i058For every evil under the sunFor every evil under the sun,There is a remedy, or there is none.If there be one, seek till you find it;If there be none, never mind it.[Pg 59]i059Where Have You Been All The Day?"Where have you been all the day,My boy Tammy?""I've been all the day,Courting of a lady gay:But oh! she's too youngTo be taken from her mammy."[Pg 60]"What Work can she do,My boy Tammy?Can she bake and can she brew,My boy Tammy?""She can brew and she can bake,And she can make our wedding cake;But oh! she's too youngTo be taken from her mammy.""What age may she be?What age may she be?My boy Tammy?""Twice two, twice seven,Twice ten, twice eleven:But oh! she's too youngTo be taken from her mammy."[Pg 61]s_i060_0s_i060_1s_i060_2Girls and boys, come out to playGirls and boys, come out to play,The moon doth shine as bright as day;Leave your supper, and leave your sleep,And come with your playfellows into the street.Come with a whoop, come with a call,Come with a good will or not at all.Up the ladder and down the wall,A halfpenny roll will serve us all.You find milk, and I'll find flour,And we'll have a pudding in half-an-hour.[Pg 62]A man of words and not of deedss_i061_0s_i061_1MANof 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.[Pg 63]Come, let's to bedi062aOME, 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.If I'd as much money as I could spendi062bFI'd as much money as I could spend,I never would cry old chairs to mend;Old chairs to mend, old chairs to mend;I never would cry old chairs to mend.If I'd as much money as I could tell,I never would cry old clothes to sell;Old clothes to sell, old clothes to sell;I never would cry old clothes to sell.[Pg 64]Little Bo-peepi063aITTLE BO-PEEPhas lost her sheep,And cannot tell where to find them;Leave them alone, and they'll come home,And bring their tails behind them.Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep,And dreamt she heard them bleating;But when she awoke, she found it a joke,For still they were all fleeting.Then up she took her little crook,Determined for to find them,She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,For they'd left all their tails behind 'em.i063bA, B, C, tumble down D,The cat's in the cupboard, and can't see me.[Pg 65]Little Bo-peepLittle Bo-peep[Pg 67]The Toad and Frogs_i065_0s_i065_1ROAK!"said the Toad, "I'm hungry, I think,To-day I've had nothing to eat or to drink;I'll crawl to a garden and jump through the pales,And there I'll dine nicely on slugs and on snails.""Ho, ho!" quoth the Frog, "is that what you mean?Then I'll hop away to the next meadow stream,There I will drink, and eat worms and slugs too,And then I shall have a good dinner like you."i063bThere was an old woman lived under a hill,And if she's not gone, she lives there still.[Pg 68]When a Twister a twistings_i066_0s_i066_1s_i066_2HENa Twister a twisting, will twist him a twist;For the twisting of his twist, he three times doth intwist;But if one of the twines of the twist do untwist,The twine that untwisteth, untwisteth the twist.Untwirling the twine that untwisteth between,He twirls, with the twister, the two in a twine;Then twice having twisted the twines of the twine,He twisteth the twine he had twined in twain.[Pg 69]The twain that, in twining, before in the twine,As twines were intwisted; he now doth untwine:'Twixt the twain inter-twisting a twine more between,He, twirling his twister, makes a twist of the twine.Little Tom Tuckers_i067_0s_i067_1ITTLE TOM TUCKERSings for his supper;What shall he eat?White bread and butter.How shall he cut itWithout e'er a knife?How will he be marriedWithout e'er a wife?[Pg 70]Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Crosss_i068_0s_i068_1s_i068_2IDEa cock-horse to Banbury Cross,To see a fine lady upon a white horse,Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes,She shall make music wherever she goes.There were two blackbirdsThere were two blackbirdsSitting on a hill,The one named Jack,The other named Jill;Fly away, Jack!Fly away, Jill!Come again, Jack!Come again, Jill![Pg 71]Hark, hark, the dogs do barki069aARK, hark,The dogs do bark,Beggars are coming to town:Some in jags,Some in rags,And some in velvet gowns.i069bSee, see! what shall I see?A horse's head where his tail should be.[Pg 72]Over the water, and over the leas_i070_0s_i070_1VERthe water, and over the lea,And over the water to Charley,Charley loves good ale and wine,And Charley loves good brandy,And Charley loves a pretty girl,As sweet as sugar-candy.Over the water, and over the sea,And over the water to Charley,I'll have none of your nasty beef,Nor I'll have none of your barley;But I'll have some of your very best flour;To make a white cake for my Charley.Tom, Tom, the piper's sonTom, Tom, the piper's son,Stole a pig, and away he run!The pig was eat, and Tom was beat,And Tom went roaring down the street.[Pg 73]i071"Stole a pig and away he run."[Pg 75][Pg 74]Daffy-Down-Dillyi072AFFY-DOWN-DILLYhas come up to town,In a yellow petticoat, and a green gown.A little cock sparrowA little cock sparrow sat on a green tree,And he cherruped, he cherruped, so merry was he;A little cock sparrow sat on a green tree,And he cherruped, he cherruped, so merry was he.A naughty boy came with his wee bow and arrow,Determined to shoot this little cock sparrow,[Pg 76]A naughty boy came with his wee bow and arrowDetermined to shoot this little cock sparrow."This little cock sparrow shall make me a stew,And his giblets shall make me a little pie too.""Oh, no!" said the sparrow, "Iwon'tmake a stew."So he flapped his wings and away he flew!Charley, Charleyi073HARLEYCharley, stole the barleyOut of the baker's shop;The baker came out, and gave him a clout,And made poor Charley hop.[Pg 77]There was an old woman, and what do you think?There was an old woman, and what do you think?She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink:i074Victuals and drink were the chief of her diet;Yet this little old woman could never keep quiet.[Pg 78]She went to the baker, to buy her some bread,And when she came home her old husband was dead;She went to the clerk to toll the bell,And when she came back her old husband was well.Up hill and down daleUp hill and down dale;Butter is made in every vale;And if that Nancy CookIs a good girl,She shall have a spouse,And make butter anon,Before her old grandmotherGrows a young man.[Pg 79]A swarm of beesi075SWARMof bees in MayIs worth a load of hay;A swarm of bees in JuneIs worth a silver spoon;A swarm of bees in JulyIs not worth a fly.A was an archerA was an archer, and shot at a frog,B was a butcher, and had a great dog.C was a captain, all covered with lace,D was a drunkard, and had a red face.E was an esquire, with pride on his brow,F was a farmer, and followed the plough.G was a gamester, who had but ill luck,H was a hunter, and hunted a buck.[Pg 80]I was an innkeeper, who loved to bouse,J was a joiner, and built up a house.K was King William, once governed this land,L was a lady, who had a white hand.M was a miser, and hoarded up gold,N was a nobleman, gallant and bold.O was an oyster wench, and went about town,P was a parson, and wore a black gown.Q was a queen, who was fond of good flip,R was a robber, and wanted a whip.S was a sailor, and spent all he got,T was a tinker, and mended a pot.U was an usurer, a miserable elf,V was a vintner, who drank all himself.W was a watchman, and guarded the door,X was expensive, and so became poor.Y was a youth, that did not love school,Z was a zany, a poor harmless fool.