The big book of NURSERY RHYMES
To the Youngest Baby of All with the Love of the Compiler and the Artist.
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The big book of Nursery Rhymes
Edited by Walter Jerrold
Illustrated by Charles Robinson
Published by Blackie and Son, Ltd
London
INTRODUCTION
THE very title, Nursery Rhymes, which has come to be associated with a great body of familiar verse, is in itself sufficient indication of the manner in which that verse has been passed down from generation to generation. Who composed the little pieces it is, save in a few cases, impossible to say: some are certainly very old and were doubtless repeated thousands of times before their first appearance in print. References to certain favourites may be found in the pages of the dramatists of Elizabeth's time.
Attempts are sometimes made to read into these Rhymes a deeper significance than the obvious and simple one which has accounted for their enduring popularity in the Nursery, but this volume has no [4] concern with such profound interpretations, any more than have the little people who love the old jingles best.
The earliest known collection of Nursery Rhymes was published about 1760 by John Newbery, the first publisher who devoted his attention to very young readers. In his book, which included songs from the plays of Shakespeare, some of the Rhymes appeared with titles which sound strange to our ears; thus "Ding, Dong, Bell" was called "Plato's Song", while "There were Two Birds sat on a Stone" was "Aristotle's Song". To each Rhyme was appended a moral maxim, as for example, to "Is John Smith within?" is added "Knowledge is a treasure, but practice is the key to it". Most of the Rhymes in this little Newbery collection, amongst them "There was a little Man and he wooed a little Maid" and "The Wise Men of Gotham", are repeated in the present volume so far as may be in accordance with that early text. Others have been compared with early versions in chap-books issued late in the eighteenth century or early in the nineteenth.
Students divide our rhymes into narrative pieces, historical, folk-lore, game rhymes, counting-out rhymes, jingles, fragments, and so forth, but for the children for whom and by whom they are remembered, and for whose sake they are here collected and pictured anew, they are just—Nursery Rhymes.
CONTENTS
"Herebe! ginsthe!! bigbo !!! okofnur!!!! se!ryrh! ymes!"
THE QUEEN OF HEARTS
All on a summer's day;
And beat the Knave full sore.
brought back those tarts,
And vowed he'd steal no more.
SAINT SWITHIN'S DAY
For forty days it will remain;
St. Swithin's day, if thou be fair,
For forty days 't will rain no more.
DANCE TO YOUR DADDIE
My bonnie laddie,
Dance to your daddie, my bonnie lamb!
You shall get a fishie
On a little dishie,
You shall get a fishie when the boat comes hame!
My bonnie laddie,
Dance to your daddie, and to your mammie sing!
You shall get a coatie,
And a pair of breekies,
You shall get a coatie when the boat comes in!
THE MAN IN THE MOON
The man in the moon
Came tumbling down
And asked the way to Norwich;
He went by the south,
And burnt his mouth
With eating cold pease porridge.
SIMPLE SIMON
Going to the fair;
Says Simple Simon to the pie-man,
"Let me taste your ware."
"First give me a penny."
Says Simple Simon to the pie-man,
"I have not got any."
And thought he could not fail,
Because he had got a little salt
To put upon his tail.
That had got a little calf,
She threw him down upon the ground,
Which made the people laugh.
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For to catch a hare,
He rode a goat about the street,
But could not find one there.
Out of the mustard-pot,
He bit his tongue until he cried,
That was all the good he got.
For to catch a whale;
And all the water he had got
Was in his mother's pail.
Was built upon a bough;
A branch gave way, and Simon fell
Into a dirty slough.
But the wild duck flew away;
Says Simon, "I can't hit him,
Because he will not stay."
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ONCE Simon made a great Snowball,
And brought it in to roast;
He laid it down before the fire,
And soon the ball was lost.
Before the ice would bear;
Then he plunged in above his knees,
Which made poor Simon stare.
Grew upon a thistle;
He pricked his finger very much,
Which made poor Simon whistle.
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Because he had no soap:
Then, then, said to his mother,
"I'm a beauty now, I hope."
But soon it all ran through;
And now poor Simple Simon
Bids you all adieu.
TOAD AND FROG
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."
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."
LITTLE JACK HORNER
Sat in a corner
Eating of Christmas pie;
And pulled out a plum,
And cried "What a good boy was I!"
THE WOOING
Who wooed a little maid;
And he said: "Little maid, will you wed, wed, wed?
I have little more to say,
So will you ay or nay
For the least said is soonest mend-ed, ded, ded."
"Should I be your little bride,
Pray what must we have for to eat, eat, eat?
Will the flame that you're so rich in
Light a fire in the kitchen?
Or the little god of Love turn the spit, spit, spit?"
HANDY PANDY
Loves plum-cake and sugar-candy;
He bought some at a grocer's shop,
And out he came, hop, hop, hop.
THE KILKENNY CATS
Each thought there was one cat too many;
So they fought and they fit,
And they scratched and they bit,
Till, excepting their nails
And the tips of their tails,
Instead of two cats, there weren't any.
BLOW WIND BLOW
That the miller may grind his corn;
That the baker may take it, and into rolls make it,
And send us some hot in the morn.
ONE, TWO, THREE, AND FOUR LEGS
With one leg in his lap;
In comes four legs,
And runs away with one leg.
Catches up three legs,
Throws it after four legs,
And makes him bring back one leg.
BLUE BELL BOY
And called him Blue Bell;
Gave him a little work,
He did it very well.
To bring me a gold pin;
In coal-scuttle fell he,
Up to his little chin.
To pick a little sage;
He tumbled on his nose,
And fell into a rage.
To draw a little beer;
And quickly did return
To say there was none there.
COCK-A-DOODLE-DO
My dame has lost her shoe;
My master's lost his fiddle-stick,
And don't know what to do.
What is my dame to do?
Till master finds his fiddle-stick,
She'll dance without her shoe.
JOHN COOK'S GREY MARE
Her back stood up, and her bones they were bare; he, haw, hum!
And there his nag did kick and prank; he, haw, hum!
His mare fell down, and she made her will; he, haw, hum!
If you want any more you may sing it yourself; he, haw, hum!
BUZ AND HUM
Hum, quoth the bee,
Buz and hum they cry,
And so do we.
Thus, do you see?
He ate the dormouse,
Else it was he.
TOMMY TITTLEMOUSE
Lived in a little house;
He caught fishes
In other men's ditches.
A AND B AND SEE
The cat's in the cupboard and she can't see.
DOCTOR FOSTER
DOCTOR Foster went to Glo'ster,
In a shower of rain;
He stepped in a puddle right up to his middle,
And never went there again.
DAFFY DOWN DILLY
Daffy-down-dilly has come to town,
In a yellow petticoat, and a green gown.
QUEEN ANNE
you sit in the sun,
As fair as a lily,
as white as a wand.
I 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.
HO MY KITTEN
HO my kitten, a kitten,
And ho! my kitten, my deary!
Such a sweet pet as this
Was neither far nor neary.
Here we go down, down, down;
Here we go backwards and forwards,
And here we go round, round, round.
LAVENDER BLUE
When I am king you shall be queen;
Call up my maids at four o'clock,
Some to the wheel and some to the rock,
Some to make hay and some to shear corn,
And you and I will keep ourselves warm.
THE QUARRELSOME KITTENS
They began to quarrel and they began to fight;
One had a mouse and the other had none,
And that's the way the quarrel begun.
"You'll have that mouse? we'll see about that!"
"I will have that mouse," said the eldest son.
"You sha'n't have the mouse," said the little one.
When these two little kittens began to fight;
The old woman seized her sweeping broom,
And swept the two kittens right out of the room.
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And the two little kittens had nowhere to go;
So they laid them down on the mat at the door,
While the old woman finished sweeping the floor.
All wet with the snow, and as cold as ice,
For they found it was better, that stormy night,
To lie down and sleep than to quarrel and fight.
THE FLY AND THE HUMBLE-BEE
The fly shall marry the humble-bee;
The fly has married the humble-bee.
CAT AND DOG
How can she be fair?
In comes the little dog,
"Pussy, are you there?
Pray, how do you do?"
I'm very well just now."
BOBBY SHAFT
With silver buckles at his knee;
When he'll come home he'll marry me,
Pretty Bobby Shaft!
Combing down his yellow hair;
He's my love for evermore!
Pretty Bobby Shaft!
