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| Hush-a-by, baby, on the treetop |
| When the wind blows the cradle will rock |
| A, B, C, tumble down D | 165 |
| A carrion crow sat on an oak | 136 |
| A cat came fiddling out of a barn | 49 |
| A diller, a dollar | 173 |
| A duck and a drake | 9 |
| Aena, deena, dina, duss | 73 |
| A frog he would a-wooing go | 147 |
| A glass of milk and a slice of bread | 138 |
| A good child, a good child | 31 |
| A hill full, a hole full | 79 |
| All of a row | 6 |
| A long-tailed pig, or a short-tailed pig | 97 |
| An old woman lived in Nottingham town | 47 |
| A red sky at night | 30 |
| A riddle, a riddle, as I suppose | 93 |
| As high as a castle | 27 |
| As I was going o'er London Bridge | 116 |
| As I was going to St. Ives | 2 |
| As I was going up and down | 107 |
| As I was going up Pippin Hill | 15 |
| As the days grow longer | 50 |
| As Tommy Snooks and Bessy Brooks | 3 |
| A sunshine shower | 105 |
| [vi]A sunshiny shower | 135 |
| A swarm of bees in May | 48 |
| At the siege of Belleisle | 65 |
| Awake, arise, pull out your eyes | 87 |
| A was an archer | 166 |
| A water there is | 53 |
Baa, baa, black sheep | 26 |
| Bat, bat, come under my hat | 52 |
| Bell horses, bell horses, what time of day | 122 |
| Birds of a feather flock together | 137 |
| Blow, wind, blow! and go, mill, go! | 145 |
| Bobby Shaftoe's gone to sea | 109 |
| Bossy-cow, bossy-cow, where do you lie? | 108 |
| Bow-wow-wow | 3 |
| Brow brinky | 129 |
| Bryan O'Lin and his wife | 47 |
| Bryan O'Lin had no breeches to wear | 23 |
| Burnie bee, burnie bee | 53 |
| Butterfly, butterfly, whence do you come? | 94 |
| Buz, quoth the blue fly | 57 |
| Bye, baby bunting | 3 |
Cantaloupes! Cantaloupes! What is the price? | 1 |
| Charley Warley had a cow | 90 |
| Christmas comes but once a year | 135 |
| Clap, clap handies | 65 |
| Cock a doodle doo | 103 |
| Cocks crow in the morn | 21 |
| Come hither, sweet robin | 131 |
| Come, let's to bed! | 66 |
| Come, my dear children | 74 |
| Come to the window | 117 |
| Come when you're called | 29 |
| Cross Patch | 90 |
| Cry, baby, cry | 79 |
| Curly locks! Curly locks! wilt thou be mine? | 49 |
| Currahoo, curr dhoo | 1 |
Daffy-Down-Dilly | 25 |
| Dance to your daddy | 105 |
| Darby and Joan were dress'd in black | 85 |
| [vii]Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John | 42 |
| Dickory, dickory, dock | 67 |
| Ding, dong, bell | 14-103 |
| Ding, dong, darrow | 21 |
| Doctor Faustus was a good man | 91 |
| Doctor Foster went to Gloster | 169 |
| Dogs in the garden, catch 'em, Towser | 23 |
| Donkey, donkey, old and gray | 58 |
| Draw a pail of water | 54 |
Eggs, butter, cheese, bread | 27 |
| Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy and Bess | 63 |
| Elsie Marley has grown so fine | 18 |
Father, may I go to war? | 127 |
| F for a fig | 176 |
| For every evil under the sun | 107 |
| Friday night's dream on Saturday told | 39 |
Georgey Porgey, pudding and pie | 55 |
| God bless the master of this house | 132 |
| Good horses, bad horses | 57 |
| Goosey, goosey, gander | 118 |
| Great A, little a, Bouncing B | 101 |
| Great A, little A | 10 |
Handy Spandy, Jack-a-dandy | 45 |
| Hark! hark! the dogs do bark | 107 |
| Hector Protector was dressed all in green | 58 |
| Heigh, diddle, diddle | 100 |
| Here am I, little jumping Joan | 62 |
| Here sits the Lord Mayor | 19 |
| Here's Sulky Sue | 158 |
| Here stands a post | 9 |
| Here we go round the mulberry bush | 134 |
| Hickery Dickery 6 and 7 | 106 |
| Hickory Dickory, sackory down | 50 |
| Hickety, pickety, my black hen | 95 |
| Higher than a house | 17 |
| Hink minx! the old witch winks | 32 |
| Hiram Gordon, where's your pa? | 144 |
| Hot cross buns | 76 |
| How many miles is it to Babylon? | 104 |
| Hub-a-dub-dub | 122 |
| [viii]Humpty-Dumpty sat on a wall | 76 |
| Hush-a-bye, baby, Daddy is near | 125 |
| Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree-top | 1 |