[Pg 81]A to Z.A to Z.[Pg 83]Pease-porridge hotPease-porridge hot, pease-porridge cold,Pease-porridge in the pot, nine days old.Some like it hot, some like it cold,Some like it in the pot, nine days old.Merry are the bellsi077ERRYare the bells, and merry would they ring,Merry was myself, and merry could I sing;With a merry ding-dong, happy, gay, and free,And a merry sing-song, happy let us be!Waddle goes your gait, and hollow are your hose,Noddle goes your pate, and purple is your nose;[Pg 84]Merry is your sing-song, happy, gay, and free,With a merry ding-dong, happy let us be!Merry have we met, and merry have we been,Merry let us part, and merry meet again;With our merry sing-song, happy, gay, and free,And a merry ding-dong, happy let us be!Ride AwayRide away, ride away, Johnny shall ride,And he shall have pussy-cat tied to one side;And he shall have little dog tied to the other;And Johnny shall ride to see his grandmother.[Pg 85]i078I'LL TELL YOU A STORYI'll tell you a storyAbout Jack a Nory,—And now my story's begun:I'll tell you anotherAbout Jack his brother,—And now my story's done.[Pg 86]Solomon Grundys_i079_0s_i079_1OLOMON GRUNDY,Born on a Monday,Christened on Tuesday,Married on Wednesday,Took ill on Thursday,Worse on Friday,Died on Saturday,Buried on Sunday:This is the endOf Solomon Grundy.Hey! diddle, diddlei079bHey! diddle, diddle,The cat and the fiddle,i079cThe cow jumped over the moon;[Pg 87]i080aThe little dog laughedTo see such sport,i080bAnd the dish ran awaywith the spoon.i080cBaa Baa Black SheepBaa, baa, black sheep,Have you any wool?Yes, little master,Three bags full[Pg 88]One for my master,And one for my dame,And one for the little boyWho lives in our lane.There was an old woman tossed up in a baskets_i081_0s_i081_1HEREwas an old woman tossed up in a basketSeventy times as high as the moon;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,"Where are you going to up so high?""To brush the cobwebs off the sky!""Shall I go with thee?" "Aye, by-and-by."[Pg 89]i082"O whither, o whither, o whither, so high?"[Pg 91][Pg 90]Taffy was a Welshmani083aTaffy; was a Welshman,Taffy was a thief;Taffy came to my houseand stole a piece of beef;I went to Taffy's house,Taffy was not at home;Taffy came to my houseand stole a marrow bone.i083bI went to Taffy's house,Taffy was not in;Taffy came to my houseand stole a silver pin;I went to Taffy's house,Taffy was in bed,I took the marrow boneand flung it at his head.[Pg 92]This is the way the ladies rides_i084_0s_i084_1s_i084_2HISis the way the ladies ride;Tri, tre, tre, tree,Tri, tre, tre, tree!This is the way the ladies ride,Tri, tre, tre, tre, tri-tre-tre-tree!This is the way the gentlemen ride;Gallop-a-trot,Gallop-a-trot!This is the way the gentlemen ride,Gallop-a-gallop-a-trot!This is the way the farmers ride;Hobbledy-hoy,Hobbledy-hoy!This is the way the farmers ride,Hobbledy hobbledy-hoy![Pg 93]Jack and Jills_i085_0s_i085_1s_i085_2ACKand Jill went up the hill,To fetch a pail of water;Jack fell down, and broke his crown,And Jill came tumbling after.i085[Pg 94]Master I have, and I am his mani086aASTERI have, and I am his man,Gallop a dreary dun;Master I have, and I am his man,And I'll get a wife as fast as I can;With a heighty gaily gamberally,Higgledy piggledy, niggledy, niggledy,Gallop a dreary dun.Little Bob SnooksLittle Bob Snooks was fond of his books,And loved by his usher and master:But naughty Jack Spry, he got a black eye,And carries his nose in a plaster.i086b[Pg 95]There was a man, and he had naughtThere was a man, and he had naught,And robbers came to rob him;He crept up to the chimney pot,And then they thought they had him.i087But he got down on t'other side,And then they could not find him;He ran fourteen miles in fifteen days,And never looked behind him.[Pg 96]Where are you going"Where are you going, my pretty maid?""I'm going a-milking, sir," she said."May I go with you, my pretty maid?""You're kindly welcome, sir," she said."What is your father, my pretty maid?""My father's a farmer, sir," she said."What is your fortune, my pretty maid?""My face is my fortune, sir," she said."Then I can't marry you, my pretty maid!""Nobody asked you, sir!" she said.WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO MY PRETTY MAID?WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO MY PRETTY MAID?Hush-a-byeHush-a-bye, baby, on the tree top,When the wind blows, the cradle will rock;When the bough bends, the cradle will fall,Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all.[Pg 99]Poor old Robinson Crusoes_i089_0s_i089_1OORold Robinson Crusoe! Poor old Robinson Crusoe!They made him a coatOf 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!Queen Anne, Queen AnneQueen Anne, Queen Anne, you sit in the sun,As fair as a lily, as white as a wandI send you three letters, and pray read one,You must read one, if you can't read all,So pray, Miss or Master, throw up the ball.[Pg 100]The Spider and the Fly"Will you walk into my parlour?" said the spider to the fly,—"'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy.The way into my parlour is up a winding stair;And I have many curious things to show you when you're there.""Oh no, no," said the little fly; "to ask me is in vain;For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."[Pg 101]"I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high;Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the spider to the fly."There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin;And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!""Oh no, no," said the little fly; "for I've often heard it said,They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!"Said the cunning spider to the fly—"Dear friend, what can I doTo prove the warm affection I've always felt for you?[Pg 102]I have within my pantry good store of all that's nice;I'm sure you're very welcome—will you please to take a slice?""Oh no, no," said the little fly, "kind sir, that cannot be;I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see.""Sweet creature," said the spider, "you're witty and you're wise;How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes!I have a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf,If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself."[Pg 103]"I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you're pleased to say,And bidding you good-morning now, I'll call another day."The spider turned him round about, and went into his den,For well he knew the silly fly would soon come back again;So he wove a subtle web in a little corner sly,And set his table ready, to dine upon the fly.Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing,—"Come hither, hither, pretty fly, with the pearl and silver wing;Your robes are green and purple—there's a crest upon your head!Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"[Pg 104]Alas! alas! how very soon this silly little fly,Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by.With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, her green and purple hue—Thinking only of her crested head—poor foolish thing! At last,Up jumped the cunning spider, and fiercely held her fast!He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,Within his little parlour—but she ne'er came out again!And now, dear little children, who may this story read,To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you, ne'er give heed;[Pg 105]Unto an evil counsellor close heart, and ear, and eye.And take a lesson from this tale of the Spider and the Fly.Rain, rain, go awayi091bAIN, rain, go away,Come again another day;Little Susy wants to play.As the daysAs the days grow longerThe storms grow stronger.