THE LITTLE CLOCK
In the schoolroom it stands,
And it points to the time
With its two little hands.
And may we, like the clock,
Keep a face clean and bright,
With hands ever ready
To do what is right.
LITTLE MAID
"Down in the forest to milk my cow."
"Shall I go with thee?" "No, not now;
When I send for thee, then come thou."
BAT, BAT
Come under my hat,
And I'll give you a slice of bacon;
I'll give you a cake,
If I am not mistaken.
CHRISTMAS
Please to put a penny in an old man's hat;
If you haven't got a penny, a ha'penny will do,
If you haven't got a ha'penny, God bless you.
PETER WHITE
And would you know the reason why?
He follows his nose where'er he goes,
And that stands all awry.
SLEEP BABY SLEEP
SLEEP, baby, sleep,
Our cottage vale is deep;
The little lamb is on the green,
With woolly fleece so soft and clean—
Sleep, baby, sleep!
Down where the woodbines creep;
Be always like the lamb so mild,
A kind, and sweet, and gentle child—
Sleep, baby, sleep!
UP PIPPEN HILL
Pippen Hill was dirty;
There I met a pretty miss,
And she dropped me a curtsey.
Blessings light upon you!
If I had half a crown a day,
I'd spend it all upon you.
A FALLING OUT
A LITTLE old man and I fell out;
How shall we bring this matter about?
Bring it about as well as you can;
Get you gone, you little old man.
TOM, THE PIPER'S SON
Stole a pig and away he run!
The pig was eat and Tom was beat,
And Tom went howling down the street.
PEG
Her father was a miller;
He tossed the dumpling at her head,
And said he could not kill her.
A DIFFICULT RHYME
The king he had a daughter fair,
And gave the Prince of Orange her.
THE OLD WOMAN TOSSED IN A BASKET
Seventeen times as high as the moon;
Where she was going I couldn't but ask it,
For in her hand she carried a broom.
"Where are you going to up so high?"
"To brush the cobwebs off the sky!"
"May I go with thee?" "Aye, by-and-by."
POOR OLD ROBINSON CRUSOE
Poor old Robinson Crusoe!
They made him a coat
Of an old nanny goat,
I wonder why they could do so!
With a ring a ting tang,
And a ring a ting tang,
Poor old Robinson Crusoe!
TWO LITTLE DOGS
Over a fender of coal-dust;
When one said to the other dog,
"If Pompey won't talk, why, I must."
SATURDAY, SUNDAY
Shall be all my care
To powder my locks
And curl my hair.
On Sunday morning
My love will come in,
When he will marry me
With a gold ring.
MERCHANTS OF LONDON
Silk in the collar, and gold in hem,
So merrily march the merchantmen.
THE OWL IN THE OAK
THERE was an owl lived in an oak,
Whiskey, whaskey, weedle;
And all the words he ever spoke
Were fiddle, faddle, feedle.
Whiskey, whaskey, weedle;
Says he, "I'll shoot you, silly bird,
So fiddle, faddle, feedle!"
GEORGY PORGY
Kissed the girls and made them cry.
When the boys came out to play,
Georgy Porgy ran away.
TO MARKET
To buy a fat pig;
Home again, home again,
Jiggety jig.
To buy a fat hog;
Home again, home again,
Jiggety jog.
THE LITTLE GUINEA-PIG
Who, being little, was not big;
He always walked upon his feet,
And never fasted when he eat.
He never at that place did stay;
And while he ran, as I am told,
He ne'er stood still for young or old.
And when he squeak'd he ne'er was silent:
Though ne'er instructed by a cat,
He knew a mouse was not a rat.
He took a whim, and fairly died;
And, as I'm told by men of sense,
He never has been living since.
A NICK AND A NOCK
A nick and a nock,
A hen and a cock,
And a penny for my master.
PANCAKE DAY
This is pancake day;
Toss the ball high,
Throw the ball low,
Those that come after
May sing heigh-ho!
HUSH-A-BYE BABY
On the tree top,
When the wind blows,
The cradle will rock;
The cradle will fall,
Down tumbles baby,
Cradle, and all.
IN MARBLE HALLS
Lined with a skin as soft as silk;
A golden apple doth appear;
Yet thieves break in and steal the gold.
JACK SPRAT'S PIG
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.
ROBIN-A-BOBIN
Bent his bow,
Shot at a pigeon,
And killed a crow.
BANDY-LEGS
I met a man with bandy legs;
Bandy legs and crooked toes,
I tripped up his heels, and he fell on his nose.
A APPLE PIE
A Apple Pie
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 for it.
O opened it.
P peeped in it.
Q quartered it.
R ran for it.
S stole for it.
T took it.
V viewed it.
W wanted it.
X Y and Z all wished a piece of it.
THE PUMPKIN EATER
Had a wife and couldn't keep her;
He put her in a pumpkin shell,
And there he kept her very well.
HUSH-A-BYE, BABY
Daddy is near;
Mamma is a lady,
And that's very clear.
BIRDS OF A FEATHER
And so will pigs and swine;
Rats and mice will have their choice,
And so will I have mine.
COCK-A-DOODLE-DO
I pray you, do not crow before day,
And your comb shall be made of the very beaten gold,
And your wings of the silver so gray.
HUSH, BABY, MY DOLLY
And I'll give you some bread and some milk by and by;
Or perhaps you like custard, or maybe a tart,
Then to either you're welcome, with all my heart.
I HAD A LITTLE PONY
His name was Dapple-Grey,
I lent him to a lady,
To ride a mile away.
She whipped him, she lashed him,
She rode him through the mire;
I would not lend my pony now
For all the lady's hire.
SNAIL
Or else I'll beat you as black as a coal.
Snail, snail, put out your horns,
Here comes a thief to pull down your walls.
MY LADY WIND
Went round about the house to find
A chink to get her foot in:
She tried the keyhole in the door,
She tried the crevice in the floor,
And drove the chimney soot in.
She blew up such a tiny spark,
That all the house was pothered:
From it she raised up such a flame,
As flamed away to Belting Lane,
And White Cross folks were smothered.
A whisper reaches itching ears,
The same will come, you'll find:
Take my advice, restrain the tongue,
Remember what old nurse has sung
Of busy lady Wind!
LITTLE JENNY WREN
AS little Jenny Wren
Was sitting by the shed,
She waggled with her tail,
And nodded with her head.
And nodded with her head,
As little Jenny Wren
Was sitting by the shed.
POOR ROBIN
And we shall have snow,
And what will poor Robin do then?
Poor thing!
And to keep himself warm
Will hide his head under his wing.
Poor thing!
PUSSY CAT
I've been up to London to look at the queen.
I frightened a little mouse under the chair.
DANCE, LITTLE BABY
Never mind, Baby, Mother is by;
Crow and caper, caper and crow,
There, little Baby, there you go;
Up to the ceiling, down to the ground,
Backwards and forwards, round and round;
Dance, little Baby, and Mother will sing,
With the merry coral, ding, ding, ding!
OF WASHING
And they that wash on Saturday, oh! they're sluts indeed.
DICKERY, DICKERY, DARE
The pig flew up in the air;
The man in brown soon brought him down,
Dickery, dickery, dare.
THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
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That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
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That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
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That kept the cock that crowed in the morn,
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
A FROG HE WOULD AWOOING GO
Heigho! says Rowley,
Whether his mother would let him or no.
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
Heigho! says Rowley,
And on the road he met with a rat.
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
Heigho! says Rowley,
"Kind Mistress Mousey for to see!"
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
Heigho! says Rowley,
They gave a loud knock, and they gave a loud call.
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
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Heigho! says Rowley;
"Oh, yes, kind sirs, I'm sitting to spin."
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
Heigho! says Rowley,
"For Froggy and I are fond of good cheer."
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
Heigho! says Rowley;
"But let it be something that's not very long."
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
Heigho! says Rowley,
"A cold has made me as hoarse as a hog."
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
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Heigho! says Rowley,
"I'll sing you a song that I have just made."
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
Heigho! says Rowley,
A cat with her kittens came tumbling in.
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
Heigho! says Rowley,
The kittens they pulled the little mouse down.
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
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Heigho! says Rowley;
He took up his hat and he wished them good-night.
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
Heigho! says Rowley,
A lily-white duck came and gobbled him up.
