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Title: Favorite Nursery RhymesAuthor: AnonymousIllustrator: Ethel Franklin BettsRelease date: November 4, 2014 [eBook #47284]Most recently updated: October 24, 2024Language: EnglishCredits: Produced by Juliet Sutherland, Emmy and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net

Title: Favorite Nursery Rhymes

Author: AnonymousIllustrator: Ethel Franklin Betts

Author: Anonymous

Illustrator: Ethel Franklin Betts

Release date: November 4, 2014 [eBook #47284]Most recently updated: October 24, 2024

Language: English

Credits: Produced by Juliet Sutherland, Emmy and the OnlineDistributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net

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FAVORITENURSERY RHYMES

FAVORITENURSERY RHYMES

Mother goose surrounded by childrenCopyright, 1906, byFrederick A. Stokes Company.MOTHER GOOSE

FAVORITENursery RhymesPICTURED BYETHEL FRANKLIN BETTSsitting child wearing a feathered capNEW YORKFREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANYPUBLISHERS

PICTURED BYETHEL FRANKLIN BETTS

sitting child wearing a feathered cap

NEW YORKFREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANYPUBLISHERS

Copyright, 1906ByFREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANYPublished in August, 1906THE UNIVERSITY PRESS, CAMBRIDGE, U.S.A.

Copyright, 1906ByFREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANYPublished in August, 1906THE UNIVERSITY PRESS, CAMBRIDGE, U.S.A.

A diller, a dollarPage13As I was going to St. Ives"37Baa, baa, black sheep"46Bye, Baby Bunting"46Cross Patch"31Curly Locks!"11Daffy-down-dilly"20Ding, dong, bell"39Goosey, goosey, gander"35Great A, little a"28Hark! Hark! the dogs do bark"12Hey, diddle, diddle!"25Hey, ding-a-ding!"28Hey, rub-a-dub-dub"47Hickory, dickory, dock"32Higgledy, piggledy"36Humpty Dumpty"11Hush-a-bye baby"47I like little pussy"15I'll tell you a story"21Jack and Jill"34Jack be nimble"32Ladybug"43Little Bo-Peep"22Little Boy Blue"10Little Jack Horner"40Little Miss Muffet"26Little Nancy Etticoat"36Little Tommy Tucker"16Lucy Locket"44Mary, Mary, quite contrary"18One misty, moisty morning"14One, two, buckle my shoe"42Pat-a-cake"13Pease porridge hot"21Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater"38Rain, rain, go away"9Ride a cock-horse to Banbury-Cross"19Sing a song of sixpence"41Taffy was a Welshman"20The man in the moon"24The rose is red"28There was a crooked man"30There was a little man and he had a little gun"30There was a mad man"45There was an old woman lived under the hill"12There was an old woman sold puddings and pies"33There was an old woman tossed up in a basket"29There was a piper had a cow"17Three wise men of Gotham"44To market, to market"24Tom, Tom, the piper's son"19When I was a bachelor"27

In colourMother Goose and the ChildrenFrontispieceLittle Boy BlueFacing page10Mary, Mary, quite contrary"18Little Miss Muffet"26Jack and Jill"34Little Jack Horner"40In black-and-whiteRain, rain, go awayPage9I like little pussy"15Little Bo-Peep"22Cross Patch"31Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater"38Ladybug, Ladybug"43

Three girls under umbrellas

Rain, rain, go away;Come again another day;Little Susy wants to play.

Rain, rain, go away;Come again another day;Little Susy wants to play.

Rain, rain, go away;Come again another day;Little Susy wants to play.

Rain, rain, go away;

Come again another day;

Little Susy wants to play.

Little Boy Blue rhyme

Little boy Blue fast asleepCopyright, 1906, byFrederick A. Stokes Company.LITTLE BOY BLUE

Little Boy Blue, go blow your horn,The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.Where's the little boy that tends the sheep?He's under the haycock fast asleep.

Little Boy Blue, go blow your horn,The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.Where's the little boy that tends the sheep?He's under the haycock fast asleep.