[Pg 106]Bessy Bell and Mary GrayESSY BELLand Mary Gray,They were two bonny lasses:They built their house upon the lea,And covered it with rashes.Bessy kept the garden gate,And Mary kept the pantry:Bessy always had to wait,While Mary lived in plenty.Jack Sprat's pigJack 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.[Pg 107]Needles and PinsNeedles and pins, needles and pins,When a man marries his trouble begins.[Pg 108]The Song of Five Toes1. This little pig went to market;2. This little pig stayed at home,3. This little pig had roast beef;4. This little pig had none;5. This little pig said, wee, wee, wee!I can't find my way home.Apple-Pie AlphabetA was an apple-pie;B bit it;C cut it;D dealt it;E eat it;F fought for it;G got it;H had it;J joined it;K kept it;L longed for it;M mourned for it;N nodded at it;O opened it;P peeped in it;Q quartered it;R ran for it;S stole it;T took it;V viewed it;W wanted it;X, Y, and Z all wished a piece of it.[Pg 109]Bat, batAT, 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.[Pg 110]Old Mother Gooses_i095_0s_i095_1LDMother Goose, whenShe wanted to wanderWould ride through the airOn a very fine gander.Mother Goose had a house,'Twas built in a wood,Where an owl at the doorFor sentinel stood.She had a 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."[Pg 111]Jack's goose and her gander,Grew very fond;They'd both eat together,Or swim in one pond.Jack found one morning,As I have been told,His goose had laid himAn egg of pure gold.Jack ran to his mother,The news for to tell,She called him a good boy,And said it was well.Jack sold his gold eggTo a rogue of a Jew,Who cheated him out ofThe half of his due.[Pg 112]Then Jack went a courting,A lady so gay,As fair as the lily,And sweet as the May.The Jew and the SquireCame behind his back,And began to belabourThe sides of poor Jack,Then old Mother Goose,That instant came in,And turned her son JackInto famed Harlequin.She then with her wand,Touched the lady so fine,And turned her at onceInto sweet Columbine.[Pg 113]The gold egg into the seaWas thrown then,—When Jack jumped in,And got the egg back again.The Jew got the goose,Which he vowed he would kill,Resolving at onceHis pockets to fill.Jack's mother came in,And caught the goose soon,And mounting its back,Flew up to the moon.Apple-pie, pudding, and pancake,All begins with A.[Pg 114]Early to bedEarly to bed, and early to rise,Makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.When little Freds_i096_0s_i096_1s_i096_2HENlittle FredWas called to bed,He always acted right;He kissed Mamma,And then Papa,And wished them all good-night.He made no noise,Like naughty boysBut gently upstairsDirectly went,When he was sent,And always said his prayers.[Pg 115]Sing a Song of Sixpencei097aINGa song of sixpence,A pocket full of rye;Four and twenty blackbirdsBaked in a pie.i097bWhen the pie was opened,The birds began to sing;Was not that a dainty dish,To set before the king?[Pg 116]The king was in his counting-houseCounting out his money;The queen was in the parlourEating bread and honey;[Pg 117]The maid was in the gardenHanging out the clothes,Down came a blackbird,And snapped off her nose.[Pg 118]Old Mother HubbardLDMother Hubbard,She went to the cupboard,To give her poor dog a bone,But when she came thereThe cupboard was bare,And so the poor dog had none.She went to the baker'sTo buy him some bread,And when she came backThe poor dog was deadShe went to the joiner'sTo buy him a coffin,And when she came backThe poor dog was laughing.[Pg 119]She took a clean dishTo get him some tripe,And when she came backHe was smoking his pipe.She went to the ale-houseTo get him some beer,And when she came backThe dog sat in a chair.She went to the tavernFor white wine and red,And when she came backThe dog stood on his head.She went to the hatter'sTo buy him a hat,And when she came backHe was feeding the cat.[Pg 120]She went to the barber'sTo buy him a wig,And when she came backHe was dancing a jig.She went to the fruiterer'sTo buy him some fruit,And when she came backHe was playing the flute.She went to the tailor'sTo buy him a coat,And when she came backHe was riding a goat.She went to the cobbler'sTo buy him some shoes,And when she came backHe was reading the news.[Pg 121]She went to the sempstressTo buy him some linen,And when she came backThe dog was spinning.She went to the hosier'sTo buy him some hose,And when she came backHe was dressed in his clothes.The dame made a curtsey,The dog made a bow;The dame said, "Your servant,"The dog said, "Bow, wow!"See-saw, sacaradownSee-saw, sacaradown,Which is the way to London town?One foot up, the other down,This is the way to London town.[Pg 122]To marketi101aOmarket,to market,to buy a plum bun,Home again, home again,market is done.
i058For every evil under the sunFor every evil under the sun,There is a remedy, or there is none.If there be one, seek till you find it;If there be none, never mind it.[Pg 59]i059Where Have You Been All The Day?"Where have you been all the day,My boy Tammy?""I've been all the day,Courting of a lady gay:But oh! she's too youngTo be taken from her mammy."[Pg 60]"What Work can she do,My boy Tammy?Can she bake and can she brew,My boy Tammy?""She can brew and she can bake,And she can make our wedding cake;But oh! she's too youngTo be taken from her mammy.""What age may she be?What age may she be?My boy Tammy?""Twice two, twice seven,Twice ten, twice eleven:But oh! she's too youngTo be taken from her mammy."[Pg 61]s_i060_0s_i060_1s_i060_2Girls and boys, come out to playGirls and boys, come out to play,The moon doth shine as bright as day;Leave your supper, and leave your sleep,And come with your playfellows into the street.Come with a whoop, come with a call,Come with a good will or not at all.Up the ladder and down the wall,A halfpenny roll will serve us all.You find milk, and I'll find flour,And we'll have a pudding in half-an-hour.[Pg 62]A man of words and not of deedss_i061_0s_i061_1MANof 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.[Pg 63]Come, let's to bedi062aOME, 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.If I'd as much money as I could spendi062bFI'd as much money as I could spend,I never would cry old chairs to mend;Old chairs to mend, old chairs to mend;I never would cry old chairs to mend.If I'd as much money as I could tell,I never would cry old clothes to sell;Old clothes to sell, old clothes to sell;I never would cry old clothes to sell.[Pg 64]Little Bo-peepi063aITTLE BO-PEEPhas lost her sheep,And cannot tell where to find them;Leave them alone, and they'll come home,And bring their tails behind them.Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep,And dreamt she heard them bleating;But when she awoke, she found it a joke,For still they were all fleeting.Then up she took her little crook,Determined for to find them,She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,For they'd left all their tails behind 'em.i063bA, B, C, tumble down D,The cat's in the cupboard, and can't see me.