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
Heigho! says Rowley,
The Rat, the Mouse, and the little Frog-gee!
With a rowley powley, gammon and spinach,
Heigho! says Anthony Rowley.
THE MOUSE AND THE MILLER
Lived under a hill,
She put a mouse in a bag,
And sent it to mill;
The miller did swear
By the point of his knife,
He never took toll
Of a mouse in his life!
LITTLE BETTY BLUE
Lost her holiday shoe,
What shall little Betty do?
Buy her another
To match the other,
And then she'll walk upon two.
OF THE CUTTING OF NAILS
Cut them on Tuesday, you cut them for wealth;
Cut them on Wednesday, you cut them for news;
Cut them on Thursday, a pair of new shoes;
Cut them on Friday, you cut them for sorrow;
Cut them on Saturday, you'll see your true-love to-morrow;
Cut them on Sunday, and you will have ill fortune all through the week.
THE ORANGE STEALER
She stole oranges, I'm afraid;
Some in her pockets, some in her sleeve,
She stole oranges, I do believe.
I LOVE SIXPENCE
I LOVE sixpence, a jolly, jolly sixpence,
I love sixpence as my life;
I spent a penny of it, I spent a penny of it,
I took a penny home to my wife.
I love fourpence as my life;
I spent two pence of it, I spent two pence of it,
And I took two pence home to my wife.
I love nothing as my life;
I spent nothing of it, I spent nothing of it,
I took nothing home to my wife.
DIDDLEY-DIDDLEY-DUMPTY
The cat ran up the plum-tree,
Half a crown
To fetch her down,
Diddley-diddley-dumpty.
SAMMY SOAPSUDS
Went out to take a ride,
In looking over London Bridge,
He fell into the tide.
Their loving Sam to swim,
The tide soon got the mastery,
And made an end of him.
THE ROSE IS RED
The gilly flower sweet, and so are you.
For a pair of new gloves on Easter Day.
THE WIND
'Tis neither good for man nor beast;
When the wind is in the North,
The skilful fisher goes not forth;
When the wind is in the South,
It blows the bait in the fish's mouth;
When the wind is in the West,
Then 'tis at the very best.
A WARNING
The robin and the wren;
Ye'll never thrive again!
The martin and the swallow;
If ye touch one of their eggs,
Bad luck will surely follow.
FINGERS AND TOES
Has twenty nails upon each hand
Five and twenty on hands and feet.
All this is true, without deceit.
COCK-CROW
To tell us to rise,
And he who lies late
Will never be wise;
And early to rise,
Is the way to be healthy
And wealthy and wise.
MY MAID MARY
While I go a-hoeing and mowing each morn;
Gaily run the reel and the little spinning-wheel,
Whilst I am singing and mowing my corn.
ROBIN AND WREN
Fought about the parritch-pan;
And ere the Robin got a spoon,
The Wren had ate the parritch down.
BUY ME A MILKING-PAIL
Mother, mother."
"Betsy's gone a-milking,
Beautiful daughter."
Mother, mother."
"Where will your father lie,
Beautiful daughter?"
Mother, mother."
"Where will the boys lie,
Beautiful daughter?"
Mother, mother."
"Where will the pigs lie,
Beautiful daughter?"
Mother, mother.
Put them in the salting-tub,
Mother, mother."
HUMPTY-DUMPTY
Humpty-Dumpty had a great fall;
Cannot place Humpty-Dumpty as he was before.
WHAT ARE LITTLE BOYS MADE OF?
What are little boys made of?
Snips and snails, and puppy-dogs' tails;
That's what little boys are made of, made of.
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice, and all things nice,
That's what little girls are made of, made of.
THERE WAS A LITTLE MAN
And his bullets they were made of lead, lead, lead.
He shot Johnny Sprig through the middle of his wig,
And knocked it right off his head, head, head.
A MEDLEY
I burnt my fingers, I feel it yet;
The cock sparrow flew over the table,
The pot began to play with the ladle;
The ladle stood up like a naked man,
And vowed he'd fight the frying-pan;
The frying-pan behind the door
Said he never saw the like before;
And the kitchen clock I was going to wind
Said he never saw the like behind.
THE WISE MEN OF GOTHAM
They went to sea in a bowl;
And if the bowl had been stronger,
My song had been longer.
TO THE BIRDS
AWAY, birds, away!
Take a little, and leave a little,
And do not come again;
For if you do,
I will shoot you through,
And there is an end of you.
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.
TWO LITTLE BIRDS
Sat upon a hill,
The one named Jack,
The other named Jill.
Fly away, Jack!
Fly away, Jill!
Come again, Jack!
Come again, Jill!
THE LITTLE COCK SPARROW
And he chirruped, he chirruped, so merry was he;
A little Cock Sparrow sat on a green tree,
And he chirruped, he chirruped, so merry was he.
Determined to shoot this little Cock Sparrow;
A naughty boy came with his wee bow and arrow,
Determined to shoot this little Cock Sparrow.
And his giblets shall make me a little pie too."
"Oh, no!" said the sparrow, "I won't make a stew."
So he flapped his wings and away he flew!
DAME TROT
Dame Trot and her cat
Sat down for to chat;
The Dame sat on this
side.
And Puss sat on that.
"Can you catch a rat
Or a mouse in the dark?"
"Purr," says the cat.
IF
You'll neither laugh nor smile for a tickling of the knee.
HOW DO YOU DO?
Neighbour, how do you do?
Very well, I thank you.
How does Cousin Sue do?
She is very well,
And sends her love to you,
And so does Cousin Bell.
Ah! how, pray, does she do?
THERE WAS A LITTLE BOY
Lived in an alley;
Says the little boy to the little girl,
"Shall I, oh, shall I?"
"What shall we do?"
Says the little boy to the little girl,
"I will kiss you."
THE MAN IN THE WILDERNESS
How many strawberries grew in the sea?
I answered him, as I thought good,
As many as red herrings grew in the wood.
THOMAS A'TATTAMUS
To tie two tups to two tall trees,
To frighten the terrible Thomas A'Tattamus!
Tell me how many T's there are in all that.
LITTLE GIRL, LITTLE GIRL
Gathering roses to give to the Queen.
Little girl, little girl, what gave she you?
She gave me a diamond as big as my shoe.
OLD KING COLE
And he called for his bowl,[103]
And a very fine fiddle had he;
Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers.[105]
Oh, there's none so rare,
As can compare
With King Cole
And his fiddlers three!
LENGTHENING DAYS
The storms grow stronger
HARK, HARK! THE DOGS DO BARK
Beggars are coming to town;
Some in jags, and some in rags,
And some in velvet gown.
BESSY BELL AND MARY GRAY
They were two bonny lasses;
They built their house upon the lea,
And covered it with rashes.
And Mary kept the pantry:
Bessy always had to wait,
While Mary lived in plenty.
WEE WILLIE WINKIE
Up stairs and down stairs, in his nightgown,
Rapping at the window, crying through the lock:
"Are the children in their beds, for it's past eight o'clock."
BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP
Yes, marry, have I, three bags full:
One for my master, one for my dame,
But none for the little boy who cries in the lane.
EARLY RISING
Must rise at five;
He that hath thriven,
May lie till seven;
And he that by the plough would thrive,
Himself must either hold or drive.
THE TAILORS AND THE SNAIL
The best man amongst them durst not touch her tail;
She put out her horns like a little Kyloe cow,
Run, tailors, run, or she'll kill you all e'en now.
BUTTONS
Come, who will buy them of me?
They're round and sound and pretty,
And fit for the girls of the city.
Come, who will buy them of me,
Buttons, a farthing a pair?
SULKY SUE
What shall we do?
Turn her face to the wall
Till she comes to.
HECTOR PROTECTOR
Hector Protector was sent to the Queen.
The Queen did not like him, No more did the King;
So Hector Protector was sent back again.
JERRY AND JAMES AND JOHN
THERE was an old woman had three sons,
Jerry and James and John;
Jerry was hung, James was drowned,
John was lost, and never was found;
And there was an end of her three sons,
Jerry and James and John!
THE OLD WOMAN WHO LIVED IN A SHOE
She had so many children she didn't know what to do;
She gave them some broth without any bread,
Then whipped them all round, and sent them to bed.
NEEDLES AND PINS
When a man marries his trouble begins.