Little Boy Blue, go blow your horn,The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.Where's the little boy that tends the sheep?He's under the haycock fast asleep.

Little Boy Blue, go blow your horn,The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.Where's the little boy that tends the sheep?He's under the haycock fast asleep.

Little Boy Blue, go blow your horn,

The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.

Where's the little boy that tends the sheep?

He's under the haycock fast asleep.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,Threescore men and threescore moreCannot place Humpty Dumpty as he was before.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,Threescore men and threescore moreCannot place Humpty Dumpty as he was before.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,Threescore men and threescore moreCannot place Humpty Dumpty as he was before.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,

Threescore men and threescore more

Cannot place Humpty Dumpty as he was before.

Curly Locks! Curly Locks! wilt thou be mine?Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine;But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,And feast upon strawberries, sugar, and cream!

Curly Locks! Curly Locks! wilt thou be mine?Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine;But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,And feast upon strawberries, sugar, and cream!

Curly Locks! Curly Locks! wilt thou be mine?Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine;But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,And feast upon strawberries, sugar, and cream!

Curly Locks! Curly Locks! wilt thou be mine?

Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine;

But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,

And feast upon strawberries, sugar, and cream!

There was an old woman lived under the hill,And if she's not gone, she's living there still.Baked apples she sold, and cranberry pies;And she's the old woman that never told lies.

There was an old woman lived under the hill,And if she's not gone, she's living there still.Baked apples she sold, and cranberry pies;And she's the old woman that never told lies.

There was an old woman lived under the hill,And if she's not gone, she's living there still.Baked apples she sold, and cranberry pies;And she's the old woman that never told lies.

There was an old woman lived under the hill,

And if she's not gone, she's living there still.

Baked apples she sold, and cranberry pies;

And she's the old woman that never told lies.

Hark! Hark! the dogs do bark,The beggars have come to town;Some in rags, and some in tags,And some in velvet gowns.

Hark! Hark! the dogs do bark,The beggars have come to town;Some in rags, and some in tags,And some in velvet gowns.

Hark! Hark! the dogs do bark,The beggars have come to town;Some in rags, and some in tags,And some in velvet gowns.

Hark! Hark! the dogs do bark,

The beggars have come to town;

Some in rags, and some in tags,

And some in velvet gowns.

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man!So I do, master, as fast as I can.Pat it and prick it and mark it with B,And toss it in the oven for Baby and me.

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man!So I do, master, as fast as I can.Pat it and prick it and mark it with B,And toss it in the oven for Baby and me.

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man!So I do, master, as fast as I can.Pat it and prick it and mark it with B,And toss it in the oven for Baby and me.

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man!

So I do, master, as fast as I can.

Pat it and prick it and mark it with B,

And toss it in the oven for Baby and me.

A diller, a dollar,A ten o'clock scholar,What makes you come so soon?You used to come at ten o'clock,And now you come at noon.

A diller, a dollar,A ten o'clock scholar,What makes you come so soon?You used to come at ten o'clock,And now you come at noon.

A diller, a dollar,A ten o'clock scholar,What makes you come so soon?You used to come at ten o'clock,And now you come at noon.

A diller, a dollar,

A ten o'clock scholar,

What makes you come so soon?

You used to come at ten o'clock,

And now you come at noon.

One misty, moisty morning,When cloudy was the weather,I chanced to meet an old manClothed all in leather.He began to compliment,And I began to grin;How do you do, and how do you do?And how do you do again?

One misty, moisty morning,When cloudy was the weather,I chanced to meet an old manClothed all in leather.He began to compliment,And I began to grin;How do you do, and how do you do?And how do you do again?

One misty, moisty morning,When cloudy was the weather,I chanced to meet an old manClothed all in leather.

One misty, moisty morning,

When cloudy was the weather,

I chanced to meet an old man

Clothed all in leather.

He began to compliment,And I began to grin;How do you do, and how do you do?And how do you do again?

He began to compliment,

And I began to grin;

How do you do, and how do you do?