[Pg 65]Little Bo-peepLittle Bo-peep[Pg 67]The Toad and Frogs_i065_0s_i065_1ROAK!"said the Toad, "I'm hungry, I think,To-day I've had nothing to eat or to drink;I'll crawl to a garden and jump through the pales,And there I'll dine nicely on slugs and on snails.""Ho, ho!" quoth the Frog, "is that what you mean?Then I'll hop away to the next meadow stream,There I will drink, and eat worms and slugs too,And then I shall have a good dinner like you."i063bThere was an old woman lived under a hill,And if she's not gone, she lives there still.[Pg 68]When a Twister a twistings_i066_0s_i066_1s_i066_2HENa Twister a twisting, will twist him a twist;For the twisting of his twist, he three times doth intwist;But if one of the twines of the twist do untwist,The twine that untwisteth, untwisteth the twist.Untwirling the twine that untwisteth between,He twirls, with the twister, the two in a twine;Then twice having twisted the twines of the twine,He twisteth the twine he had twined in twain.[Pg 69]The twain that, in twining, before in the twine,As twines were intwisted; he now doth untwine:'Twixt the twain inter-twisting a twine more between,He, twirling his twister, makes a twist of the twine.Little Tom Tuckers_i067_0s_i067_1ITTLE TOM TUCKERSings for his supper;What shall he eat?White bread and butter.How shall he cut itWithout e'er a knife?How will he be marriedWithout e'er a wife?[Pg 70]Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Crosss_i068_0s_i068_1s_i068_2IDEa cock-horse to Banbury Cross,To see a fine lady upon a white horse,Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes,She shall make music wherever she goes.There were two blackbirdsThere were two blackbirdsSitting on a hill,The one named Jack,The other named Jill;Fly away, Jack!Fly away, Jill!Come again, Jack!Come again, Jill![Pg 71]Hark, hark, the dogs do barki069aARK, hark,The dogs do bark,Beggars are coming to town:Some in jags,Some in rags,And some in velvet gowns.i069bSee, see! what shall I see?A horse's head where his tail should be.[Pg 72]Over the water, and over the leas_i070_0s_i070_1VERthe water, and over the lea,And over the water to Charley,Charley loves good ale and wine,And Charley loves good brandy,And Charley loves a pretty girl,As sweet as sugar-candy.Over the water, and over the sea,And over the water to Charley,I'll have none of your nasty beef,Nor I'll have none of your barley;But I'll have some of your very best flour;To make a white cake for my Charley.Tom, Tom, the piper's sonTom, Tom, the piper's son,Stole a pig, and away he run!The pig was eat, and Tom was beat,And Tom went roaring down the street.[Pg 73]i071"Stole a pig and away he run."[Pg 75][Pg 74]Daffy-Down-Dillyi072AFFY-DOWN-DILLYhas come up to town,In a yellow petticoat, and a green gown.A little cock sparrowA little cock sparrow sat on a green tree,And he cherruped, he cherruped, so merry was he;A little cock sparrow sat on a green tree,And he cherruped, he cherruped, so merry was he.A naughty boy came with his wee bow and arrow,Determined to shoot this little cock sparrow,[Pg 76]A naughty boy came with his wee bow and arrowDetermined to shoot this little cock sparrow."This little cock sparrow shall make me a stew,And his giblets shall make me a little pie too.""Oh, no!" said the sparrow, "Iwon'tmake a stew."So he flapped his wings and away he flew!Charley, Charleyi073HARLEYCharley, stole the barleyOut of the baker's shop;The baker came out, and gave him a clout,And made poor Charley hop.[Pg 77]There was an old woman, and what do you think?There was an old woman, and what do you think?She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink:i074Victuals and drink were the chief of her diet;Yet this little old woman could never keep quiet.[Pg 78]She went to the baker, to buy her some bread,And when she came home her old husband was dead;She went to the clerk to toll the bell,And when she came back her old husband was well.Up hill and down daleUp hill and down dale;Butter is made in every vale;And if that Nancy CookIs a good girl,She shall have a spouse,And make butter anon,Before her old grandmotherGrows a young man.[Pg 79]A swarm of beesi075SWARMof bees in MayIs worth a load of hay;A swarm of bees in JuneIs worth a silver spoon;A swarm of bees in JulyIs not worth a fly.A was an archerA was an archer, and shot at a frog,B was a butcher, and had a great dog.C was a captain, all covered with lace,D was a drunkard, and had a red face.E was an esquire, with pride on his brow,F was a farmer, and followed the plough.G was a gamester, who had but ill luck,H was a hunter, and hunted a buck.[Pg 80]I was an innkeeper, who loved to bouse,J was a joiner, and built up a house.K was King William, once governed this land,L was a lady, who had a white hand.M was a miser, and hoarded up gold,N was a nobleman, gallant and bold.O was an oyster wench, and went about town,P was a parson, and wore a black gown.Q was a queen, who was fond of good flip,R was a robber, and wanted a whip.S was a sailor, and spent all he got,T was a tinker, and mended a pot.U was an usurer, a miserable elf,V was a vintner, who drank all himself.W was a watchman, and guarded the door,X was expensive, and so became poor.Y was a youth, that did not love school,Z was a zany, a poor harmless fool.[Pg 81]A to Z.A to Z.[Pg 83]Pease-porridge hotPease-porridge hot, pease-porridge cold,Pease-porridge in the pot, nine days old.Some like it hot, some like it cold,Some like it in the pot, nine days old.Merry are the bellsi077ERRYare the bells, and merry would they ring,Merry was myself, and merry could I sing;With a merry ding-dong, happy, gay, and free,And a merry sing-song, happy let us be!Waddle goes your gait, and hollow are your hose,Noddle goes your pate, and purple is your nose;[Pg 84]Merry is your sing-song, happy, gay, and free,With a merry ding-dong, happy let us be!Merry have we met, and merry have we been,Merry let us part, and merry meet again;With our merry sing-song, happy, gay, and free,And a merry ding-dong, happy let us be!Ride AwayRide away, ride away, Johnny shall ride,And he shall have pussy-cat tied to one side;And he shall have little dog tied to the other;And Johnny shall ride to see his grandmother.[Pg 85]i078I'LL TELL YOU A STORYI'll tell you a storyAbout Jack a Nory,—And now my story's begun:I'll tell you anotherAbout Jack his brother,—And now my story's done.[Pg 86]Solomon Grundys_i079_0s_i079_1OLOMON GRUNDY,Born on a Monday,Christened on Tuesday,Married on Wednesday,Took ill on Thursday,Worse on Friday,Died on Saturday,Buried on Sunday:This is the endOf Solomon Grundy.Hey! diddle, diddlei079bHey! diddle, diddle,The cat and the fiddle,i079cThe cow jumped over the moon;[Pg 87]i080aThe little dog laughedTo see such sport,i080bAnd the dish ran awaywith the spoon.i080cBaa Baa Black SheepBaa, baa, black sheep,Have you any wool?Yes, little master,Three bags full[Pg 88]One for my master,And one for my dame,And one for the little boyWho lives in our lane.There was an old woman tossed up in a baskets_i081_0s_i081_1HEREwas an old woman tossed up in a basketSeventy times as high as the moon;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,"Where are you going to up so high?""To brush the cobwebs off the sky!""Shall I go with thee?" "Aye, by-and-by."[Pg 89]i082"O whither, o whither, o whither, so high?"[Pg 91][Pg 90]Taffy was a Welshmani083aTaffy; was a Welshman,Taffy was a thief;Taffy came to my houseand stole a piece of beef;I went to Taffy's house,Taffy was not at home;Taffy came to my houseand stole a marrow bone.i083bI went to Taffy's house,Taffy was not in;Taffy came to my houseand stole a silver pin;I went to Taffy's house,Taffy was in bed,I took the marrow boneand flung it at his head.