THE SONG OF MYSELF
And talked to myself,
Myself said unto me:
Look to thyself,
Take care of thyself,
For nobody cares for thee.
And said to myself,
In the self-same repartee:
Look to thyself,
Or not look to thyself,
The self-same thing will be.
TIT-TAT-TOE
My first go,
Three jolly butcher-boys
All of a row;
Stick one up,
Stick one down,
Stick one in the old man's crown.
THE WAY TO LONDON TOWN
SEE-SAW, sacaradown,
Which is the way to London town?
One foot up, the other foot down,
That is the way to London town.
CÆSAR'S SONG
Little Tom Tinker's dog,
Bow, wow, wow.
GREEN GRAVEL
And all the pretty maids are plain to be seen;
Wash them with milk, and clothe them with silk,
And write their names with a pen and ink.
WASH ME AND COMB ME
And lay me down softly,
And lay me on a bank to dry,
That I may look pretty,
When somebody comes by.
TEN FINGERS
Once I caught a fish alive,
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
But I let him go again.
Because he bit my finger so.
Which finger did he bite?
The little one upon the right.
THE CODLIN WOMAN
Who was not very young, nor yet very old,
Now this little woman her living got,
By selling codlins, hot, hot, hot!
OF PIGS
Or a pig without e'er a tail,
A sow pig, or a boar pig,
Or a pig with a curly tail.
GOOD KING ARTHUR
He was a goodly king;
He stole three pecks of barley-meal
To make a bag-pudding.[120]
And stuff'd it well with plums;
[121] And in it put great lumps of fat,
As big as my two thumbs.
And noble men beside;
And what they could not eat that night,
The queen next morning fried.
SOLOMON GRUNDY
SOLOMON 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 end
Of Solomon Grundy.
THREE BLIND MICE
They all ran after the farmer's wife,
She cut off their tails with a carving knife;
Did you ever see such a thing in your life
As three blind mice?
CROSS-PATCH
Sit by the fire and spin;
Take a cup, and drink it up,
Then call your neighbours in.
YANKEE DOODLE
Mounted on a pony;
He stuck a feather in his cap
And called it Maccaroni.
Yankee Doodle dandy,
He stuck a feather in his cap
And called it sugar-candy.
TWINKLE, TWINKLE, LITTLE STAR
TWINKLE, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Thanks you for your tiny spark:
How could he see where to go,
If you did not twinkle so?
Often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye
Till the sun is in the sky.
Lights the traveller in the dark!
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
BOYS AND GIRLS
The moon doth shine as bright as day;
Come with a good will or come not at all.
Come to your playfellows in the street.
A halfpenny loaf will serve us all;
And we'll have a pudding in half an hour.
SING IVY
Sing ivy, sing ivy;
My father he left me three acres of land,
Sing holly, go whistle, and ivy!
Sing ivy, sing ivy;
And sowed it all over with one peppercorn,
Sing holly, go whistle, and ivy!
Sing ivy, sing ivy;
And reaped it with my little pen-knife,
Sing holly, go whistle, and ivy!
PUSSYCAT MEW
And in her best petticoat burnt a great hole.
Until her best petticoat's mended with silk!
GOOSEY, GOOSEY, GANDER
Whither dost thou wander?
Up stairs and down stairs,
And in my lady's chamber.
That would not say his prayers;
I took him by the left leg,
And threw him down stairs.
THE MAN AND HIS CALF
And he had a calf,
And that's half;
He took him out of the stall,
And put him on the wall,
And that's all.
RIDE A COCK-HORSE
To Banbury Cross,
To see what Tommy can buy;
A penny white loaf,
A penny white cake,
And a twopenny apple-pie.
SEEKING A WIFE
And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon a shelf,
The rats and the mice did lead me such a life,
That I went up to London, to get myself a wife.
I could not get my wife home without a wheelbarrow,
The wheelbarrow broke, my wife got a fall,
Down tumbled wheelbarrow, little wife, and all.
DOCTOR FAUSTUS
He whipped his scholars now and then;
When he whipped them he made them dance
Out of Scotland into France,
Out of France into Spain,
And then he whipped them back again.
POLLY, PUT THE KETTLE ON
Polly, put the kettle on,
Polly, put the kettle on,
And we'll have tea.
Sukey, take it off again,
Sukey, take it off again,
They're all gone away.
THE BLACKSMITH
Can you shoe this horse of mine?
"Yes, good sir, that I can,
As well as any other man;
Here's a nail, and there's a prod,
And now, good sir, your horse is shod."
THE FOUNT OF LEARNING
H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q,
R, S, T, and U,
W, X, Y, and Z.
And here's the child's dad
Who is sagacious and discerning,
And knows this is the fount of all learning.
OF ARITHMETIC
Division is as bad;
The Rule of Three doth puzzle me,
And Practice drives me mad.
OVER THE WATER TO CHARLEY
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.
THREE JOLLY WELSHMEN
As I have heard say,
And they went a-hunting
Upon St. David's day.
And nothing could they find;[139]
But a ship a-sailing,
A-sailing with the wind.
The other he said "Nay";
The third he said it was a house,
With the chimney blown away.
And nothing could they find,
But the moon a-gliding,
A-gliding with the wind.
The other he said "Nay";
The third he said it was a cheese,
With half o' it cut away.
THE DAYS OF THE MONTH
April, June, and November;
February has twenty-eight alone,
All the rest have thirty-one,
Except in leap-year, when's the time
That February has twenty-nine.
A VARIED SONG
I'll sing you a song,
The days are long,
The woodcock and the sparrow;
The little dog he has burned his tail,
And he must be hanged to-morrow.
A DILLER, A DOLLAR.
A ten o'clock scholar;
What makes you come so soon?
You used to come at ten o'clock,
But now you come at noon.
A PIE SAT ON A PEAR-TREE
A pie sat on a pear-tree,
A pie sat on a pear-tree,
Heigh O, heigh O, heigh O!
Once so merrily hopped she,
Twice so merrily hopped she,
Thrice so merrily hopped she,
Heigh O, heigh O, heigh O!
THE GIRL IN THE LANE
Cried gobble, gobble, gobble;
Went hobble, hobble, hobble.
THREE MEN IN A TUB
Three men in a tub;
And who do you think they be?
The candlestick-maker;
Turn 'em out, knaves all three!
LITTLE MISS MUFFET
She sat on a tuffet,
Eating of curds and whey;
There came a big spider,
And sat down beside her,
And frightened Miss Muffet away.
THE BOY AND THE OWL
And lay down on some hay;
And the little boy ran away.
COCK ROBIN'S COURTING
At the break of day,
And went to Jenny's window
To sing a roundelay.
To the little Jenny Wren,
And when he got unto the end,
Then he began again.
FOR EVERY EVIL
There is a remedy, or there is none.
If there be one, seek till you find it;
If there be none, never mind it.
WHEN I WAS A LITTLE BOY
I washed my mammy's dishes,
I put my finger in my eye,
And pulled out golden fishes.
ANDREW
I met with a Westminster scholar;
He pulled off his cap, an' drew off his glove,
And wished me a very good morrow.
What is his name?
MARY'S CANARY
Feathers bright and yellow;
Slender legs—upon my word,
He was a pretty fellow.
The sweetest note he always sung,
Which much delighted Mary;
She often, where the cage was hung,
Sat hearing her canary.
THE CUCKOO
Come he will.
He sings all day.
He changes his tune.
He prepares to fly.
Go he must.
A SWARM OF BEES
Is worth a load of hay;
A swarm of bees in June
Is worth a silver spoon;
A swarm of bees in July
Is not worth a fly.
ROBIN AND RICHARD
They did not awake till the clock struck ten;
Oh! brother Richard, the sun's very high!
When they were wanted to make the new hay.
I will come after on little Jack nag.
THE DEATH AND BURIAL OF COCK ROBIN
'I' said the sparrow
"With my bow and arrow,
I killed Cock Robin."
'I' said the fly
"With my little eye,
I saw him die."
'I' said the fish
"With my little dish,
I caught his blood."
'I' said the beetle
"With my thread and needle,
I'll make his shroud."
'I' said the linnet
"Will come in a minute,
I'll bear the torch."
'I' said the lark
"I'll say Amen in the dark;
I'll be the clerk."
'I' said the owl
"With my spade and trowel,
I'll dig his grave."
'I' said the rook
"With my little book
I'll be the parson."