And how do you do again?

child petting cat

I like little pussy, her coat is so warm,—And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm;I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away,But pussy and I very gently will play.

I like little pussy, her coat is so warm,—And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm;I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away,But pussy and I very gently will play.

I like little pussy, her coat is so warm,—And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm;I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away,But pussy and I very gently will play.

I like little pussy, her coat is so warm,—

And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm;

I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away,

But pussy and I very gently will play.

Little Tommy Tucker,Sing for your supper:What shall I eat?White bread and butter.How shall I cut itWithout any knife?How shall I marryWithout any wife?

Little Tommy Tucker,Sing for your supper:What shall I eat?White bread and butter.How shall I cut itWithout any knife?How shall I marryWithout any wife?

Little Tommy Tucker,Sing for your supper:What shall I eat?White bread and butter.How shall I cut itWithout any knife?How shall I marryWithout any wife?

Little Tommy Tucker,

Sing for your supper:

What shall I eat?

White bread and butter.

How shall I cut it

Without any knife?

How shall I marry

Without any wife?

There was a Piper had a Cow,And he had naught to give her;He pulled out his pipes and played her a tune,And bade the cow consider.The Cow considered very well,And gave the Piper a penny,And bade him play the other tune:"Corn rigs are bonny."

There was a Piper had a Cow,And he had naught to give her;He pulled out his pipes and played her a tune,And bade the cow consider.The Cow considered very well,And gave the Piper a penny,And bade him play the other tune:"Corn rigs are bonny."

There was a Piper had a Cow,And he had naught to give her;He pulled out his pipes and played her a tune,And bade the cow consider.

There was a Piper had a Cow,

And he had naught to give her;

He pulled out his pipes and played her a tune,

And bade the cow consider.

The Cow considered very well,And gave the Piper a penny,And bade him play the other tune:"Corn rigs are bonny."

The Cow considered very well,

And gave the Piper a penny,

And bade him play the other tune:

"Corn rigs are bonny."

Mary Mary rhyme

Mary tending gardenCopyright, 1906, byFrederick A. Stokes Company.MARY, MARY QUITE CONTRARY

Mary Mary quite contraryHow does your garden grow?Silver bells and cockle shellsAnd pretty maids all in a row.

Mary Mary quite contraryHow does your garden grow?Silver bells and cockle shellsAnd pretty maids all in a row.

Mary Mary quite contraryHow does your garden grow?Silver bells and cockle shellsAnd pretty maids all in a row.

Mary Mary quite contraryHow does your garden grow?Silver bells and cockle shellsAnd pretty maids all in a row.

Mary Mary quite contrary

How does your garden grow?

Silver bells and cockle shells

And pretty maids all in a row.

Ride a cock-horse to Banbury-CrossTo see what Tommy can buy;A penny white loaf, a penny white cake,And a two-penny apple pie.

Ride a cock-horse to Banbury-CrossTo see what Tommy can buy;A penny white loaf, a penny white cake,And a two-penny apple pie.

Ride a cock-horse to Banbury-CrossTo see what Tommy can buy;A penny white loaf, a penny white cake,And a two-penny apple pie.

Ride a cock-horse to Banbury-Cross

To see what Tommy can buy;

A penny white loaf, a penny white cake,

And a two-penny apple pie.

Tom, Tom, the piper's sonStole a pig, and away he run;The pig was eat and Tom was beat,And Tom ran crying down the street.

Tom, Tom, the piper's sonStole a pig, and away he run;The pig was eat and Tom was beat,And Tom ran crying down the street.

Tom, Tom, the piper's sonStole a pig, and away he run;The pig was eat and Tom was beat,And Tom ran crying down the street.

Tom, Tom, the piper's son

Stole a pig, and away he run;

The pig was eat and Tom was beat,

And Tom ran crying down the street.

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 wasn't home;Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow bone.I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed;I took the marrow-bone and beat Taffy's head.

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 wasn't home;Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow bone.I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed;I took the marrow-bone and beat Taffy's head.

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 wasn't home;Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow bone.I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed;I took the marrow-bone and beat Taffy's head.