[Pg 92]This is the way the ladies rides_i084_0s_i084_1s_i084_2HISis the way the ladies ride;Tri, tre, tre, tree,Tri, tre, tre, tree!This is the way the ladies ride,Tri, tre, tre, tre, tri-tre-tre-tree!This is the way the gentlemen ride;Gallop-a-trot,Gallop-a-trot!This is the way the gentlemen ride,Gallop-a-gallop-a-trot!This is the way the farmers ride;Hobbledy-hoy,Hobbledy-hoy!This is the way the farmers ride,Hobbledy hobbledy-hoy![Pg 93]Jack and Jills_i085_0s_i085_1s_i085_2ACKand Jill went up the hill,To fetch a pail of water;Jack fell down, and broke his crown,And Jill came tumbling after.i085[Pg 94]Master I have, and I am his mani086aASTERI have, and I am his man,Gallop a dreary dun;Master I have, and I am his man,And I'll get a wife as fast as I can;With a heighty gaily gamberally,Higgledy piggledy, niggledy, niggledy,Gallop a dreary dun.Little Bob SnooksLittle Bob Snooks was fond of his books,And loved by his usher and master:But naughty Jack Spry, he got a black eye,And carries his nose in a plaster.i086b[Pg 95]There was a man, and he had naughtThere was a man, and he had naught,And robbers came to rob him;He crept up to the chimney pot,And then they thought they had him.i087But he got down on t'other side,And then they could not find him;He ran fourteen miles in fifteen days,And never looked behind him.[Pg 96]Where are you going"Where are you going, my pretty maid?""I'm going a-milking, sir," she said."May I go with you, my pretty maid?""You're kindly welcome, sir," she said."What is your father, my pretty maid?""My father's a farmer, sir," she said."What is your fortune, my pretty maid?""My face is my fortune, sir," she said."Then I can't marry you, my pretty maid!""Nobody asked you, sir!" she said.WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO MY PRETTY MAID?WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO MY PRETTY MAID?Hush-a-byeHush-a-bye, baby, on the tree top,When the wind blows, the cradle will rock;When the bough bends, the cradle will fall,Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all.[Pg 99]Poor old Robinson Crusoes_i089_0s_i089_1OORold Robinson Crusoe! Poor old Robinson Crusoe!They made him a coatOf 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!Queen Anne, Queen AnneQueen Anne, Queen Anne, you sit in the sun,As fair as a lily, as white as a wandI send you three letters, and pray read one,You must read one, if you can't read all,So pray, Miss or Master, throw up the ball.[Pg 100]The Spider and the Fly"Will you walk into my parlour?" said the spider to the fly,—"'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy.The way into my parlour is up a winding stair;And I have many curious things to show you when you're there.""Oh no, no," said the little fly; "to ask me is in vain;For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."[Pg 101]"I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high;Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the spider to the fly."There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin;And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!""Oh no, no," said the little fly; "for I've often heard it said,They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!"Said the cunning spider to the fly—"Dear friend, what can I doTo prove the warm affection I've always felt for you?[Pg 102]I have within my pantry good store of all that's nice;I'm sure you're very welcome—will you please to take a slice?""Oh no, no," said the little fly, "kind sir, that cannot be;I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see.""Sweet creature," said the spider, "you're witty and you're wise;How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes!I have a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf,If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself."[Pg 103]"I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you're pleased to say,And bidding you good-morning now, I'll call another day."The spider turned him round about, and went into his den,For well he knew the silly fly would soon come back again;So he wove a subtle web in a little corner sly,And set his table ready, to dine upon the fly.Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing,—"Come hither, hither, pretty fly, with the pearl and silver wing;Your robes are green and purple—there's a crest upon your head!Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"[Pg 104]Alas! alas! how very soon this silly little fly,Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by.With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, her green and purple hue—Thinking only of her crested head—poor foolish thing! At last,Up jumped the cunning spider, and fiercely held her fast!He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,Within his little parlour—but she ne'er came out again!And now, dear little children, who may this story read,To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you, ne'er give heed;[Pg 105]Unto an evil counsellor close heart, and ear, and eye.And take a lesson from this tale of the Spider and the Fly.Rain, rain, go awayi091bAIN, rain, go away,Come again another day;Little Susy wants to play.As the daysAs the days grow longerThe storms grow stronger.[Pg 106]Bessy Bell and Mary GrayESSY BELLand Mary Gray,They were two bonny lasses:They built their house upon the lea,And covered it with rashes.Bessy kept the garden gate,And Mary kept the pantry:Bessy always had to wait,While Mary lived in plenty.Jack Sprat's pigJack 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.[Pg 107]Needles and PinsNeedles and pins, needles and pins,When a man marries his trouble begins.[Pg 108]The Song of Five Toes1. This little pig went to market;2. This little pig stayed at home,3. This little pig had roast beef;4. This little pig had none;5. This little pig said, wee, wee, wee!I can't find my way home.Apple-Pie AlphabetA was an apple-pie;B bit it;C cut it;D dealt it;E eat it;F fought for it;G got it;H had it;J joined it;K kept it;L longed for it;M mourned for it;N nodded at it;O opened it;P peeped in it;Q quartered it;R ran for it;S stole it;T took it;V viewed it;W wanted it;X, Y, and Z all wished a piece of it.[Pg 109]Bat, batAT, 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.[Pg 110]Old Mother Gooses_i095_0s_i095_1LDMother Goose, whenShe wanted to wanderWould ride through the airOn a very fine gander.Mother Goose had a house,'Twas built in a wood,Where an owl at the doorFor sentinel stood.She had a 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."[Pg 111]Jack's goose and her gander,Grew very fond;They'd both eat together,Or swim in one pond.Jack found one morning,As I have been told,His goose had laid himAn egg of pure gold.Jack ran to his mother,The news for to tell,She called him a good boy,And said it was well.Jack sold his gold eggTo a rogue of a Jew,Who cheated him out ofThe half of his due.[Pg 112]Then Jack went a courting,A lady so gay,As fair as the lily,And sweet as the May.The Jew and the SquireCame behind his back,And began to belabourThe sides of poor Jack,Then old Mother Goose,That instant came in,And turned her son JackInto famed Harlequin.She then with her wand,Touched the lady so fine,And turned her at onceInto sweet Columbine.[Pg 113]The gold egg into the seaWas thrown then,—When Jack jumped in,And got the egg back again.The Jew got the goose,Which he vowed he would kill,Resolving at onceHis pockets to fill.Jack's mother came in,And caught the goose soon,And mounting its back,Flew up to the moon.Apple-pie, pudding, and pancake,All begins with A.