. + + The bridle and saddle were laid on the shelf, + hee, haw, hum; + If you want any more, you may sing it yourself, + hee, haw, hum. + + + + +[Illustration: OLD KING COLE.] + + + Old King Cole + Was a merry old soul, + And a merry old soul was he; + And he called for his pipe + And he called for his glass, + And he called for his fiddlers three! + +[Illustration] + + A Apple Pie. + + B bit it. + + C cut it. + + D dealt it. + +[Illustration] + + E eat it. + + F fought for it. + + G got it. + + H hid it. + +[Illustration] + + J jumped for it. + + K kept it. + + L longed for it. + + M mourned for it. + +[Illustration] + + N nodded at it. + + O opened it. + + P peeped at it. + + Q quartered it. + +[Illustration] + + R ran for it. + + S stole it. + + T tried for it. + + V viewed it. + +[Illustration] + + X Y Z & + + Amperse-and, + All wished for + A piece in hand. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Pussy sits beside the fire. How can she be fair? + In walks a little doggy,--Pussy, are you there? + + + + + Oh, the rusty, dusty, rusty miller, + I'll not change my wife for gold or siller. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile, + And he found a crooked sixpence against a crooked stile; + He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse, + And they all lived together in a little crooked house. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + High diddle doubt, my candle's out, + My little maid is not at home; + Saddle my hog and bridle my dog, + And fetch my little maid home. + + + + +[Illustration: BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP] + + +BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP. + +[Illustration: Music: + + Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool? + Yes, sir, yes, sir, three bags full: + One for my master, one for my dame, + And one for the little boy that lives in our lane. + Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool? + Yes, sir, yes, sir, three bags full.] + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Barber, barber, shave a pig. + How many hairs will make a wig? + Four and twenty; that's enough. + Give the poor barber a pinch of snuff. + + + + + The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown, + The Lion beat the Unicorn all round about the town. + Some gave them white bread, some gave them brown, + Some gave them plum-cake, and sent them out of town. + + + + + Thomas a Tattamus took two T's + To tie two tups to two tall trees, + To frighten the terrible Thomas a Tattamus. + Tell me how many T's there are in all THAT. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Bessy Bell and Mary Gray, + They were two bonny lasses, + They built a house upon the lea, + And covered it o'er with rashes. + + Bessy kept the garden gate, + And Mary kept the pantry; + Bessy always had to wait, + While Mary lived in plenty. + + + + + LITTLE boy, pretty boy, where were you born? + In Lincolnshire, master; come, blow the cow's horn. + + + + +[Illustration: HEY, DIDDLE, DIDDLE.] + + + Hey, diddle, diddle, the cat and the fiddle + The cow jumped over the moon; + The little dog laughed to see such sport, + And the dish ran after the spoon. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE YOUNG LINNETS. + + + DID you ever see the nest + Of Chaffinch or of Linnet, + When the little downy birds + Are lying snugly in it, + + Gaping wide their yellow mouths + For something nice to eat? + Caterpillar, worm, and grub, + They reckon dainty meat. + + When the mother-bird returns, + And finds them still and good, + She will give them each, by turns, + A proper share of food. + + She has hopped from spray to spray, + And peeped with knowing eye + Into all the folded leaves + Where caterpillars lie. + + She has searched among the grass, + And flown from tree to tree, + Catching gnats and flies, to feed + Her little family. + + I have seen the Linnets chirp, + And shake their downy wings: + They are pleased to see her come, + And pleased with what she brings. + + But I never saw them look + Impatient for their food: + _Somebody_, at dinner-time, + Is seldom quite so good. + + + + +[Illustration: SEE-SAW, MARGERY DAW.] + + + See-saw, Margery Daw, + Jenny shall have a new master; + She shall have but a penny a day, + Because she can't work any faster. + + [Illustration] + + + + + + DANCE to your daddy, + My little babby; + Dance to your daddy, + My little lamb. + You shall have a fishy, + In a little dishy; + You shall have a fishy, + When the boat comes in. + + + + + Queen Anne, Queen Anne, she sits in the sun, + As fair as the lily, as white as the swan: + I send you three letters, so pray you read one. + I cannot read one unless I read all; + So pray, Master Teddy, deliver the ball. + + + + + Little girl, little girl, where have you been? + Gathering roses to give to the Queen. + Little girl, little girl, what gave she you? + She gave me a diamond as big as my shoe. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + There was an old woman tossed up in a basket, + Ninety times as high as the moon; + And where she was going, I couldn't but ask it, + For in her hand she carried a broom. + + Old woman, old woman, old woman, quoth I, + O whither, O whither, O whither so high? + To sweep the cobwebs off the sky! + Shall I go with you? Ay, by-and-by. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + When I was a bachelor, I lived by myself, + And all the meat I got I put upon a shelf; + The rats and the mice did lead me such a life, + That I went to London, to get myself a wife. + + The streets were so broad, and the lanes were so narrow, + I could not get my wife home without a wheelbarrow, + The wheelbarrow broke, my wife got a fall, + Down tumbled wheelbarrow, little wife, and all. + + + + + Robin and Richard were two pretty men, + They lay in bed till the clock struck ten; + Then up starts Robin and looks in the sky, + "Oh, brother Richard, the sun's very high! + You go on with bottle and bag, + And I'll come after with jolly Jack Nag." + + + + + Blow, wind, blow, and go, mill, go, + That the miller may grind his corn; + That the baker may take it, + And into rolls make it, + And bring us some hot in the morn. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Jack be nimble, + Jack be quick, + And Jack jump over the candlestick. + + + + +[Illustration: RIDE A COCK-HORSE.] + + + Ride a cock-horse + To Banbury Cross, + To see a fine lady + Upon a white horse. + Rings on her fingers, + Bells on her toes, + She shall have music + Wherever she goes. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + + +THE FOX AND THE FARMER. + + + A FOX jumped up on a moonlight night, + The stars were shining, and all things bright; + "Oh, ho!" said the Fox, "it's a very fine night + For me to go through the town, heigho!" + + The Fox when he came to yonder stile, + He lifted his ears, and he listened awhile; + "Oh, ho!" said the Fox, "it's but a short mile + From this unto yonder town, heigho!" + + The Fox when he came to the farmer's gate, + Whom should he see but the farmer's Drake; + "I love you well for your master's sake, + And long to be picking your bones, heigho!" + + The grey Goose ran right round the haystack. + "Oh, ho!" said the Fox, "you are very fat; + You'll do very well to ride on my back, + From this into yonder town, heigho!" + + The farmer's wife she jumped out of bed, + And out of the window she popped her head; + "Oh, husband! oh, husband! the Geese are all dead, + For the Fox has been through the town, heigho!" + + The farmer he loaded his pistol with lead, + And shot the old rogue of a Fox through the head; + "Ah, ha!" said the farmer, "I think you're quite dead, + And no more you'll trouble the town, heigho!" + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + PEASE pudding hot, + Pease pudding cold, + Pease pudding in the pot, + Nine days old. + + Some like it hot, + Some like it cold, + Some like it in the pot, + Nine days old. + + + + + Curly-locks, Curly-locks, wilt thou be mine? + Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine; + But sit on a cushion, and sew a fine seam, + And feed upon strawberries, sugar, and cream. + + + + + Margery Mutton-pie, and Johnny Bo-peep, + They met together in Gracechurch Street; + In and out, in and out, over the way, + Oh! says Johnny, 'tis Chop-nose Day. + + + + + There was a Rat, for want of stairs, + Went down a rope to say his prayers. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Snail, snail, come put out your horn, + To-morrow is the day to shear the corn. + + + + + If wishes were horses, beggars would ride, + If turnips were watches, I would wear one by my side. + + + + +[Illustration: HARK, HARK, THE DOGS DO BARK.] + + + Hark, hark, + The dogs do bark, + The beggars are coming to town; + Some in jags, + Some in rags, + And some in velvet gown. + + + + + One, two, buckle my shoe; + Three, four, shut the door; + Five, six, pick up sticks; + Seven, eight, lay them straight; + Nine, ten, a good fat hen; + Eleven, twelve, dig and delve; + Thirteen, fourteen, maids a-courting; + Fifteen, sixteen, maids in the kitchen; + Seventeen, eighteen, maids in waiting; + Nineteen, twenty, my plate is empty. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + I had a little husband, no bigger than my thumb; + I put him in a pint pot, and there I bid him drum. + + I bought a little horse that galloped up and down; + I saddled him, and bridled him, and sent him out of town. + + I gave him some garters, to garter up his hose, + And a little pocket-handkerchief to wipe his pretty nose. + + + + + I have a little sister; they call her Peep, Peep, + She wades the water, deep, deep, deep; + She climbs the mountains, high, high, high. + Poor little thing! she has but one eye. + + + + +[Illustration: Music: + + Goosey, goosey, gander, whither shall I wander, + Up stairs, and down stairs, and in my lady's chamber. + There I met an old man, who would not say his prayers, + I took him by his left leg, and threw him down the stairs.] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Handy Spandy, Jack-a-dandy, + Loves plum-cake and sugarcandy; + He brought some at a grocer's shop, + And out he came, hop-hop-hop. + + + + + If all the world were water, + And all the water were ink, + What should we do for bread and cheese? + What should we do for drink? + + + + + Hey, my kitten, my kitten, + Hey, my kitten, my deary; + Such a sweet pet as this + Was neither far nor neary. + + + + + Here we go up, up, up, + Here we go down, down, down; + Here we go backwards and forwards, + And here we go round, round, round. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + I had a little pony; + They called him Dapple-grey. + I lent him to a lady, + To ride a mile away. + She whipped him, she slashed + him, + She rode him through the + mire; + I would not lend my pony now, + For all the lady's hire. + + + + + See, see. What shall I see? + A horse's head where his tail should be. + + + + + Pussy cat, Pussy cat, where have you been? + I've been to London to look at the Queen. + Pussy cat, Pussy cat, what did you do there? + I frightened a little mouse under the chair. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Little Tommy Tittlemouse + Lived in a little house; + He caught fishes + In other men's ditches. + + + + +[Illustration: "THIS IS THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT."] + + + + +THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT. + + + This is the MALT + That lay in the house that Jack built. + +[Illustration] + + This is the RAT + That ate the malt, + That lay in the house that Jack built. + +[Illustration] + + This is the CAT, + That killed the rat, + That ate the malt, + That lay in the house that Jack built. + +[Illustration] + + This is the DOG, + That worried the cat, + That killed the rat, + That ate the malt, + That lay in the house that Jack built. + +[Illustration] + + This is the COW with the crumpled horn, + That tossed the dog, + That worried the cat, + That killed the rat, + That ate the malt, + That lay in the house that Jack built. + +[Illustration] + + This is the MAIDEN all forlorn, + That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, + That tossed the dog, + That worried the cat, + That killed the rat, + That ate the malt, + That lay in the house that Jack built. + +[Illustration] + + This is the MAN all tattered and torn, + That kissed the maiden all forlorn, + That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, + That tossed the dog, that worried the cat, + That killed the rat, that ate the malt, + That lay in the house that Jack built. + +[Illustration] + + This is the PRIEST all shaven and shorn, + That married the man all tattered and torn, + That kissed the maiden all forlorn, + That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, + That tossed the dog, that worried the cat, + That killed the rat, that ate the malt, + That lay in the house that Jack built. + +[Illustration] + + This is the COCK that crowed in the morn, + That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, + That married the man all tattered and torn, + That kissed the maiden all forlorn, + That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, + That tossed the dog, that worried the cat, + That killed the rat, that ate the malt, + That lay in the house that Jack built. + +[Illustration] + + This is the FARMER who sowed the corn, + That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, + That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, + That married the man all tattered and torn, + That kissed the maiden all forlorn, + That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, + That tossed the dog, that worried the cat, + That killed the rat, that ate the malt, + That lay in the house that Jack built. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Old mother Widdle Waddle jumped out of bed, + And out of the casement she popped her head, + Crying, "The house is on fire, the grey goose is dead, + And the fox has come to the town, oh!" + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Two legs sat upon three legs, + With one leg in his lap; + In comes four legs, + And runs away with one leg; + Up jumps two legs, + Catches up three legs, + Throws it after four legs, + And makes him bring one leg back. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + A little boy went into a barn, + And lay down on some hay; + An owl came out and flew about, + And the little boy ran away. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + As I was going up Primrose Hill, + Primrose Hill was dirty; + There I met a pretty Miss, + And she dropped 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. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + I had a little Hen, the prettiest ever seen, + She washed me the dishes and kept the house clean; + She went to the mill to fetch me some flour, + She brought it home in less than an hour; + She baked me my bread, she brewed me my ale, + She sat by the fire and told many a fine tale. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + There was a little man, and he had a little gun, + And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead; + He shot Johnny King through the middle of his wig, + And knocked it right off his head, head, head. + + + + + Three straws on a staff, + Would make a baby cry and laugh. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Multiplication is vexation, + Division is as bad; + The Rule of Three perplexes me, + And Practice drives me mad. + + + + + Daffy-down-Dilly has come up to town, + In a yellow petticoat and a green gown. + + + + +[Illustration: THE QUEEN OF HEARTS.] + + + The Queen of Hearts + She made some tarts + All on a summer's day; + The Knave of Hearts + He stole those tarts, + And took them clean away. + + The King of Hearts + Called for the tarts, + And beat the Knave full sore; + The Knave of Hearts + Brought back the tarts, + And vowed he'd steal no more. + + + + + There were three crows sat on a stone, + Fal la, la la lal de, + Two flew away, and then there was one, + Fal la, la la lal de, + The other crow finding himself alone, + Fal la, la la lal de, + He flew away, and then there was none, + Fal la, la la lal de. + + + + +[Illustration: "JACK AND JILL WENT UP THE HILL."] + +[Illustration: Music: + +JACK AND JILL. + + 1. Jack and Jill went up the hill + To fetch a pail of water; + Jack fell down and broke his crown, + And Jill came tumbling after. + + 2. Up Jack got, and home did trot, + As fast as he could caper; + Dame Jill had the job to plaister his knob, + With vinegar and brown paper. + + 3. Jill came in and she did grin + To see his paper plaister, + Mother vex'd did whip her next, + For causing Jack's disaster.] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + When the wind is in the East, + 'Tis neither good for man nor beast; + When the wind is in the North, + The skilful fisher goes not forth; + When the wind is in the South, + It blows the bait in the fishes' mouth; + When the wind is in the West, + Then 'tis at the very best. + + + + + Cry, baby, cry, + Put your finger in your eye, + And tell your mother it wasn't I. + + + + +[Illustration: THE TURTLE-DOVE'S NEST.] + + + VERY high in the pine-tree, + The little Turtle-dove + Made a pretty little nursery, + To please her little love. + She was gentle, she was soft, + And her large dark eye + Often turned to her mate, + Who was sitting close by. + + "Coo," said the Turtle-dove, + "Coo," said she; + "Oh, I love thee," said the Turtle-dove. + "And I love THEE." + In the long shady branches + Of the dark pine-tree, + How happy were the Doves + In their little nursery! + + The young Turtle-doves + Never quarrelled in the nest; + For they dearly loved each other, + Though they loved their mother best. + "Coo," said the little Doves. + "Coo," said she. + And they played together kindly + In the dark pine-tree. + + In this nursery of yours, + Little sister, little brother, + Like the Turtle-dove's nest-- + Do you love one another? + Are you kind, are you gentle, + As children ought to be? + Then the happiest of nests + Is your own nursery. + + + + + Peter White + Will ne'er go right, + Would you know the reason why? + He follows his nose + Wherever he goes, + And that stands all awry. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + He that would thrive, + Must rise at five; + He that hath thriven, + May lie till seven; + And he that by the plough would thrive, + Himself must either hold or drive. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Hush-a-bye, baby, + Daddy is near; + Mamma is a lady, + And that's very clear. + + + + +[Illustration: "THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN WHO LIVED IN A SHOE."] + + + There was an old woman who lived in a shoe, + She had so many children she didn't know what to do + She gave them some broth, without any bread, + She whipped them all round, and sent them to bed. + +[Illustration] + + + + + + One, two, three, + I love coffee, + And Billy loves tea, + How good you be. + One, two, three, + I love coffee, + And Billy loves tea. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + There was an old woman called Nothing-at-all, + Who lived in a dwelling exceedingly small; + A man stretched his mouth to its utmost extent, + And down at one gulp house and old woman went. + + + + +[Illustration] + + I had a little hobby horse, + And it was dapple grey, + Its head was made of pea-straw, + Its tail was made of hay. + I sold it to an old woman + For a copper groat; + And I'll not sing my song again + Without a new coat. + + + + + Eggs, butter, cheese, bread, + Stick, stock, stone, dead, + Stick him up, stick him down, + Stick him in the old man's crown. + + + +THE FROG'S CHORUS. + + + "YAUP, yaup, yaup!" + Said the croaking voice of a Frog: + "A rainy day + In the month of May, + And plenty of room in the bog." + + "Yaup, yaup, yaup!" + Said the Frog as it hopped away: + "The insects feed + On the floating weed, + And I'm hungry for dinner to-day." + + "Yaup, yaup, yaup!" + Said the Frog, as it splashed about: + "Good neighbours all, + When you hear me call, + It is odd that you do not come out." + + "Yaup, yaup, yaup!" + Said the Frogs; "it is charming weather; + We'll come and sup, + When the moon is up, + And we'll all of us croak together." + + + + + What's the news of the day, + Good neighbour, I pray? + They say the balloon + Is gone up to the moon. + +[Illustration] + + + + + + Cross-Patch, + Draw the latch, + Sit by the fire and spin; + Take a cup, + And drink it up, + And call your neighbours in. + + + + + There was an old Crow + Sat upon a clod. + There's an end of my song, + That's very odd. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration: "DING, DONG, BELL."] + + Ding, dong, bell, Pussy's in the well. + Who put her in? Little Tommy Green. + Who pulled her out? Little Tommy Trout. + What a naughty boy was that, + Thus to drown poor Pussy Cat. + +[Illustration] + + + + +NURSERY RHYME ALPHABET. + + + A was the Archer who shot at a frog. + B was Bo-peep, with her crook and her dog. + C was the Cow that jumped over the moon. + D was the Dish that ran off with the spoon. + E was Elizabeth, Betsey, and Bess. + F was the Forest where stood the bird's-nest. + G Gaffer Longlegs; downstairs he'd a fall. + H Humpty Dumpty that sat on the wall. + I was that "_I_" who was going to St. Ives. + J Jacky Horner, on plum-pie he thrives. + K was King Cole with his fiddlers three. + L Little Gold-Hair, peeping, you see. + M Mother Hubbard who thought her dog dead. + N Little Netticoat, with a red head. + O the old Woman "upon market day;" + P was the "Pedlar" who passed by that way. + Q was the Queen of Hearts, tartlets she makes. + R was Red Riding Hood carrying the cakes. + S Simple Simon, the pieman beside. + T Tommy Tucker, for supper who cried. + U was the Unicorn, "beat round the town;" + V was Victoria--she fought for her crown. + W Whittington, who turned again, + Over great London as Lord Mayor to reign. + X is a letter that here we can spare. + Y "Yankee Doodle," that went to the fair; + Z is the Zany who laughed at him there. + +[Illustration] + + + + + Swan, swan, over the sea; + Swim, swan, swim. + Swan, swan, back again; + Well, swan, swam. + +[Illustration] + + + + + One misty moisty morning, + When cloudy was the weather, + I met a little old man, + Clothed all in leather, + Clothed all in leather, + With a strap below his chin. + How do you do? and how do you do? + And how do you do again? + +[Illustration] + + + + + Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John, + He went to bed with his stockings on; + One shoe off, and one shoe on, + Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + The old woman must stand at the tub, tub, tub, + The dirty clothes to rub, rub, rub; + But when they are clean, and fit to be seen, + I'll dress like a lady, and dance on the green. + + + + +[Illustration: "HICKETY, PICKETY, MY BLACK HEN."] + + Hickety, pickety, my black hen, + She lays eggs for gentlemen; + Gentlemen come every day + To see what my black hen doth lay. + +[Illustration] + + + + + I'll tell you a story, + About John-a-Nory: + And now my story's begun. + I'll tell you another, + About Jack and his brother: + And now my story's done. + + + + +I LOVE SIXPENCE. + + + I LOVE sixpence, pretty little sixpence, + I love sixpence better than my life; + I spent a penny of it, I spent another, + And took fourpence home to my wife. + + Oh, my little fourpence, pretty little fourpence, + I love fourpence better than my life; + I spent a penny of it, I spent another, + And I took twopence home to my wife. + + Oh, my little twopence, my pretty little twopence, + I love twopence better than my life; + I spent a penny of it, I spent another, + And I took nothing home to my wife. + + Oh, my little nothing, my pretty little nothing, + What will nothing buy for my wife? + I have nothing, I spend nothing, + I love nothing better than my wife. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + There was a fat man of Bombay, + Who was smoking one sunshiny day, + When a bird called a Snipe flew away with his pipe, + Which vexed the fat man of Bombay. + + + + +[Illustration: "WHEN THE PIE WAS OPENED, THE BIRDS BEGAN TO SING."] + + + + +[Illustration: Music: + +SING A SONG OF SIXPENCE. + + Sing a song of sixpence, + A bag full of rye; + Four and twenty blackbirds; + Baked in a pie; + When the pie was open'd, + The birds began to sing, + Was not that a dainty dish + To set before the king?] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + THE King was in his counting-house, + Counting out his money; + +[Illustration] + + The Queen was in the parlour, + Eating bread and honey; + +[Illustration] + + The maid was in the garden, + Hanging out the clothes; + By came a little bird, + And snapt off her nose. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Little Polly Flinders + Sate among the cinders + Warming her pretty little toes! + Her mother came and caught her, + And whipped her little daughter, + For spoiling her nice new clothes. + + + + + Great A, little A, + Bouncing B, + The cat's in the cupboard, + And she can't see. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Poor old Robinson Crusoe! poor old Robinson Crusoe! + They made him a coat of an old Nanny goat, + I wonder how they could do so! + With a ring-a-ting-tang, and a ring-a-ting-tang, + Poor old Robinson Crusoe! + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Bat, bat, come under my hat, + And I'll give you a slice of bacon, + And when I bake I'll give you a cake, + If I am not mistaken. + + + +[Illustration] + + + The North Wind doth blow, + And we shall have snow, + And what will poor Robin do then? + Poor thing! + + He will hop to a barn, + And to keep himself warm, + Will hide his head under his wing, + Poor thing! + + + + +[Illustration: THE OLD WOMAN BUYING HER PIG AT MARKET.] + + + + +[Illustration] + + +THE OLD WOMAN AND HER PIG. + +AN old woman was sweeping her house, and she found a little crooked +sixpence. "What," said she, "shall I do with this little sixpence? I +will go to market, and buy a little pig." As she was coming home, she +came to a stile: the piggy would not go over the stile. + +She went a little farther, and she met a dog. So she said to the dog-- + + "Dog, dog, bite pig; + Piggy won't get over the stile; + And I shan't get home to-night." + +But the dog would not. + +She went a little farther, and she met a stick. So she said-- + + "Stick, stick, beat dog; + Dog won't bite pig; + Piggy won't get over the stile, + And I shan't get home to-night." + +But the stick would not. + +She went a little farther, and she met a fire. So she said-- + + "Fire, fire, burn stick; + Stick won't beat dog; + Dog won't bite pig; + Piggy won't get over the stile; + And I shan't get home to-night." + +But the fire would not. + +She went a little farther, and she met some water. So she said-- + +[Illustration: "FIRE, FIRE, BURN STICK."] + + "Water, water, quench fire; + Fire won't burn stick; + Stick won't beat dog; + Dog won't bite pig; + Piggy won't get over the stile; + And I shan't get home to-night." + +But the water would not. + +She went a little farther, and she met an ox. So she said-- + + "Ox, ox, drink water; + Water won't quench fire; + Fire won't burn stick; + Stick won't beat dog; + Dog won't bite pig; + Piggy won't get over the stile; + And I shan't get home to-night." + +But the ox would not. + +She went a little farther, and she met a butcher. So she said-- + + "Butcher, butcher, kill ox; + Ox won't drink water; + Water won't quench fire; + Fire won't burn stick; + +[Illustration: "BUTCHER, BUTCHER, KILL OX."] + + Stick won't beat dog; + Dog won't bite pig; + Piggy won't get over the stile; + And I shan't get home to-night." + +But the butcher would not. + +She went a little farther, and she met a rope. So she said-- + + "Rope, rope, hang butcher; + Butcher won't kill ox; + Ox won't drink water; + Water won't quench fire; + Fire won't