'I' said the dove
"I mourn for my love;
I'll be chief mourner."
'I' said the thrush
"As I sing in a bush,
I'll sing his dirge."
'I' said the kite
"If it be in the night,
I'll carry his coffin."
'I' said the bull
"Because I can pull,
I'll toll the bell."
Fell sighing and sobbing
When they heard the bell toll
For poor Cock Robin.
LADY-BIRD, LADY-BIRD
Your house is on fire, your children have gone,
All but one, that lies under a stone;
Fly thee home, Lady-Bird, ere it be gone.
THE LOVING BROTHERS
And you are fond of me;
Let us be kind to one another,
As brothers ought to be.
You shall learn to play with me,
And learn to use my toys;
And then I think that we shall be
Two happy little boys.
NOTHING-AT-ALL
Who rejoiced in a dwelling exceedingly small;
A man stretched his mouth to its utmost extent,
And down at one gulp house and old woman went.
FORTUNE-TELLING BY CHERRY-STONES
Three, I love, I say;
Four, I love with all my heart;
Five, I cast away;
Six, he loves; seven, she loves;
Eight, both love;
Nine, he comes; ten, he tarries;
Eleven, he courts; and twelve, he marries.
LITTLE BO-PEEP
Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,
And can't tell where to find them;
Let them alone, and they'll come home,
And bring their tails behind them.
Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,
And dreamt she heard them bleating;
And when she awoke, she found it a joke,
For still they were all fleeting.
[160]
Then up she took her little crook,
Determined for to find them;
For they'd left all their tails behind them.
Into a meadow hard by,
There she espied their tails side by side,
All hung on a tree to dry.
[162]
And went over hill and dale, oh;
And tried what she could, as a shepherdess should,
To tack to each sheep its tail, oh!
TO BED!
COME let's to bed,
Says Sleepy-head;
Sit up a while, says Slow;
Put on the pan, says Greedy Nan,
Let's sup before we go.
OF GOING TO BED
A golden purse;
A golden pheasant;
A golden bird.
GRACE BEFORE MEAT
Heaving up my either hand:
Cold as paddocks though they be,
Here I lift them up to Thee,
For a benison to fall
On our meat and on us all!
THERE WAS A BUTCHER
When it did bleed, then blood did come.
When he them stript, he did them handle.
When they were mended, they were done.
When he was gone, then there was none.
When he went on, he stood not still.
When he ran fast, he ran apace.
When he fell down, then down fell he.
When it return'd, it came again.
And if she's not gone, she lives there still.
WINTER HAS COME
Bleak in a morning early;
All the hills are covered with snow,
And winter's now come fairly.
MONDAY'S CHILD
MONDAY'S child is fair of face,
[168]
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for its living,
But the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny, and blithe, and good, and gay.
JACK AND JILL
Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To fetch a pail of water.
[172]
Jack fell down, and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.
Then up Jack got up, and off did trot,
As fast as he could caper,
To old Dame Dob, who patched his nob,
With vinegar and brown paper.
CHARLEY, CHARLEY
Out of the baker's shop,
The baker came out and gave him a clout,
Which made poor Charley hop.
THE PIPER'S COW
And he had nought to give her;
He pulled out his pipe, and played her a tune,
And bade the cow consider.
And gave the piper a penny,
And bade him play the other tune—
"Corn rigs are bonny."
SHAVE A PIG
How many hairs will make a wig?
"Four and twenty, that's enough,"
Give the barber a pinch of snuff.
TONGS
Little head, and no eyes.
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?
MERRY ARE THE BELLS
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!
Noddle goes your pate, and purple is your nose;
Merry is your sing-song, happy, gay, and free,
With a merry ding-dong, happy let us be!
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!
MORE ABOUT JACK JINGLE
Of little Jack Jingle?
Before he was married
He used to live single.
ROBIN, THE BOBBIN
He ate more meat than fourscore men;
He ate a cow, he ate a calf,
He ate a butcher and a half;
He ate a church, he ate a steeple,
He ate the priest, and all the people!
ALL FOR WANT OF A NAIL
For want of the shoe, the horse was lost,
For want of the horse, the rider was lost,
For want of the rider, the battle was lost,
For want of the battle, the kingdom was lost,
And all for the want of a horse-shoe nail!
CURLY LOCKS
Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine;
But sit on a cushion, and sew a fine seam,
And feed upon strawberries, sugar, and cream!
ST. VALENTINE'S DAY
Curl your locks as I do mine;
Good morrow to you, Valentine!
THE KING OF FRANCE
THE King of France went up the hill,
WITH twenty thousand men;
The King of France came down the hill,
And ne'er went up again.
[185]
THE LATEST NEWS
What is the news of the day, Good neighbour, I pray?
They say the balloon is gone up to the moon!
THE LIGHT-HEARTED FAIRY
As the light-hearted fairy, heigh ho, heigh ho?
He dances and sings
To the sound of his wings,
With a hey, and a heigh, and a ho!
As the light-hearted fairy, heigh ho, heigh ho?
His nectar he sips
From a primrose's lips,
With a hey, and a heigh, and a ho!
[187]
As the light-footed fairy, heigh ho, heigh ho?
His night is the noon,
And his sun is the moon,
With a hey, and a heigh, and a ho!
I LIKE LITTLE PUSSY
And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm;
So I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away,
But Pussy and I very gently will play.
PUNCH AND JUDY
Fought for a pie,
Punch gave Judy
A knock in the eye.
"Will you have any more?"
Says Judy to Punch,
"My eye is too sore."
THE OBSTINATE PIG
AN old woman was sweeping her house, and she found a little crooked sixpence.
"What," said she, "shall I do with this little sixpence? I will go to market, and buy a little pig."
As she was coming home she came to a stile; but Piggy would not go over the stile.
SHE went a little farther and she met a dog.
So she said to the dog:
"Dog, dog, bite pig!
Piggy won't get over the stile;
And I sha'n't get home to-night."
But the dog would not.
SHE went a little farther and she met a stick.
Dog won't bite pig;
Pig won't get over the stile;
And I sha'n't get home to-night."
SHE went a little farther and she met a fire.
Stick won't beat dog;
Dog won't bite pig;
Pig won't get over the stile;
And I sha'n't get home to-night."
SHE went a little farther and she met some water.
Fire won't burn stick;
Stick won't beat dog;
Dog won't bite pig;
Pig won't get over the stile;
And I sha'n't get home to-night."
SHE went a little farther and she met an ox.
Water won't quench fire;
Fire won't burn stick;
Stick won't beat dog;
Dog won't bite pig;
Pig won't get over the stile;
And I sha'n't get home to-night."
SHE went a little farther and she met a butcher.
Ox won't drink water;
Water won't quench fire;
Fire won't burn stick;
Stick won't beat dog;
Dog won't bite pig;
Pig won't get over the stile;
And I sha'n't get home to-night."
SHE went a little farther and she met a rope.
Butcher won't kill ox;
Ox won't drink water;
Water won't quench fire;
Fire won't burn stick;
Stick won't beat dog;
Dog won't bite pig;[195]
Pig won't get over the stile;
And I sha'n't get home to-night."
SHE went a little farther and she met a rat.
Rope won't hang butcher;
Butcher won't kill ox;
Ox won't drink water;
Water won't quench fire;
Fire won't burn stick;
Stick won't beat dog;
Dog won't bite pig;
Pig won't get over the stile;
And I sha'n't get home to-night."
SHE went a little farther and she met a cat.
Rat won't gnaw rope;
Rope won't hang butcher;
Butcher won't kill ox;
Ox won't drink water;
Water won't quench fire;
Fire won't burn stick;
Stick won't beat dog;
Dog won't bite pig;
Pig won't get over the stile;
And I sha'n't get home to-night."
The cat said: "If you will get me a saucer of milk from the cow in yonder field I will kill the rat."
So the old woman went to the cow and said: "Cow, cow, will you give me
a saucer of milk?"
And the cow said: "If you will get me a bucket full
of water from yonder brook I will give you the milk." And the old
woman took the bucket to the brook; but the water all rushed out
through the holes in the bottom.[197] So she filled the holes up with
stones, got the water, and took it to the cow, who at once gave her
the saucer of milk. Then the old woman gave the cat the milk, and when
she had lapped up the milk—
The rat began to gnaw the rope;
The rope began to hang the butcher;
The butcher began to kill the ox;
The ox began to drink the water;
The water began to quench the fire;
The fire began to burn the stick;
The stick began to beat the dog;
The dog began to bite the pig;
The pig jumped over the stile;
And so the old woman got home that night.