[Pg 114]Early to bedEarly to bed, and early to rise,Makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.When little Freds_i096_0s_i096_1s_i096_2HENlittle FredWas called to bed,He always acted right;He kissed Mamma,And then Papa,And wished them all good-night.He made no noise,Like naughty boysBut gently upstairsDirectly went,When he was sent,And always said his prayers.[Pg 115]Sing a Song of Sixpencei097aINGa song of sixpence,A pocket full of rye;Four and twenty blackbirdsBaked in a pie.i097bWhen the pie was opened,The birds began to sing;Was not that a dainty dish,To set before the king?[Pg 116]The king was in his counting-houseCounting out his money;The queen was in the parlourEating bread and honey;[Pg 117]The maid was in the gardenHanging out the clothes,Down came a blackbird,And snapped off her nose.[Pg 118]Old Mother HubbardLDMother Hubbard,She went to the cupboard,To give her poor dog a bone,But when she came thereThe cupboard was bare,And so the poor dog had none.She went to the baker'sTo buy him some bread,And when she came backThe poor dog was deadShe went to the joiner'sTo buy him a coffin,And when she came backThe poor dog was laughing.[Pg 119]She took a clean dishTo get him some tripe,And when she came backHe was smoking his pipe.She went to the ale-houseTo get him some beer,And when she came backThe dog sat in a chair.She went to the tavernFor white wine and red,And when she came backThe dog stood on his head.She went to the hatter'sTo buy him a hat,And when she came backHe was feeding the cat.[Pg 120]She went to the barber'sTo buy him a wig,And when she came backHe was dancing a jig.She went to the fruiterer'sTo buy him some fruit,And when she came backHe was playing the flute.She went to the tailor'sTo buy him a coat,And when she came backHe was riding a goat.She went to the cobbler'sTo buy him some shoes,And when she came backHe was reading the news.[Pg 121]She went to the sempstressTo buy him some linen,And when she came backThe dog was spinning.She went to the hosier'sTo buy him some hose,And when she came backHe was dressed in his clothes.The dame made a curtsey,The dog made a bow;The dame said, "Your servant,"The dog said, "Bow, wow!"See-saw, sacaradownSee-saw, sacaradown,Which is the way to London town?One foot up, the other down,This is the way to London town.[Pg 122]To marketi101aOmarket,to market,to buy a plum bun,Home again, home again,market is done.
i058
For every evil under the sun
For every evil under the sun,There is a remedy, or there is none.If there be one, seek till you find it;If there be none, never mind it.
[Pg 59]
i059
Where Have You Been All The Day?
"Where have you been all the day,My boy Tammy?""I've been all the day,Courting of a lady gay:But oh! she's too youngTo be taken from her mammy."[Pg 60]"What Work can she do,My boy Tammy?Can she bake and can she brew,My boy Tammy?""She can brew and she can bake,And she can make our wedding cake;But oh! she's too youngTo be taken from her mammy.""What age may she be?What age may she be?My boy Tammy?""Twice two, twice seven,Twice ten, twice eleven:But oh! she's too youngTo be taken from her mammy."
[Pg 61]
Girls and boys, come out to play
Girls and boys, come out to play,The moon doth shine as bright as day;Leave your supper, and leave your sleep,And come with your playfellows into the street.Come with a whoop, come with a call,Come with a good will or not at all.Up the ladder and down the wall,A halfpenny roll will serve us all.You find milk, and I'll find flour,And we'll have a pudding in half-an-hour.
[Pg 62]
A man of words and not of deeds
MANof 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.
[Pg 63]
Come, let's to bed
OME, 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.
If I'd as much money as I could spend
FI'd as much money as I could spend,I never would cry old chairs to mend;Old chairs to mend, old chairs to mend;I never would cry old chairs to mend.If I'd as much money as I could tell,I never would cry old clothes to sell;Old clothes to sell, old clothes to sell;I never would cry old clothes to sell.
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Little Bo-peep
ITTLE BO-PEEPhas lost her sheep,And cannot tell where to find them;Leave them alone, and they'll come home,And bring their tails behind them.Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep,And dreamt she heard them bleating;But when she awoke, she found it a joke,For still they were all fleeting.Then up she took her little crook,Determined for to find them,She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,For they'd left all their tails behind 'em.
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A, B, C, tumble down D,The cat's in the cupboard, and can't see me.
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Little Bo-peep
Little Bo-peep
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The Toad and Frog
ROAK!"said the Toad, "I'm hungry, I think,To-day I've had nothing to eat or to drink;I'll crawl to a garden and jump through the pales,And there I'll dine nicely on slugs and on snails.""Ho, ho!" quoth the Frog, "is that what you mean?Then I'll hop away to the next meadow stream,There I will drink, and eat worms and slugs too,And then I shall have a good dinner like you."
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There was an old woman lived under a hill,And if she's not gone, she lives there still.
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When a Twister a twisting
HENa Twister a twisting, will twist him a twist;For the twisting of his twist, he three times doth intwist;But if one of the twines of the twist do untwist,The twine that untwisteth, untwisteth the twist.Untwirling the twine that untwisteth between,He twirls, with the twister, the two in a twine;Then twice having twisted the twines of the twine,He twisteth the twine he had twined in twain.[Pg 69]The twain that, in twining, before in the twine,As twines were intwisted; he now doth untwine:'Twixt the twain inter-twisting a twine more between,He, twirling his twister, makes a twist of the twine.
Little Tom Tucker
ITTLE TOM TUCKERSings for his supper;What shall he eat?White bread and butter.How shall he cut itWithout e'er a knife?How will he be marriedWithout e'er a wife?
[Pg 70]
Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross
IDEa cock-horse to Banbury Cross,To see a fine lady upon a white horse,Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes,She shall make music wherever she goes.
There were two blackbirds
There were two blackbirdsSitting on a hill,The one named Jack,The other named Jill;Fly away, Jack!Fly away, Jill!Come again, Jack!Come again, Jill!
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Hark, hark, the dogs do bark
ARK, hark,The dogs do bark,Beggars are coming to town:Some in jags,Some in rags,And some in velvet gowns.
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See, see! what shall I see?A horse's head where his tail should be.
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Over the water, and over the lea
VERthe water, and over the lea,And over the water to Charley,Charley loves good ale and wine,And Charley loves good brandy,And Charley loves a pretty girl,As sweet as sugar-candy.Over the water, and over the sea,And over the water to Charley,I'll have none of your nasty beef,Nor I'll have none of your barley;But I'll have some of your very best flour;To make a white cake for my Charley.