burn stick; + Stick won't beat dog; + Dog won't bite pig; + Piggy won't get over the stile; + And I shan't get home to-night." + +But the rope would not. + +She went a little farther, and she met a rat. So she said-- + + "Rat, rat, gnaw rope; + Rope won't hang butcher; + Butcher won't kill ox; + Ox won't drink water; + +[Illustration: "RAT, RAT, GNAW ROPE."] + + Water won't quench fire; + Fire won't burn stick; + Stick won't beat dog; + Dog won't bite pig; + Piggy won't get over the stile; + And I shan't get home to-night." + +But the rat would not. She went a little farther, and she met a cat. So +she said-- + + "Cat, cat, kill rat; + Rat won't gnaw rope; + Rope won't hang butcher; + Butcher won't kill ox; + Ox won't drink water; + Water won't quench fire; + Fire won't burn stick; + Stick won't beat dog; + Dog won't bite pig; + Piggy won't get over the stile; + And I shan't get home to-night." + +But the cat said to her, "If you will go to yonder cow, and fetch me a +saucer of milk, I will kill the rat." So away went the old woman to the +cow, and said-- + +[Illustration: "COW, COW, GIVE ME A SAUCER OF MILK."] + + "Cow, cow, give me a saucer of milk; + Cat won't kill rat; + Rat won't gnaw rope; + Rope won't hang butcher; + Butcher won't kill ox; + Ox won't drink water; + Water won't quench fire; + Fire won't burn stick; + Stick won't beat dog; + Dog won't bite pig; + Piggy won't get over the stile; + And I shan't get home to-night." + +But the cow said to her, "If you will go to yonder haymakers, and fetch +me a wisp of hay, I'll give you the milk." So away the old woman went to +the haymakers, and said-- + + "Haymakers, give me a wisp of hay; + Cow won't give me milk; + Cat won't kill rat; + Rat won't gnaw rope; + Rope won't hang butcher; + Butcher won't kill ox; + Ox won't drink water; + Water won't quench fire; + +[Illustration: "HAYMAKERS, GIVE ME A WISP OF HAY."] + + Fire won't burn stick; + Stick won't beat dog; + Dog won't bite pig; + Piggy won't get over the stile; + And I shan't get home to-night." + +But the haymakers said to her,--"If you will go to yonder stream, and +fetch us a bucket of water, we'll give you the hay." So away the old +woman went; but when she got to the stream, she found the bucket was +full of holes. So she covered the bottom with pebbles, and then filled +the bucket with water, and away she went back with it to the haymakers; +and they gave her a wisp of hay. + +As soon as the cow had eaten the hay, she gave the old woman the milk; +and away she went with it in a saucer to the cat. As soon as the cat had +lapped up the milk-- + + The cat began to kill the rat; + The rat began to gnaw the rope; + The rope began to hang the butcher; + The butcher began to kill the ox; + The ox began to drink the water; + The water began to quench the fire; + The fire began to burn the stick; + The stick began to beat the dog; + The dog began to bite the pig; + +[Illustration: "THE CAT BEGAN TO KILL THE RAT."] + + The little pig in a fright jumped over the stile; + And so the old woman got home that night. + + + + +[Illustration: Music + +DICKERY, DICKERY, DOCK. + + Dickery, dickery, dock! + The mouse ran up the clock; + The clock struck one, and down the mouse ran, + Dickery, dickery, dock!] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + A diller, a dollar, a ten o'clock scholar, + What makes you come so soon? + You used to come at ten o'clock, + But now you come at noon. + + + + + Jacky, come give me thy fiddle, + If ever thou mean to thrive. + Nay, I'll not give my fiddle + To any man alive. + + If I should give my fiddle, + They'll think that I'm gone mad; + For many a joyful day + My fiddle and I have had. + + + + +[Illustration: "TOMMY KEPT A CHANDLER'S SHOP."] + + + Tommy kept a chandler's shop, + Richard went to buy a mop, + Tommy gave him such a whop, + That sent him out of his chandler's shop. + +[Illustration] + + + + + See a pin and pick it up, + All the day you'll have good luck. + See a pin and let it lay, + Bad luck you'll have all the day. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Please to remember the fifth of November, + The Gunpowder treason plot; + I see no reason why Gunpowder treason, + Should ever be forgot. + A stick and a stake for Victoria's sake, + Hollo, boys! hollo, boys! God save the Queen. + + + + + Leg over leg, + As the dog went to Dover, + When he came to a stile, + Jump he went over. + +[Illustration] + + + + + Ladybird, Ladybird, + Fly away home, + Your house is on fire, + Your children will burn. + + + + + 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, + I caught a hare alive; + 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, + I let her go again. + + + + + This is the way the ladies go-- + Nim, nim, nim. + This is the way the gentlemen go-- + Trot, trot, trot. + This is the way the hunters go-- + Gallop, gallop, gallop. + + + + +[Illustration: "THERE WAS AN OLD MAN OF TOBAGO."] + + + There was an old man of Tobago, + Who lived on rice, gruel, and sago; + Till, much to his bliss, + +[Illustration] + + His physician said this-- + "To a leg, sir, of mutton you may go." + + + + + + Little Miss Muffett + She sat on a tuffett, + Eating of curds and whey; + There came a little spider, + Who sat down beside her, + And frightened Miss Muffett away. + +[Illustration] + + + + + As Tommy Snooks and Bessy Brooks, + Were walking out one Sunday, + Says Tommy Snooks to Bessy Brooks, + Wilt marry me on Monday? + +[Illustration] + + + + + 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. + + + + + Here am I, + Little jumping Joan, + When nobody's with me, + I'm always alone. + +[Illustration] + + + +GOOD DOBBIN. + + + OH! thank you, good Dobbin, you've been a long track, + And have carried papa all the way on your back; + You shall have some nice oats, faithful Dobbin, indeed, + For you've brought papa home to his darling with speed. + + The howling wind blew, and the pelting rain beat, + And the thick mud has covered his legs and his feet, + But yet on he galloped in spite of the rain, + And has brought papa home to his darling again. + + The sun it was setting a long while ago, + And papa could not see the road where he should go, + But Dobbin kept on through the desolate wild, + And has brought papa home again safe to his child. + + Now go to the stable, the night is so raw, + Go, Dobbin, and rest your old bones on the straw; + Don't stand any longer out here in the rain, + For you've brought papa home to his darling again. + + + + +[Illustration: "AWAY WENT GILPIN, AND AWAY WENT POSTBOY AT HIS HEELS."] + + + + +THE DIVERTING HISTORY OF JOHN GILPIN. + +SHOWING HOW HE WENT FARTHER THAN HE INTENDED, AND CAME SAFE HOME AGAIN. + + + JOHN GILPIN was a citizen + Of credit and renown, + A train-band captain eke was he, + Of famous London town. + + John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, + "Though wedded we have been + These twice ten tedious years, yet we + No holiday have seen. + + "To-morrow is our wedding-day, + And we will then repair + Unto the "Bell" at Edmonton, + All in a chaise and pair. + + "My sister, and my sister's child, + Myself, and children three, + Will fill the chaise; so you must ride + On horseback after we." + + He soon replied, "I do admire + Of womankind but one, + And you are she, my dearest dear, + Therefore it shall be done. + + "I am a linendraper bold, + As all the world doth know, + And my good friend the calender + Will lend his horse to go." + + Quoth Mrs. Gilpin, "That's well said; + And for that wine is dear, + We will be furnished with our own, + Which is both bright and clear." + + John Gilpin kissed his loving wife; + O'erjoyed was he to find, + That though on pleasure she was bent, + She had a frugal mind. + +[Illustration] + + The morning came, the chaise was brought, + But yet was not allowed + To drive up to the door, lest all + Should say that she was proud. + + So three doors off the chaise was stayed, + Where they did all get in; + Six precious souls, and all agog + To dash through thick and thin. + + Smack went the whip, round went the wheels, + Were never folks so glad! + The stones did rattle underneath, + As if Cheapside were mad. + + John Gilpin at his horse's side + Seized fast the flowing mane, + And up he got, in haste to ride, + But soon came down again. + + For saddletree scarce reached had he, + His journey to begin, + When, turning round his head, he saw + Three customers come in. + + So down he came; for loss of time, + Although it grieved him sore, + Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, + Would trouble him much more. + + 'Twas long before the customers + Were suited to their mind, + When Betty screaming came downstairs, + "The wine is left behind!" + + "Good lack!" quoth he, "yet bring it me, + My leathern belt likewise, + In which I bear my trusty sword + When I do exercise." + + Now Mistress Gilpin (careful soul!) + Had two stone bottles found, + To hold the liquor that she loved, + And keep it safe and sound. + + Each bottle had a curling ear, + Through which the belt he drew, + And hung a bottle on each side, + To make his balance true. + + Then over all, that he might be + Equipped from top to toe, + His long red cloak, well brushed and neat, + He manfully did throw. + + Now see him mounted once again + Upon his nimble steed, + Full slowly pacing o'er the stones, + With caution and good heed. + + But finding soon a smoother road + Beneath his well-shod feet, + The snorting beast began to trot, + Which galled him in his seat. + + "So, fair and softly!" John he cried, + But John he cried in vain; + That trot became a gallop soon, + In spite of curb and rein. + + So stooping down, as needs he must + Who cannot sit upright, + He grasped the mane with both his hands, + And eke with all his might. + + His horse, who never in that sort + Had handled been before, + What thing upon his back had got, + Did wonder more and more. + + Away went Gilpin, neck or nought; + Away went hat and wig; + +[Illustration] + + He little dreamt, when he set out, + Of running such a rig. + + The wind did blow, the cloak did fly + Like streamer long and gay, + Till, loop and button failing both, + At last it flew away. + + Then might all people well discern + The bottles he had slung; + A bottle swinging at each side, + As hath been said or sung. + + The dogs did bark, the children screamed, + Up flew the windows all; + And every soul cried out, "Well done!" + As loud as he could bawl. + + Away went Gilpin--who but he? + His fame soon spread around: + "He carries weight! he rides a race! + 'Tis for a thousand pound!" + + And still as fast as he drew near, + 'Twas wonderful to view + How in a trice the turnpike-men + Their gates wide open threw. + + And now, as he went bowing down + His reeking head full low, + The bottles twain behind his back + Were shattered at a blow. + + Down ran the wine into the road, + Most piteous to be seen, + Which made the horses flanks to smoke + As they had basted been. + + But still he seemed to carry weight, + With leathern girdle braced; + For all might see the bottle-necks + Still dangling at his waist. + + Thus all through merry Islington + These gambols he did play, + Until he came unto the Wash + Of Edmonton so gay; + + And there he threw the wash about + On both sides of the way, + Just like unto a trundling mop, + Or a wild goose at play. + + At Edmonton his loving wife + From the balcony spied + Her tender husband, wondering much + To see how he did ride. + + "Stop, stop, John Gilpin!--Here's the house!" + They all at once did cry; + "The dinner waits, and we are tired;" + Said Gilpin--"So am I!" + + But yet his horse was not a whit + Inclined to tarry there; + For why?--his owner had a house + Full ten miles off, at Ware. + + So like an arrow swift he flew, + Shot by an archer strong; + So did he fly--which brings me to + The middle of my song. + + Away went Gilpin out of breath + And sore against his will, + Till at his friend the calender's, + His horse at last stood still. + + The calender, amazed to see + His neighbour in such trim, + Laid down his pipe, flew to the gate, + And thus accosted him: + +[Illustration] + + "What news? what news? your tidings tell; + Tell me you must and shall-- + Say why bareheaded you are come, + Or why you come at all?" + + Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, + And loved a timely joke; + And thus unto the calender + In merry guise he spoke: + + "I came because your horse would come: + And, if I well forebode, + My hat and wig will soon be here, + They are upon the road." + + The calender, right glad to find + His friend in merry pin, + Returned him not a single word, + But to the house went in; + + Whence straight he came with hat and wig, + A wig that flowed behind, + A hat not much the worse for wear, + Each comely in its kind. + + He held them up, and in his turn + Thus showed his ready wit, + "My head is twice as big as yours, + They therefore needs must fit. + + "But let me scrape the dirt away, + That hangs upon your face; + +[Illustration] + + And stop and eat, for well you may + Be in a hungry case." + + Said John, "It is my wedding-day, + And all the world would stare + If wife should dine at Edmonton, + And I should dine at Ware." + + So turning to his horse, he said, + "I am in haste to dine; + 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, + You shall go back for mine." + + Ah! luckless speech, and bootless boast! + For which he paid full dear; + For while he spake, a braying ass + Did sing most loud and clear; + + Whereat his horse did snort, as he + Had heard a lion roar, + And galloped off with all his might, + As he had done before. + + Away went Gilpin, and away + Went Gilpin's hat and wig: + He lost them sooner than at first, + For why--they were too big. + + Now Mistress Gilpin, when she saw + Her husband posting down + Into the country far away, + She pulled out half-a-crown; + +[Illustration] + + And thus unto the youth she said + That drove them to the "Bell," + "This shall be yours when