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 wasn't home;

Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow bone.

I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed;

I took the marrow-bone and beat Taffy's head.

Daffy-down-dilly is new come to town,With a petticoat green and a bright yellow gown.

Daffy-down-dilly is new come to town,With a petticoat green and a bright yellow gown.

Daffy-down-dilly is new come to town,With a petticoat green and a bright yellow gown.

Daffy-down-dilly is new come to town,

With a petticoat green and a bright yellow gown.

Pease porridge hot,Pease porridge cold,Pease porridge in the potNine days old.

Pease porridge hot,Pease porridge cold,Pease porridge in the potNine days old.

Pease porridge hot,Pease porridge cold,Pease porridge in the potNine days old.

Pease porridge hot,

Pease porridge cold,

Pease porridge in the pot

Nine days old.

I'll tell you a storyAbout Mary Morey,And now my story's begun.I'll tell you another,About her brother,And now my story's done.

I'll tell you a storyAbout Mary Morey,And now my story's begun.I'll tell you another,About her brother,And now my story's done.

I'll tell you a storyAbout Mary Morey,And now my story's begun.I'll tell you another,About her brother,And now my story's done.

I'll tell you a story

About Mary Morey,

And now my story's begun.

I'll tell you another,

About her brother,

And now my story's done.

Bo-Peep with crook but no sheep

Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,And can't tell where to find them;Leave them alone, and they'll come home,Wagging their tails behind them.

Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,And can't tell where to find them;Leave them alone, and they'll come home,Wagging their tails behind them.

Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,And can't tell where to find them;Leave them alone, and they'll come home,Wagging their tails behind them.

Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,

And can't tell where to find them;

Leave them alone, and they'll come home,

Wagging their tails behind them.

Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,And dreamt she heard them bleating;When she awoke, 'twas all a joke—Ah! cruel vision so fleeting.Then up she took her little crook,Determined for to find them;What was her joy to behold them nigh,Wagging their tails behind them.

Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,And dreamt she heard them bleating;When she awoke, 'twas all a joke—Ah! cruel vision so fleeting.Then up she took her little crook,Determined for to find them;What was her joy to behold them nigh,Wagging their tails behind them.

Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,And dreamt she heard them bleating;When she awoke, 'twas all a joke—Ah! cruel vision so fleeting.

Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,

And dreamt she heard them bleating;

When she awoke, 'twas all a joke—

Ah! cruel vision so fleeting.

Then up she took her little crook,Determined for to find them;What was her joy to behold them nigh,Wagging their tails behind them.

Then up she took her little crook,

Determined for to find them;

What was her joy to behold them nigh,

Wagging their tails behind them.

To market, to market,To buy a penny bun.Home again, home again,Market is done.

To market, to market,To buy a penny bun.Home again, home again,Market is done.

To market, to market,To buy a penny bun.Home again, home again,Market is done.

To market, to market,

To buy a penny bun.

Home again, home again,

Market is done.

The man in the moon came down too soon,And asked his way to Norwich;He went by the south and burnt his mouthWith eating cold plum-porridge.

The man in the moon came down too soon,And asked his way to Norwich;He went by the south and burnt his mouthWith eating cold plum-porridge.

The man in the moon came down too soon,And asked his way to Norwich;He went by the south and burnt his mouthWith eating cold plum-porridge.

The man in the moon came down too soon,

And asked his way to Norwich;

He went by the south and burnt his mouth

With eating cold plum-porridge.

Hey, diddle, diddle!The cat and the fiddle;The cow jumped over the moon.The little dog laughedTo see such craft;And the dish ran away with the spoon.

Hey, diddle, diddle!The cat and the fiddle;The cow jumped over the moon.The little dog laughedTo see such craft;And the dish ran away with the spoon.

Hey, diddle, diddle!The cat and the fiddle;The cow jumped over the moon.The little dog laughedTo see such craft;And the dish ran away with the spoon.

Hey, diddle, diddle!

The cat and the fiddle;

The cow jumped over the moon.