Tom, Tom, the piper's son
Tom, Tom, the piper's son,Stole a pig, and away he run!The pig was eat, and Tom was beat,And Tom went roaring down the street.
[Pg 73]
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"Stole a pig and away he run."
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Daffy-Down-Dilly
AFFY-DOWN-DILLYhas come up to town,In a yellow petticoat, and a green gown.
A little cock sparrow
A little cock sparrow sat on a green tree,And he cherruped, he cherruped, so merry was he;A little cock sparrow sat on a green tree,And he cherruped, he cherruped, so merry was he.A naughty boy came with his wee bow and arrow,Determined to shoot this little cock sparrow,[Pg 76]A naughty boy came with his wee bow and arrowDetermined to shoot this little cock sparrow."This little cock sparrow shall make me a stew,And his giblets shall make me a little pie too.""Oh, no!" said the sparrow, "Iwon'tmake a stew."So he flapped his wings and away he flew!
Charley, Charley
HARLEYCharley, stole the barleyOut of the baker's shop;The baker came out, and gave him a clout,And made poor Charley hop.
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There was an old woman, and what do you think?
There was an old woman, and what do you think?She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink:
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Victuals and drink were the chief of her diet;Yet this little old woman could never keep quiet.[Pg 78]She went to the baker, to buy her some bread,And when she came home her old husband was dead;She went to the clerk to toll the bell,And when she came back her old husband was well.
Up hill and down dale
Up hill and down dale;Butter is made in every vale;And if that Nancy CookIs a good girl,She shall have a spouse,And make butter anon,Before her old grandmotherGrows a young man.
[Pg 79]
A swarm of bees
SWARMof bees in MayIs worth a load of hay;A swarm of bees in JuneIs worth a silver spoon;A swarm of bees in JulyIs not worth a fly.
A was an archer
A was an archer, and shot at a frog,B was a butcher, and had a great dog.C was a captain, all covered with lace,D was a drunkard, and had a red face.E was an esquire, with pride on his brow,F was a farmer, and followed the plough.G was a gamester, who had but ill luck,H was a hunter, and hunted a buck.[Pg 80]I was an innkeeper, who loved to bouse,J was a joiner, and built up a house.K was King William, once governed this land,L was a lady, who had a white hand.M was a miser, and hoarded up gold,N was a nobleman, gallant and bold.O was an oyster wench, and went about town,P was a parson, and wore a black gown.Q was a queen, who was fond of good flip,R was a robber, and wanted a whip.S was a sailor, and spent all he got,T was a tinker, and mended a pot.U was an usurer, a miserable elf,V was a vintner, who drank all himself.W was a watchman, and guarded the door,X was expensive, and so became poor.Y was a youth, that did not love school,Z was a zany, a poor harmless fool.
[Pg 81]
A to Z.
A to Z.
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Pease-porridge hot
Pease-porridge hot, pease-porridge cold,Pease-porridge in the pot, nine days old.Some like it hot, some like it cold,Some like it in the pot, nine days old.
Merry are the bells
ERRYare the bells, and merry would they ring,Merry was myself, and merry could I sing;With a merry ding-dong, happy, gay, and free,And a merry sing-song, happy let us be!
Waddle goes your gait, and hollow are your hose,Noddle goes your pate, and purple is your nose;[Pg 84]Merry is your sing-song, happy, gay, and free,With a merry ding-dong, happy let us be!Merry have we met, and merry have we been,Merry let us part, and merry meet again;With our merry sing-song, happy, gay, and free,And a merry ding-dong, happy let us be!
Ride Away
Ride away, ride away, Johnny shall ride,And he shall have pussy-cat tied to one side;And he shall have little dog tied to the other;And Johnny shall ride to see his grandmother.
[Pg 85]
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I'LL TELL YOU A STORY
I'll tell you a storyAbout Jack a Nory,—And now my story's begun:I'll tell you anotherAbout Jack his brother,—And now my story's done.
[Pg 86]
Solomon Grundy
OLOMON GRUNDY,Born on a Monday,Christened on Tuesday,Married on Wednesday,Took ill on Thursday,Worse on Friday,Died on Saturday,Buried on Sunday:This is the endOf Solomon Grundy.
Hey! diddle, diddle
Hey! diddle, diddle,The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
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The little dog laughedTo see such sport,
And the dish ran awaywith the spoon.
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Baa Baa Black Sheep
Baa, baa, black sheep,Have you any wool?Yes, little master,Three bags full[Pg 88]One for my master,And one for my dame,And one for the little boyWho lives in our lane.
There was an old woman tossed up in a basket
HEREwas an old woman tossed up in a basketSeventy times as high as the moon;
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,"Where are you going to up so high?""To brush the cobwebs off the sky!""Shall I go with thee?" "Aye, by-and-by."
[Pg 89]
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"O whither, o whither, o whither, so high?"
[Pg 91]
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Taffy was a Welshman
Taffy; was a Welshman,Taffy was a thief;Taffy came to my houseand stole a piece of beef;I went to Taffy's house,Taffy was not at home;Taffy came to my houseand stole a marrow bone.
I went to Taffy's house,Taffy was not in;Taffy came to my houseand stole a silver pin;I went to Taffy's house,Taffy was in bed,I took the marrow boneand flung it at his head.
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This is the way the ladies ride
HISis the way the ladies ride;Tri, tre, tre, tree,Tri, tre, tre, tree!This is the way the ladies ride,Tri, tre, tre, tre, tri-tre-tre-tree!
This is the way the gentlemen ride;Gallop-a-trot,Gallop-a-trot!This is the way the gentlemen ride,Gallop-a-gallop-a-trot!This is the way the farmers ride;Hobbledy-hoy,Hobbledy-hoy!This is the way the farmers ride,Hobbledy hobbledy-hoy!
[Pg 93]
Jack and Jill
ACKand Jill went up the hill,To fetch a pail of water;
Jack fell down, and broke his crown,And Jill came tumbling after.
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Master I have, and I am his man
ASTERI have, and I am his man,Gallop a dreary dun;Master I have, and I am his man,And I'll get a wife as fast as I can;With a heighty gaily gamberally,Higgledy piggledy, niggledy, niggledy,Gallop a dreary dun.
Little Bob Snooks
Little Bob Snooks was fond of his books,And loved by his usher and master:But naughty Jack Spry, he got a black eye,And carries his nose in a plaster.
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There was a man, and he had naught
There was a man, and he had naught,And robbers came to rob him;He crept up to the chimney pot,And then they thought they had him.
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But he got down on t'other side,And then they could not find him;He ran fourteen miles in fifteen days,And never looked behind him.
[Pg 96]
Where are you going
"Where are you going, my pretty maid?""I'm going a-milking, sir," she said."May I go with you, my pretty maid?""You're kindly welcome, sir," she said."What is your father, my pretty maid?""My father's a farmer, sir," she said."What is your fortune, my pretty maid?""My face is my fortune, sir," she said."Then I can't marry you, my pretty maid!""Nobody asked you, sir!" she said.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO MY PRETTY MAID?
WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO MY PRETTY MAID?
Hush-a-bye
Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree top,When the wind blows, the cradle will rock;When the bough bends, the cradle will fall,Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all.
[Pg 99]
Poor old Robinson Crusoe
OORold Robinson Crusoe! Poor old Robinson Crusoe!They made him a coatOf 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!
Queen Anne, Queen Anne
Queen Anne, Queen Anne, you sit in the sun,As fair as a lily, as white as a wandI send you three letters, and pray read one,You must read one, if you can't read all,So pray, Miss or Master, throw up the ball.
[Pg 100]
The Spider and the Fly
"Will you walk into my parlour?" said the spider to the fly,—"'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy.The way into my parlour is up a winding stair;And I have many curious things to show you when you're there.""Oh no, no," said the little fly; "to ask me is in vain;For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."[Pg 101]"I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high;Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the spider to the fly."There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin;And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!""Oh no, no," said the little fly; "for I've often heard it said,They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!"Said the cunning spider to the fly—"Dear friend, what can I doTo prove the warm affection I've always felt for you?[Pg 102]I have within my pantry good store of all that's nice;I'm sure you're very welcome—will you please to take a slice?""Oh no, no," said the little fly, "kind sir, that cannot be;I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see.""Sweet creature," said the spider, "you're witty and you're wise;How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes!I have a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf,If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself."[Pg 103]"I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you're pleased to say,And bidding you good-morning now, I'll call another day."The spider turned him round about, and went into his den,For well he knew the silly fly would soon come back again;So he wove a subtle web in a little corner sly,And set his table ready, to dine upon the fly.Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing,—"Come hither, hither, pretty fly, with the pearl and silver wing;Your robes are green and purple—there's a crest upon your head!Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"[Pg 104]Alas! alas! how very soon this silly little fly,Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by.With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, her green and purple hue—Thinking only of her crested head—poor foolish thing! At last,Up jumped the cunning spider, and fiercely held her fast!He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,Within his little parlour—but she ne'er came out again!And now, dear little children, who may this story read,To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you, ne'er give heed;[Pg 105]Unto an evil counsellor close heart, and ear, and eye.And take a lesson from this tale of the Spider and the Fly.
Rain, rain, go away
AIN, rain, go away,Come again another day;Little Susy wants to play.
As the days
As the days grow longerThe storms grow stronger.
[Pg 106]
Bessy Bell and Mary Gray
ESSY BELLand Mary Gray,They were two bonny lasses:They built their house upon the lea,And covered it with rashes.Bessy kept the garden gate,And Mary kept the pantry:Bessy always had to wait,While Mary lived in plenty.
Jack Sprat's pig
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.
[Pg 107]
Needles and Pins
Needles and pins, needles and pins,
When a man marries his trouble begins.
[Pg 108]
The Song of Five Toes
1. This little pig went to market;2. This little pig stayed at home,3. This little pig had roast beef;4. This little pig had none;5. This little pig said, wee, wee, wee!I can't find my way home.
Apple-Pie Alphabet
A was an apple-pie;B bit it;C cut it;D dealt it;E eat it;F fought for it;G got it;H had it;J joined it;K kept it;L longed for it;M mourned for it;N nodded at it;O opened it;P peeped in it;Q quartered it;R ran for it;S stole it;T took it;V viewed it;W wanted it;X, Y, and Z all wished a piece of it.
[Pg 109]
Bat, bat
AT, 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.
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Old Mother Goose
LDMother Goose, whenShe wanted to wanderWould ride through the airOn a very fine gander.Mother Goose had a house,'Twas built in a wood,Where an owl at the doorFor sentinel stood.She had a 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."[Pg 111]Jack's goose and her gander,Grew very fond;They'd both eat together,Or swim in one pond.Jack found one morning,As I have been told,His goose had laid himAn egg of pure gold.Jack ran to his mother,The news for to tell,She called him a good boy,And said it was well.Jack sold his gold eggTo a rogue of a Jew,Who cheated him out ofThe half of his due.[Pg 112]Then Jack went a courting,A lady so gay,As fair as the lily,And sweet as the May.The Jew and the SquireCame behind his back,And began to belabourThe sides of poor Jack,Then old Mother Goose,That instant came in,And turned her son JackInto famed Harlequin.She then with her wand,Touched the lady so fine,And turned her at onceInto sweet Columbine.[Pg 113]The gold egg into the seaWas thrown then,—When Jack jumped in,And got the egg back again.The Jew got the goose,Which he vowed he would kill,Resolving at onceHis pockets to fill.Jack's mother came in,And caught the goose soon,And mounting its back,Flew up to the moon.
Apple-pie, pudding, and pancake,All begins with A.
[Pg 114]
Early to bed
Early to bed, and early to rise,Makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.
When little Fred
HENlittle Fred
Was called to bed,He always acted right;He kissed Mamma,And then Papa,And wished them all good-night.He made no noise,Like naughty boysBut gently upstairsDirectly went,When he was sent,And always said his prayers.
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Sing a Song of Sixpence
INGa song of sixpence,A pocket full of rye;Four and twenty blackbirdsBaked in a pie.
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When the pie was opened,The birds began to sing;Was not that a dainty dish,To set before the king?
[Pg 116]
The king was in his counting-houseCounting out his money;The queen was in the parlourEating bread and honey;
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The maid was in the gardenHanging out the clothes,Down came a blackbird,And snapped off her nose.
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Old Mother Hubbard
LDMother Hubbard,She went to the cupboard,To give her poor dog a bone,But when she came thereThe cupboard was bare,And so the poor dog had none.She went to the baker'sTo buy him some bread,And when she came backThe poor dog was deadShe went to the joiner'sTo buy him a coffin,And when she came backThe poor dog was laughing.[Pg 119]She took a clean dishTo get him some tripe,And when she came backHe was smoking his pipe.She went to the ale-houseTo get him some beer,And when she came backThe dog sat in a chair.She went to the tavernFor white wine and red,And when she came backThe dog stood on his head.She went to the hatter'sTo buy him a hat,And when she came backHe was feeding the cat.[Pg 120]She went to the barber'sTo buy him a wig,And when she came backHe was dancing a jig.She went to the fruiterer'sTo buy him some fruit,And when she came backHe was playing the flute.She went to the tailor'sTo buy him a coat,And when she came backHe was riding a goat.She went to the cobbler'sTo buy him some shoes,And when she came backHe was reading the news.[Pg 121]She went to the sempstressTo buy him some linen,And when she came backThe dog was spinning.She went to the hosier'sTo buy him some hose,And when she came backHe was dressed in his clothes.The dame made a curtsey,The dog made a bow;The dame said, "Your servant,"The dog said, "Bow, wow!"
See-saw, sacaradown
See-saw, sacaradown,Which is the way to London town?One foot up, the other down,This is the way to London town.
[Pg 122]
To market
Omarket,to market,to buy a plum bun,Home again, home again,market is done.