boy bringing flowers to girl
The rose is red, the violet's blue;The pink is sweet, and so are you.
Group of children going shooting
"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.
Girl and cupids
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 inviteTo their house in Great Camomile Street.
Bo-Peep looking for sheep"LITTLE BO-PEEP HAS LOST HER SHEEP, AND CAN'T TELL WHERE TO FIND THEM."
Music: Bo-Peep
[Transcriber's Note: You can play this music (MIDI file) by clickinghere.]
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.
Bo-Peep asleep
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.
Bo-peep with her crook
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.
Bo-peep sees the tails hung
It happened one day, as Bo-peep did strayUnto a meadow hard by,There she espied their tails, side by side,All hung on a tree to dry.
Bo-peep wiping her eye
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.
man with seven wives, etc.
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.
woman sitting before a window eating
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.
Cat watching mice
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."
Transcriber's Notes:There seemed to be no rhyme nor reason to which poems began with smallcaps and which did not. Without a clear pattern to follow, this was retained as printed.The corrections made are listed below and also indicated by dotted lines under the corrections. Scroll the mouse over the word and the original text willappear.Page 82, word "a" added to text. Original read (There was jockey) now reads (There was a jockey)Page 227, "he" changed to "she" (she fought for her)
There seemed to be no rhyme nor reason to which poems began with smallcaps and which did not. Without a clear pattern to follow, this was retained as printed.
The corrections made are listed below and also indicated by dotted lines under the corrections. Scroll the mouse over the word and the original text willappear.
Page 82, word "a" added to text. Original read (There was jockey) now reads (There was a jockey)
Page 227, "he" changed to "she" (she fought for her)