The little dog laughed

To see such craft;

And the dish ran away with the spoon.

Miss Muffet rhyme

Miss Muffet by spiderCopyright, 1906, byFrederick A. Stokes Company.LITTLE MISS MUFFET

Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet,Eating of curds and whey;Along came a spider and sat down beside her,And frightened Miss Muffet away.

Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet,Eating of curds and whey;Along came a spider and sat down beside her,And frightened Miss Muffet away.

Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet,Eating of curds and whey;Along came a spider and sat down beside her,And frightened Miss Muffet away.

Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet,Eating of curds and whey;Along came a spider and sat down beside her,And frightened Miss Muffet away.

Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet,

Eating of curds and whey;

Along came a spider and sat down beside her,

And frightened Miss Muffet away.

When I was a bachelor I lived by myself,And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon the shelf.The rats and the mice they made such a strife,I was forced to go to London to buy me a wife.The roads were so bad and the lanes were so narrow,I was forced to bring my wife home in a wheelbarrow.The wheelbarrow broke and my wife had a fall—Down came wheelbarrow, wife, and all.

When I was a bachelor I lived by myself,And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon the shelf.The rats and the mice they made such a strife,I was forced to go to London to buy me a wife.The roads were so bad and the lanes were so narrow,I was forced to bring my wife home in a wheelbarrow.The wheelbarrow broke and my wife had a fall—Down came wheelbarrow, wife, and all.

When I was a bachelor I lived by myself,And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon the shelf.The rats and the mice they made such a strife,I was forced to go to London to buy me a wife.

When I was a bachelor I lived by myself,

And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon the shelf.

The rats and the mice they made such a strife,

I was forced to go to London to buy me a wife.

The roads were so bad and the lanes were so narrow,I was forced to bring my wife home in a wheelbarrow.The wheelbarrow broke and my wife had a fall—Down came wheelbarrow, wife, and all.

The roads were so bad and the lanes were so narrow,

I was forced to bring my wife home in a wheelbarrow.

The wheelbarrow broke and my wife had a fall—

Down came wheelbarrow, wife, and all.

The rose is red, the violet blue;Sugar is sweet—and so are you.These are the words you bade me sayFor a pair of new gloves on Easter day.

The rose is red, the violet blue;Sugar is sweet—and so are you.These are the words you bade me sayFor a pair of new gloves on Easter day.

The rose is red, the violet blue;Sugar is sweet—and so are you.These are the words you bade me sayFor a pair of new gloves on Easter day.

The rose is red, the violet blue;

Sugar is sweet—and so are you.

These are the words you bade me say

For a pair of new gloves on Easter day.

Great A, little a, bouncing B,The cat's in the cupboard and she can't see.

Great A, little a, bouncing B,The cat's in the cupboard and she can't see.

Great A, little a, bouncing B,The cat's in the cupboard and she can't see.

Great A, little a, bouncing B,

The cat's in the cupboard and she can't see.

Hey-ding-a-ding! I heard a bird sing;The parliament soldiers are gone to the king.

Hey-ding-a-ding! I heard a bird sing;The parliament soldiers are gone to the king.

Hey-ding-a-ding! I heard a bird sing;The parliament soldiers are gone to the king.

Hey-ding-a-ding! I heard a bird sing;

The parliament soldiers are gone to the king.

There was an old woman tossed up in a basket,Seventy times as high as the moon.What she did there I could not but ask it,For in her hand she carried a broom."Old woman, old woman, old woman," said I,"Oh whither, oh whither, oh whither so high?""To sweep the cobwebs off the sky,And I shall be back again by and by."

There was an old woman tossed up in a basket,Seventy times as high as the moon.What she did there I could not but ask it,For in her hand she carried a broom."Old woman, old woman, old woman," said I,"Oh whither, oh whither, oh whither so high?""To sweep the cobwebs off the sky,And I shall be back again by and by."

There was an old woman tossed up in a basket,Seventy times as high as the moon.What she did there I could not but ask it,For in her hand she carried a broom.

There was an old woman tossed up in a basket,

Seventy times as high as the moon.