BOW-WOW, SAYS THE DOG
Mew-mew, says the cat;
Grunt, grunt, goes the hog;
And squeak, goes the rat.
Caw, caw, says the crow;
Quack, quack, says the duck;
And what cuckoos say, you know.
With rats and with dogs,
With ducks and with crows,
With cats and with hogs,
To please you, my dear;
And if it's well sung,
'T will be charming to hear.
THE BURNY BEE
Say, when will your wedding be?
If it be to-morrow day,
Take your wings and fly away.
DANTY BABY
What can mammy do wid 'e,
But sit in a lap,
And give 'un a pap?
Sing danty baby diddy.
THE DOVE AND THE WREN
I can scarce maintain two.
Pooh, pooh! says the wren, I have got ten,
And keep them all like gentlemen.
TOMMY'S CAKE
Baker's man!
That I will master,
As fast as I can.
And mark it with T,
And there will be enough
For Jacky and me.
THE MAN OF THESSALY
And he was wond'rous wise,
He jump'd into a quickset hedge,
And scratched out both his eyes:
With all his might and main
He jump'd into another hedge,
And scratch'd them back again.
CUSHY COW
And I will give thee a gown of silk;
A gown of silk and a silver tee,
If thou wilt let down thy milk to me.
THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN
She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink;
And tho' victuals and drink were the chief of her diet,
This plaguy old woman could never keep quiet.
She went to the baker to buy her some bread,
And when she came home her old husband was dead;
She went to the clerk to toll the bell,
And when she came back her old husband was well.
TELL-TALE-TIT
Your tongue shall be slit,
And all the dogs in our town
Shall have a little bit.
ELIZABETH, ELSPETH, BETSY, AND BESS
They all went together to seek a bird's nest.
They all took one and left four in.
SING A SONG OF SIXPENCE
SING a song of sixpence,
Pockets full of rye;
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.
The birds began to sing;
Was not that a dainty dish
To set before the king?
Counting out his money;
The queen was in the parlour,
Eating bread and honey;
Hanging out the clothes,
Down came a blackbird,
And snapped off her nose.
THREE CHILDREN SLIDING
Upon a summer's day,
As it fell out, they all fell in,
The rest they ran away.
Or sliding on dry ground,
Ten thousand pounds to one penny
They had not then been drown'd.
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And eke ye that have none,
If you would have them safe abroad,
Pray keep them safe at home.
RIDE AWAY, RIDE AWAY
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.
MOTHER GOOSE
She wanted to wander,
Would ride through the air
On a very fine gander.
'T was built in a wood,
Where an owl at the door
For sentinel stood.
A live goose he bought;
"Here, Mother," says he,
"It will not go for nought."
Grew very fond;
They'd both eat together,
Or swim in one pond.
The news for to tell,
She called him a good boy,
And said it was well.
To a rogue of a Jew,
Who cheated him out of
The half of his due.
A lady so gay,
As fair as the lily,
As sweet as the May.
Came behind his back,
And began to belabour
The sides of poor Jack.
That instant came in,
And turned her son Jack
Into famed Harlequin.
Touched the lady so fine,
And turned her at once
Into sweet Columbine.
The sea was thrown then,—
When Jack jumped in,
And got the egg back again.
Which he vowed he would kill,
Resolving at once
His pockets to fill.
And caught the goose soon,
And mounting its back,
Flew up to the moon.
DEAR, DEAR!
Two old women got up in an apple-tree;
One came down,
And the other stayed till Satur-day.
THE LION AND THE UNICORN
The lion beat the unicorn all round about the town.
Some gave them white bread, and some gave them brown;
Some gave them plum-cake, and sent them out of town.
THE LITTLE MOUSE
I HAVE seen you, little mouse,
Running all about the house,
Through the hole, your little eye
In the wainscot peeping sly,
Hoping soon some crumbs to steal,
To make quite a hearty meal.
Look before you venture out,
See if pussy is about,
If she's gone, you'll quickly run
To the larder for some fun,
Round about the dishes creep,
Taking into each a peep,
To choose the daintiest that's there,
Spoiling things you do not care.
THE NUT-TREE
But a silver nutmeg and a golden pear;
The King of Spain's daughter came to see me,
And all was because of my little nut-tree.
I skipped over water, I danced over sea,
And all the birds in the air couldn't catch me.
POLLY FLINDERS
Sat among the cinders,
Warming her ten little toes!
Her mother came and caught her,
And whipped her little daughter,
For spoiling her nice new clothes.
BRIAN O'LIN
So he bought him a sheep-skin and made him a pair,
With the skinny side out, and the woolly side in,
"Ah, ha, that is warm!" said Brian O'Lin.
They all went over a bridge together;
The bridge was broken and they all fell in,
"Mischief take all!" quoth Brian O'Lin.
MARGERY DAW
Jacky shall have a new master.
He shall have but a penny a day,
Because he can't work any faster.
NONSENSE
For diamonds are trumps,
The kittens are gone to St. Paul's,
The babies are bit,
The moon's in a fit,
And the houses are built without walls.
ANOTHER FALLING OUT
I'll tell you what 't was all about:
I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun.
LITTLE BOY BLUE
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep?
Under the haystack, fast asleep.
LITTLE TOM TUCKER
What shall he eat? White bread and butter.
How will he cut it without e'er a knife?
How will he be married without e'er a wife?
OLD WOMAN, OLD WOMAN
Speak a little louder, sir, I'm very thick of hearing."
"Old woman, old woman, shall I kiss you dearly?"
"Thank you, kind sir, I hear you very clearly."
UP HILL AND DOWN DALE
Butter is made in every vale;
And if that Nancy Cook
Is a good girl,
She shall have a spouse,
And make butter anon,
Before her old grandmother
Grows a young man.
LUCY LOCKET
Lost her pocket,
Kitty Fisher
Found it;
Nothing in it,
Nothing in it,
But the binding
Round it.
FORTUNE-TELLING BY DAISY PETALS
He'll have me, he won't!
But he can't, so he don't!
BABY BUNTING
BABY, baby bunting,
Father's gone a-hunting,
Mother's gone a-milking,
Sister's gone a-silking,
Brother's gone to buy a skin
To wrap the baby bunting in.
THE MOUSE RAN UP THE CLOCK
Dickory,
Dock!
The mouse ran up the clock,
The clock struck one,
The mouse ran down,
Dickory,
Dickory,
Dock!
ONE MISTY MOISTY MORNING
There I met an old man clothed all in leather;
He began to compliment and I began to grin,
How do you do? how do you do? how do you do again?
THE LITTLE HUSBAND
No bigger than my thumb;
I put him in a pint pot,
And then I bade him drum.
That galloped up and down;
I bridled him, and saddled him,
And sent him out of town.
To tie up his little hose,
And a little silk handkerchief
To wipe his little nose.
TO THE HAYFIELD
I will go with you, if that I may.
I'm going to the meadow to see them a-mowing,
I'm going to help them make the hay.
THE MONTHS OF THE YEAR
Makes our feet and fingers glow.
Thaws the frozen lake again.
To stir the dancing daffodil.
Skipping by their fleecy dams.
Fills the children's hands with posies.
Apricots, and gillyflowers.
Sportsmen then begin to shoot.
Then to gather nuts is pleasant.
Then the leaves are whirling fast.
Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.
THE LITTLE MOPPET
I put it in my pocket,
And fed it with corn and hay,
There came a proud beggar
And swore he would have her,
And stole my little moppet away.
SIMON BRODIE'S COW
He lost his cow and could not find her;
When he had done what man could do,
The cow came home and her tail behind her.
A CARRION CROW
Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do,
Watching a tailor shape his cloak;
Sing heigh ho, the carrion crow,
Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do.
Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do,
That I may shoot yon carrion crow;
Sing heigh ho, the carrion crow,
Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do.
The tailor he shot and missed his mark,
Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do,
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And shot his own sow quite through the heart;
Sing heigh ho, the carrion crow,
Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do.
Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do,
For our old sow is in a swoon,
Sing heigh ho, the carrion crow,
Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do.
NANNY ETTICOAT
In a white petticoat
And a red nose;
The longer she stands
The shorter she grows.