you bring back + My husband safe and well." + + The youth did ride, and soon did meet + John coming back amain; + Whom in a trice he tried to stop, + By catching at his rein; + + But not performing what he meant, + And gladly would have done, + The frighted steed he frighted more, + And made him faster run. + + Away went Gilpin, and away + Went postboy at his heels, + The postboy's horse right glad to miss + The lumbering of the wheels. + + Six gentlemen upon the road, + Thus seeing Gilpin fly, + With postboy scampering in the rear, + They raised the hue and cry. + + "Stop thief! stop thief! a highwayman!" + Not one of them was mute; + And all and each that passed that way + Did join in the pursuit. + + And now the turnpike-gates again + Flew open in short space; + +[Illustration] + + The toll-men thinking, as before, + That Gilpin rode a race. + + And so he did, and won it too, + For he got first to town; + Nor stopped till where he had got up, + He did again get down. + + Now let us sing, Long live the King, + And Gilpin, long live he; + And when he next doth ride abroad, + May I be there to see. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Twinkle, twinkle, little star, + How I wonder what you are! + Up above the world so high. + Like a diamond in the sky. + + When the blazing sun is gone, + When he nothing shines upon, + Then you show your little light, + Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. + + Then the traveller in the dark + Thanks you for your tiny spark: + How could he see where to go, + If you did not twinkle so? + + In the dark blue sky you keep, + Often through my curtains peep, + For you never shut your eye, + Till the sun is in the sky. + + As your bright and tiny spark + Lights the traveller in the dark, + Though I know not what you are, + Twinkle, twinkle, little star. + + + + + Charley, Charley, stole the barley + Out of the baker's shop; + The baker came out, and gave him a clout, + And made poor Charley hop. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + A, B, C, tumble down D, + The cat's in the cupboard and can't see me. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy, and Bess, + They all went together to seek a bird's nest, + They found a bird's nest with five eggs in; + They all took one, and left four in. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Up hill and down dale, + Butter is made in every vale; + And if Nancy Cook + Is a good girl, + She shall have a spouse, + And make butter anon, + Before her old grandmother + Grows a young man. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + To market, to market, a gallop, a trot, + To buy some meat to put in the pot; + Threepence a quarter, fourpence a side, + If it hadn't been killed it must have died. + + + + + Apple-pie, pudding, and pancake, + All begins with A. + + + + + My little old man and I fell out; + I'll tell you what 'twas all about,-- + I had money and he had none, + And that's the way the noise begun. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration: Music: + +GEORGIE PORGIE. + + Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie, + Kiss'd the girls and made them cry. + When the girls came out to play, + Georgie Porgie ran away.] + + + + + I love little Pussy, her coat is so warm, + And if I don't hurt her, she'll do me no harm. + I'll sit by the fire, and give her some food, + And Pussy will love me, because I am good. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Taffy was a Welshman, + Taffy was a thief, + Taffy came to my house, + And stole a leg of beef. + + I went to Taffy's house, + Taffy was not at home; + Taffy came to my house + And stole a marrow-bone. + + I went to Taffy's house, + Taffy was in bed; + I took the marrow-bone, + And broke Taffy's head. + + + + +[Illustration: "A FARMER WENT TROTTING UPON HIS GREY MARE."] + + A farmer went trotting upon his grey mare, + Bumpety, bumpety, bump! + With his daughter behind him so rosy and fair, + Lumpety, lumpety, lump! + + A raven cried croak! and they all tumbled down, + Bumpety, bumpety, bump! + The mare broke her knees, and the farmer his crown, + Lumpety, lumpety, lump! + +[Illustration] + + The mischievous raven flew laughing away, + Bumpety, bumpety, bump! + And vowed he would serve them the same the next day, + Lumpety, lumpety, lump! + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Little Betty Blue + Lost her holiday shoe, + What can little Betty do? + Give her another + To match the other, + And then she may walk in two. + + + + + Hush-a-bye, baby, lie still with thy daddy, + Thy mammy is gone to the mill, + To get some meal to bake a cake, + So pray, my dear baby, lie still. + + + + + You shall have an apple, + You shall have a plum, + You shall have a rattle-basket, + When papa comes home. + + + + +A MAN OF WORDS AND NOT OF DEEDS. + + + 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. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Poor Dog Bright, + Ran off with all his might, + Because the cat was after him, + Poor Dog Bright. + + Poor Cat Fright, + Ran off with all her might, + Because the dog was after her, + Poor Cat Fright. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + As I was going up Pippin Hill, + Pippin Hill was dirty, + There I met a pretty miss, + And she dropped me a curtsey. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Early to bed, and early to rise, + Is the way to be healthy, wealthy, and wise. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Old woman, old woman, shall we go a-shearing? + Speak a little louder, sir, I am very thick o' hearing. + Old woman, old woman, shall I kiss you dearly? + Thank you, kind sir, I hear very clearly. + + + + + The Cuckoo's a bonny bird, + She sings as she flies, + She brings us good tidings, + And tells us no lies. + She sucks little birds' eggs, + To make her voice clear, + And never cries "Cuckoo!" + Till spring-time of the year. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man, + Bake me a cake as fast as you can; + Prick it and pat it, and mark it with G; + And put it in the oven for Teddy and me. + + + + + Pussy-cat ate the dumplings, the dumplings; + Pussy-cat ate the dumplings. + Mamma stood by, and cried, "Oh, fie! + Why did you eat the dumplings?" + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Needles and pins, needles and pins, + When a man marries his trouble begins. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + For every evil under the sun, + There is a remedy, or there is none. + If there be one, try and find it; + If there be none, never mind it. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Three children sliding on the ice, + All on 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 drowned. + + You parents all that children have, + And you, too, that have none, + If you would have them safe abroad, + Pray keep them safe at home. + + + + +THE WONDERFUL DERBY RAM. + + + AS I was going to Derby all on a market day, + I met the finest ram, sir, that ever was fed upon hay; + Upon hay, upon hay, upon hay; + I met the finest ram, sir, that ever was fed upon hay. + + This ram was fat behind, sir, this ram was fat before; + This ram was ten yards round, sir; indeed he was no more; + No more, no more, no more; + This ram was ten yards round, sir; indeed he was no more. + + The horns that grew on his head, sir, they were so wondrous high, + As I've been plainly told, sir, they reached up to the sky; + The sky, the sky, the sky; + As I've been plainly told, sir, they reached up to the sky. + + The tail that grew from his back, sir, was six yards and an ell; + And it was sent to Derby to toll the market bell; + The bell, the bell, the bell; + And it was sent to Derby to toll the market bell. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + My Lady Wind, my Lady Wind, + Went round about the house, to find + A chink to get her foot in; + She tried the keyhole in the door, + She tried the crevice in the floor, + And drove the chimney soot in. + + And then one night when it was dark, + She blew up such a tiny spark, + That all the house was pothered; + From it she raised up such a flame + As flamed away to Belting Lane, + And White Cross folks were smothered. + + And thus when once, my little dears, + A whisper reaches itching ears, + The same will come, you'll find; + Take my advice, restrain your tongue, + Remember what old Nurse has sung + Of busy Lady Wind. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Bow-wow-wow! + Whose dog art thou? + Little Tom Tucker's dog. + Bow-wow-wow! + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Let us go to the woods, says this pig. + What to do there? says this pig. + To seek mamma, says this pig. + What to do with her? says this pig. + To kiss her, to kiss her, says this pig. + + + + +JENNY SHALL HAVE A NEW BONNET. + + + JENNY shall have a new bonnet, + And Jenny shall go to the fair, + And Jenny shall have a blue ribbon + To tie up her bonny brown hair. + + And why may not I love Jenny? + And why may not Jenny love me? + And why may not I love Jenny, + As well as another body? + + And here's a leg for a stocking, + And here is a leg for a shoe, + And she has a kiss for her daddy, + And two for her mammy, I trow. + + And why may not I love Jenny? + And why may not Jenny love me? + And why may not I love Jenny, + As well as another body? + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Nievie, nievie, nicknack, + Which hand will ye tak'? + Tak' the right, or tak' the wrang, + I'll beguile ye, if I can. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Oh, mother, I'm to be married to Mr. Punchinello; + To Mr. Pun, to Mr. Chin, to Mr. Nel, to Mr. Lo, + Mr. Pun, Mr. Chin, Mr. Nel, Mr. Lo, to Mr. Punchinello. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Rain, rain, go to Spain, + And never come back again. + + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Up hill spare me, + Down hill 'ware me, + On level ground spare me not, + And in the stable forget me not. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + When little Fred went to bed, + He always said his prayers; + He kissed mamma, and then papa, + And straightway went upstairs. + + + + + Bless you, bless you, bonny bee: + Say, when will your wedding be? + If it be to-morrow day, + Take your wings and fly away. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Jack Sprat's pig, + He was not very little, + Nor yet very big; + He was not very lean, + He was not very fat, + He'll do well for a grunt, + Says little Jack Sprat. + + + +[Illustration] + + + Rain, rain, + Go away, + Come again + April day; + Little Johnny + Wants to play. + + + + + A little cock sparrow sat on a tree, + Looking as happy as happy could be, + Till a boy came by with his bow and arrow, + Says he, I will shoot the little cock sparrow. + + His body will make me a nice little stew, + And his giblets will make me a little pie, too. + Says the little cock sparrow, I'll be shot if I stay, + So he clapped his wings, and flew away. + +[Illustration] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + The rose is red, the violet's blue; + The pink is sweet, and so are you. + + + +[Illustration] + + + "We'll go a-shooting," says Robin to Bobbin, + "We'll go a-shooting," says Richard to John; + "We'll go a-shooting," says John, all alone; + "We'll go a-shooting," says every one. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Valentine, oh, Valentine, + Curl your locks as I do mine; + Two before and two behind; + Good morrow to you, Valentine. + + + + + Mr. Isbister, and Betsy his sister, + Resolve upon giving a treat; + So letters they write, + Their friends to invite + To their house in Great Camomile Street. + + + + +[Illustration: "LITTLE BO-PEEP HAS LOST HER SHEEP, AND CAN'T TELL WHERE +TO FIND THEM."] + + +[Illustration: Music: + +LITTLE BO-PEEP. + + Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep, + And cannot tell where to find them; + Leave them alone, and they'll come home, + And bring their tails behind them.] + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep, + And dreamt she heard them bleating; + But when she awoke she found it a joke, + For still they all were fleeting. + +[Illustration] + + Then up she took her little crook, + Determined for to find them; + She found 'em indeed, but it made her heart bleed, + For they'd left their tails behind 'em. + +[Illustration] + + It happened one day, as Bo-peep did stray + Unto a meadow hard by, + There she espied their tails, side by side, + All hung on a tree to dry. + +[Illustration] + + Then she heaved a sigh, and wiped her eye, + And ran o'er hill and dale-o, + And tried what she could, as a shepherdess should, + To tack to each sheep its tail-o. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + As I was going to St. Ives, + I met a man with seven wives, + Every wife had seven sacks, + Every sack had seven cats, + Every cat had seven kits. + Kits, cats, sacks, and wives, + How many were there going to St. Ives? + + + + + Go to bed first, a golden purse; + Go to bed second, a golden pheasant; + Go to bed third, a golden bird. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + There was an old woman, and what do you think? + She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink; + Victuals and drink were the chief of her diet, + Yet the plaguey old woman would never be quiet. + + She went to the baker's to buy some bread; + And when she came home her husband was dead. + She went to the clerk, to toll the great bell; + And when she came back, her husband was well. + + + + +[Illustration] + + + Some little mice sat in a barn to spin, + Pussy came by, and she popped her head in. + "Shall I come in and cut your threads off?" + "Oh, no, kind sir, you will snap our heads off." + +[Illustration] + + * * * * * + +Transcriber's Notes: + +There seemed to be no rhyme nor reason to which poems began with +smallcaps, (represented in this text version as ALLCAPS), and which did +not. 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