What she did there I could not but ask it,

For in her hand she carried a broom.

"Old woman, old woman, old woman," said I,"Oh whither, oh whither, oh whither so high?""To sweep the cobwebs off the sky,And I shall be back again by and by."

"Old woman, old woman, old woman," said I,

"Oh whither, oh whither, oh whither so high?"

"To sweep the cobwebs off the sky,

And I shall be back again by and by."

There was a little man and he had a little gun,And his bullets were made of lead,He shot John Sprig through the middle of his wig,And knocked it right off his head.

There was a little man and he had a little gun,And his bullets were made of lead,He shot John Sprig through the middle of his wig,And knocked it right off his head.

There was a little man and he had a little gun,And his bullets were made of lead,He shot John Sprig through the middle of his wig,And knocked it right off his head.

There was a little man and he had a little gun,

And his bullets were made of lead,

He shot John Sprig through the middle of his wig,

And knocked it right off his head.

There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile;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.

There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile;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.

There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile;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.

There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile;

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.

Girl sitting with feet on footrest

Cross patch, draw the latch;Sit by the fire and spin;Take a cup and drink it up,Then call your neighbors in.

Cross patch, draw the latch;Sit by the fire and spin;Take a cup and drink it up,Then call your neighbors in.

Cross patch, draw the latch;Sit by the fire and spin;Take a cup and drink it up,Then call your neighbors in.

Cross patch, draw the latch;

Sit by the fire and spin;

Take a cup and drink it up,

Then call your neighbors in.

Hickory, dickory, dock;The mouse ran up the clock;The clock struck one,The mouse ran down,Hickory, dickory, dock.

Hickory, dickory, dock;The mouse ran up the clock;The clock struck one,The mouse ran down,Hickory, dickory, dock.

Hickory, dickory, dock;The mouse ran up the clock;The clock struck one,The mouse ran down,Hickory, dickory, dock.

Hickory, dickory, dock;

The mouse ran up the clock;

The clock struck one,

The mouse ran down,

Hickory, dickory, dock.

"Jack, be nimble,Jack, be quick."Jack ran off with the pudding-stick.

"Jack, be nimble,Jack, be quick."Jack ran off with the pudding-stick.

"Jack, be nimble,Jack, be quick."Jack ran off with the pudding-stick.

"Jack, be nimble,

Jack, be quick."

Jack ran off with the pudding-stick.

There was an old womanSold puddings and pies;She went to the mill,And the dust flew in her eyes.Now through the streets,To all she meets,She ever cries,"Hot pies—Hot pies!"

There was an old womanSold puddings and pies;She went to the mill,And the dust flew in her eyes.Now through the streets,To all she meets,She ever cries,"Hot pies—Hot pies!"

There was an old womanSold puddings and pies;She went to the mill,And the dust flew in her eyes.Now through the streets,To all she meets,She ever cries,"Hot pies—Hot pies!"

There was an old woman

Sold puddings and pies;

She went to the mill,

And the dust flew in her eyes.

Now through the streets,

To all she meets,

She ever cries,

"Hot pies—Hot pies!"

Jack and Jill rhyme

Jack and JillCopyright, 1906, byFrederick A. Stokes Company.JACK AND JILL

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Goosey, goosey, gander,Where dost thou wander?Up stairs and down stairs,And in my lady's chamber.There I met an old manWho would not say his prayers,I took him by the hind legsAnd threw him down stairs.

Goosey, goosey, gander,Where dost thou wander?Up stairs and down stairs,And in my lady's chamber.There I met an old manWho would not say his prayers,I took him by the hind legsAnd threw him down stairs.

Goosey, goosey, gander,Where dost thou wander?Up stairs and down stairs,And in my lady's chamber.There I met an old manWho would not say his prayers,I took him by the hind legsAnd threw him down stairs.

Goosey, goosey, gander,

Where dost thou wander?

Up stairs and down stairs,

And in my lady's chamber.

There I met an old man

Who would not say his prayers,

I took him by the hind legs

And threw him down stairs.


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