GOOD-FRIDAY SONG
Hot-cross Buns!
One a penny, two a penny,
Hot-cross Buns!
Hot-cross Buns!
If ye have no daughters,
Give them to your sons.
I SAW A SHIP A SAILING
A-sailing on the sea;
And it was full of pretty things
For baby and for me.
And apples in the hold;
The sails were made of silk,
And the masts were made of gold.
That stood between the decks,
Were four-and-twenty white mice,
With chains about their necks.
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With a packet on his back;
And when the ship began to move,
The captain cried, "Quack, quack!"
ONE, TWO.
Buckle my shoe;
Knock at the door;
Pick up sticks;
Lay them straight;
A good fat hen;
Who will delve;
Maids a-courting;[243]
Maids in the kitchen;
Maids a-waiting;
My plate's empty.
LITTLE ROBIN REDBREAST
Up went Pussy cat and down went he.
Down came Pussy cat, and away Robin ran;
Says little Robin Redbreast: "Catch me if you can."
DIDDLE DIDDLE DUMPLING
Went to bed with his breeches on,
One stocking off, and one stocking on;
Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John.
MARY, MARY
How does your garden grow?
Silver bells,
and cockle shells,
And pretty maids
all of a row.
JACK JINGLE
To make a horse-shoe,
He wasted the iron
Till it would not do.
His master came in,
And began for to rail;
Says Jack, "the shoe's spoiled,
But 't will still make a nail."
But, chancing to miss,
Says, "If it won't make a nail,
It shall yet make a hiss."
Then into the water
Threw the hot iron, smack!
"Hiss!" quoth the iron;
"I thought so," says Jack.
BETTY WINKLE'S PIG
It was a little pig, not very big;
When he was alive he lived in Clover,
But now he's dead, and that's all over.
Johnny Winkle he
Sat down and cried;
Betty Winkle she
Lay down and died;
So there was an end of one, two, and three,
Johnny Winkle he,
Betty Winkle she,
And Piggy Wiggie!
THREE BRETHREN OUT OF SPAIN
Come to court your daughter Jane."
"My daughter Jane she is too young;
She has no skill in a flattering tongue."
It's for her gold she must be sold;
So fare you well, my lady gay,
We'll call again another day."
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And rub thy spurs till they be bright."
"Of my spurs take you no thought,
For in this land they were not bought.
So fare you well, my lady gay,
We'll call again another day."
And take the fairest in your sight."
"The fairest maid that I can see
Is pretty Nancy; come to me."
WHAT CARE I?
Twenty pounds shall marry me.
If twenty won't, forty shall,
For I'm my mother's bouncing girl.
THE THREE KITTENS
And they began to cry,
"Oh, Mother dear,
We very much fear
That we have lost our mittens!"
You naughty kittens!
Then you shall have no pie.
Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow!
No, you shall have no pie.
Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow!"
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And they began to cry,
"Oh, Mother dear,
See here, see here,
See, we have found our mittens!"
You silly kittens,
And you shall have some pie.
Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r!"
"Oh, let us have the pie!
Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r!"
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And soon ate up the pie;
"Oh, Mother dear,
We greatly fear
That we have soiled our mittens!"
You naughty kittens!"
Then they began to sigh,
Mi-ow, mi-ow, mi-ow!
Then they began to sigh,
Mi-ow, mi-ow, mi-ow!
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And hung them up to dry;
"Oh, Mother dear,
Do you not hear
That we have washed our mittens!"
Oh, you're good kittens!
But I smell a rat close by.
Hush! hush! mee-ow, mee-ow."
"We smell a rat close by,
Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow!"
THE LADY AND THE SWINE
Honey, quoth she,
Pig-hog, wilt thou be mine?
"Hoogh," quoth he.
Honey, quoth she;
And in it thou shalt lie;
"Hoogh!" quoth he.
Honey, quoth she,
That thou mayst go out and in;
"Hoogh!" quoth he.
Honey? quoth she;
"Hoogh, hoogh, hoogh!" quoth he,
And went his way.
THE JOLLY MILLER
Lived on the River Dee.
He worked and sang from morn till night,
No lark so blithe as he;
And this the burden of his song
For ever used to be:
"I care for nobody! no, not I!
And nobody cares for me!"
FEETIKINS
When will ye gang?"
"When the nichts turn short,
And the days turn lang,
I'll toddle and gang,
Toddle and gang!"
TOM THE PIPER'S SON
He learned to play when he was young,
But all the tune that he could play
Was "Over the hills and far away".
Over the hills, and a great way off,
And the wind will blow my top-knot off.
That he pleased both the girls and boys,
And they stopped to hear him play
"Over the hills and far away".
That those who heard him could never stand still;
Whenever they heard they began for to dance,
Even pigs on their hind-legs would after him prance.[258]
Tom took out his pipe and began for to play;
So Doll and the cow danced "the Cheshire round",
Till the pail was broke, and the milk ran on the ground.
He used his pipe, and she used her legs;
She danced about till the eggs were all broke,
She began for to fret, but he laughed at the joke.
Heavy laden with pots, pans, dishes, and glass;
He took out his pipe and played them a tune,
And the jack-ass's load was lightened full soon.
DOCTOR FELL
The reason why I cannot tell.
But this I know, and know full well,
I do not like thee, Doctor Fell.
THE FIFTH OF NOVEMBER
The fifth of November,
Gunpowder treason and plot.
I see no reason
Why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy, Guy, Guy,
Stick him up on high,
Put him on the bonfire,
And there let him die.
BILLY, BILLY
While the sun shines bright as day."
For I love to please you still."
Sam and Betsy on the green?"
Skipping o'er the new-mown grass."
And I will sing a pretty song."
Not one moment will I waste,
And my fiddle I will bring."
MATTHEW, MARK, LUKE, AND JOHN
Bless the bed that I lie on!
Four corners to my bed,
Five angels there lie spread;
Two at my head,
Two at my feet,
One at my heart
My soul to keep.
JOHNNY
And Johnny shall go to the fair,
And Johnny shall have a blue ribbon
To tie up his bonny brown hair.
And why may not Johnny love me?
And why may not I love Johnny
As well as another body?
And here's a foot for a shoe,
And he has a kiss for his daddy,
And two for his mammy, I trow.
And why may not Johnny love me?
And why may not I love Johnny
As well as another body?
SING, SING!
The cat's run away with the pudding-bag string.
Do, do, what shall I do?
The cat has bit it quite in two.
PETER PIPER
A peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper picked;
If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pepper,
Where's the peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper picked?
NANCY DAWSON
She wouldn't get up to serve the swine,
She lies in bed till eight or nine,
So its oh! poor Nancy Dawson.
The wife who sells the barley, honey?
She won't get up to feed her swine,
And do you ken Nancy Dawson, honey?
LONDON BRIDGE
Dance o'er my Lady Lee;
London Bridge is broken down,
With a gay lady.
Dance o'er my Lady Lee;
How shall we build it up again?
With a gay lady.
Dance o'er my Lady Lee;
Silver and gold will be stole away,
With a gay lady.[266]
Dance o'er my Lady Lee;
Build it up with iron and steel,
With a gay lady.
Dance o'er my Lady Lee;
Iron and steel will bend and bow,
With a gay lady.
Dance o'er my Lady Lee;
Build it up with wood and clay,
With a gay lady.
Dance o'er my Lady Lee;
Wood and clay will wash away,
With a gay lady.
Dance o'er my Lady Lee;
Huzza! 't will last for ages long,
With a gay lady.
MASTER I HAVE
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.
ROCK-A-BY, BABY
Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen;
And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring;
And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the king.
THE FARMER AND HIS DAUGHTER
Bumpety, bumpety, bump!
With his daughter behind him so rosy and fair,
Lumpety, lumpety, lump!
Bumpety, bumpety, bump!
The mare broke her knees, and the farmer his crown,
Lumpety, lumpety, lump!
Bumpety, bumpety, bump!
And vowed he would serve them the same the next day,
Lumpety, lumpety, lump!
A STRANGE SIGHT
As full of apples as may be;
The little boys of London Town,
They run with hooks and pull them down;
And then they run from hedge to hedge,
Until they come to London Bridge.
I'LL TRY
Within a hollow tree;
The hen sat quietly at home,
The cock sang merrily;
And all the little ones said:
"Wee, wee, wee, wee, wee, wee."
And shining in the sky,
Cock Robin said: "My little dears,
'Tis time you learned to fly;"
And all the little young ones said:
"I'll try, I'll try, I'll try."
I'll tell you by and by,
When Mamma says "Do this," or "that,"
She says "What for?" and "Why?"
She'd be a better child by far
If she would say "I'll try."
THE FOX AND THE GOOSE
They never ate mustard in all their whole life;
They ate their meat without fork or knife,
And loved to be picking a bone, e-ho!
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The stars they were shining, and all things bright;
"Oh, ho!" said the fox, "it's a very fine night
For me to go through the town, e-ho!"
He lifted his lugs and he listened a while;
"Oh, ho!" said the fox, "it's but a short mile
From this into yonder wee town, e-ho!"[273]
Whom should he see but the farmer's drake;
"I love you well for your master's sake,
And long to be picking your bones, e-ho!"
"Oh, ho!" said the fox, "you are very fat,
You'll grease my beard and ride on my back
From this into yonder wee town, e-ho!"
And out of the window she popped her head;
"Oh, husband! oh, husband! the geese are all dead,
For the fox has been through the town, e-ho!"
And swore he would catch the fox in a trap;
But the fox was too cunning, and gave him the slip,
And ran through the town, the town, e-ho!
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He blew his trumpet both loud and shrill,
For joy that he was in safety still,
And had got away through the town, e-ho!
He had young ones both nine and ten;
"You're welcome home, daddy; you may go again,
If you bring us such fine meat from the town, e-ho!"
WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
WHERE are you going to, my pretty maid?"
"I'm going a-milking, sir," she said.
"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.
THE DIVISION OF LABOUR
The bull's in the barn, a-threshing of corn;
The maids in the meadows are making of hay;
The ducks in the river are swimming away.
KING PIPPIN'S HALL
Pastry and pie-crust were the wall;
Windows made of black pudding and white,
Slates were pancakes, you ne'er saw the like.
IF
And all the water ink,
What should we do for bread and cheese?
What should we do for drink?
COFFEE AND TEA
And what do you think it was about?
She loved coffee and I loved tea,
And that was the reason we couldn't agree.
A WONDERFUL THING
AS I went to Bonner,
I met a pig
Without a wig,
Upon my word and honour.
MY BOY TAMMIE
My boy Tammie?"
Courting of a lady gay;
But oh, she's too young
To be taken from her mammy!"
My boy Tammie?
Can she bake and can she brew,
My boy Tammie?"
And she can make our wedding cake;
But oh, she's too young
To be taken from her mammy!"
What age may she be,
My boy Tammie?"
Twice ten, twice eleven;
But oh, she's too young
To be taken from her mammy!"
THE LITTLE MAN WITH A GUN
And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead;
He went to the brook, and saw a little duck,
And shot it right through the head, head, head.
And bade her a fire to make, make, make,
To roast the little duck he had shot in the brook,
And he'd go and fetch the drake, drake, drake.
The little man made it his mark, mark, mark.
He let off his gun, but he fired too soon,
And the drake flew away with a quack, quack, quack.
IF WISHES WERE HORSES
If turnips were watches, I would wear one by my side.
CLAP HANDIES
Mammie's wee, wee ain;
Clap, clap handies,
Daddie's comin' hame;
Hame till his bonny wee bit laddie;
Clap, clap handies,
My wee, wee ain.
TAFFY WAS A WELSHMAN
Taffy came to my house and stole a piece of beef;
I went to Taffy's house, Taff was not at home;
Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow bone.
Taffy came to my house and stole a silver pin;
I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed,
I took up the beef bone and flung it at his head.
THERE WAS A MAN
And robbers came to rob him;
He crept up to the chimney pot,
And then they thought they had him.
And then they could not find him;
He ran fourteen miles in fifteen days,
And never looked behind him.
JACK'S FIDDLE
If ever thou mean to thrive.
Nay, I'll not give my fiddle
To any man alive.
They'll think that I'm gone mad;
For many a joyful day
My fiddle and I have had.
A WAS AN ARCHER
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THREE SHIPS
Sailing by, sailing by,
I saw three ships come sailing by,
On New-Year's day in the morning.
In them then, in them then?
And what do you think was in them then,
On New-Year's day in the morning?
In them then, in them then,
Three pretty girls were in them then,
On New-Year's day in the morning.
And one could play on the violin,
Such joy there was at my wedding,
On New-Year's day in the morning.
THE CROOKED SONG
He found a crooked sixpence beside a crooked stile;
He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together in a little crooked house.
A, B, C
The cat's in the cupboard
And can't see me.
COMICAL FOLK
IN a cottage in Fife
Lived a man and his wife,
Who, believe me, were comical folk;
They both saw with their eyes,
And their tongues moved whenever they spoke.
I'm told—that to keep
Their eyes open they could not contrive;
And 't was thought what they eat
Helped, with drinking, to keep them alive.
DING, DONG, BELL
Who put her in? Little Johnny Green.
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Little Tommy Stout.
What a naughty boy was that,
To try to drown poor pussy cat,
Who never did him any harm,
But killed the mice in his father's barn!
BOBBY SNOOKS
And loved by his usher and master;
And carries his nose in a plaster.
SIX LITTLE MICE
Pussy passed by, and she peeped in.
"What are you at, my little men?"
"Making coats for gentlemen."
"Shall I come in and bite off your threads?"
"No, no, Miss Pussy, you'll bite off our heads."
"Oh, no, I'll not, I'll help you spin."
"That may be so, but you don't come in."
WING, WANG, WADDLE, OH
MY father he died, but I can't tell you how,
He left me six horses to drive in my plough;
With my wing, wang, waddle, oh,
Jack sing saddle, oh,
Blowsey boys buble, oh,
Under the broom.
I'd fain have made a fortune but did not know how;
With my wing, wang, waddle, oh,
Jack sing saddle, oh,
Blowsey boys buble, oh,
Under the broom.
I'd fain have made a fortune but lost the best half;[299]
With my wing, wang, waddle, oh,
Jack sing saddle, oh,
Blowsey boys buble, oh,
Under the broom.
A pretty thing she was, in my chimney corner sat;
With my wing, wang, waddle, oh,
Jack sing saddle oh,
Blowsey boys buble, oh,
Under the broom.
He carried fire in his tail, and burnt down my house;
With my wing, wang, waddle, oh,
Jack sing saddle, oh,
Blowsey boys buble, oh,
Under the broom.
THE HART
The hare she loves the hill;
The Knight he loves his bright sword,
The Lady—loves her will.
OLD CHAIRS TO MEND
I never would cry old chairs to mend;
Old chairs to mend, old chairs to mend;
I never would cry old chairs to mend.
I never would cry old clothes to sell;
Old clothes to sell, old clothes to sell;
I never would cry old clothes to sell.
SEE, SEE!
A horse's head where his tail should be!
OLD MOTHER HUBBARD
Mother Hubbard's old dog Tray,
If this account be true,
Had not an equal, I dare say,
Come tell me, what think you?
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OLD Mother Hubbard
Went to her cupboard,
To give her poor dog a bone;
The cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog had none.
To buy him some bread,
When she came back
The dog was dead!
To buy him a coffin;
When she came back
The dog was laughing.
To get him some tripe;
When she came back
He was smoking his pipe.
To get him some beer;
When she came back
The dog sat in a chair.
She went to the tavern
For white wine and red;
When she came back
The dog stood on his head.
To buy him a hat;
When she came back
He was feeding the cat.
To buy him some fruit;
When she came back
He was playing the flute.
She went to the tailor's
To buy him a coat;
When she came back
He was riding a goat.
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To buy him some shoes;
When she came back
He was reading the news.
To buy him some linen;
When she came back
The dog was spinning.
To buy him some hose;
When she came back
He was dressed in his clothes.
The dog made a bow;
The dame said, "Your servant,"
The dog said, "Bow-wow!"
TO BABYLON
Threescore miles and ten.
Can I get there by candle-light?
Yes, and back again!
If your heels are nimble and light,
You may get there by candle-light.
MY BLACK HEN
She lays eggs for gentlemen;
Gentlemen come every day
To see what my black hen doth lay.
I'LL TELL YOU A STORY
About Jack a Nory—
And now my story's begun:
About Jack his brother—
And now my story's done.