| Hush, baby, my doll | 46 |
I am a gold lock | 81 |
| I bought a dozen new-laid eggs | 107 |
| I do not like thee, Dr. Fell | 89 |
| If all the seas were one sea | 106 |
| If all the world was apple-pie | 119 |
| If all the world were water | 123 |
| If ifs and ands | 79 |
| I had a little husband | 118 |
| I had a little nut-tree | 35 |
| I had a little pony | 84 |
| I had four brothers over the sea | 155 |
| I have a little sister | 139 |
| I'll tell you a story | 9 |
| I like little pussy, her coat is so warm | 69 |
| I love you well, my little brother | 133 |
| In fir tar is | 57 |
| Intery, mintery, cutery, corn | 55 |
| I saw a peacock with a fiery tail | 61 |
| It costs little Gossip her income for shoes | 157 |
| It's raining, it's pouring | 169 |
| I went to the wood and got it | 85 |
| I went up one pair of stairs | 146 |
| I will sing you a song | 109 |
| I won't be my father's Jack | 50 |
Jack and Jill went up the hill | 80 |
| Jack, be nimble; Jack, be quick | 84 |
| Jack Spratt could eat no fat | 97 |
| Jack Spratt had a cat | 10 |
| Jack Spratt's pig | 125 |
| Jerry Hall, he is so small | 39 |
| Jockey was a piper's son | 40 |
| John, come sell thy fiddle | 14 |
| Joseph Smith bought a rake | 27 |
Ladies and gentlemen, come to supper | 152 |
| Lady bird, lady bird, fly away home | 87 |
| Lady-bug, lady-bug | 48 |
| Lazy Tom, with jacket blue | 53 |
| Little Betty Blue | 39 |
| Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep | 16 |
| [ix]Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn | 8 |
| Little Cock Robin peeped out of his cabin | 32 |
| Little drops of water | 31 |
| Little girl, little girl, where have you been? | 33 |
| Little Jack Horner | 100 |
| Little King Boggen he built a fine hall | 173 |
| Little lad, little lad | 32 |
| Little maid, little maid | 50 |
| Little maid, pretty maid | 34 |
| Little Miss Donnet | 41 |
| Little Miss Lily | 47 |
| Little Miss Muffet | 32 |
| Little Nancy Etticote | 30 |
| Little Poll Parrot | 41 |
| Little Polly Flinders | 119 |
| Little Robin Red-breast sat upon a rail | 29 |
| Little Tommy Grace | 43 |
| Little Tommy Tittlemouse | 77 |
| Little Tommy Tucker | 99 |
| Little Tom Twig | 132 |
| Love your own, kiss your own | 40 |
| Lucy Locket lost her pocket | 24 |
Made in London | 31 |
| Make three-fourths of a cross | 71 |
| Margaret wrote a letter | 11 |
| Margery Mutton-pie and Johnny Bopeep | 82 |
| Mary had a little lamb | 68 |
| Mary had a pretty bird | 86 |
| Mary, Mary, quite contrary | 73 |
| Merry are the bells | 130 |
| Miss Jane had a bag | 93 |
| Monday's bairn is fair of face | 139 |
| Multiplication is vexation | 60 |
| My little old man and I fell out | 77 |
| My maid Mary, she minds the dairy | 5 |
| My mother, and your mother | 71 |
| My pussy-cat has got the gout | 129 |
| My story's ended | 28 |
Nancy Dawson has grown so fine | 128 |
| Needles and pins | 169 |
| Nose, nose, jolly red nose | 108 |
| Now go to sleep, my little son | 104[x] |
Of all the gay birds that e'er I did see | 114 |
| Oh, dear, What can the matter be? Johnny's so long | 62 |
| Old Father Grey Beard | 40 |
| Old Grimes is dead | 128 |
| Old King Cole was a merry old soul | 175 |
| Old Mother Hubbard | 162 |
| One, he loves; two, he loves | 46 |
| One for the money | 96 |
| One misty, moisty morning | 37 |
| One, two, buckle my shoe | 51 |
| One, two, three, four, Mary at the cottage door | 114 |
| One, two, three, four, five, catching fishes all alive | 114 |
| 1, 2, 3, 4, 5! I caught a hare alive | 67 |
| On Saturday night it shall be my whole care | 25 |
| Over the water and under the water | 15 |
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake | 2 |
| Pease-porridge hot | 4-158 |
| Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater | 57 |
| Peter Piper picked a peck | 129 |
| Peter White will ne'er go right | 165 |
| Phoebe rode a nanny-goat | 13 |
| Pickeleem, pickeleem pummis-stone | 35 |
| Pit, pat, well-a-day | 31 |
| Pitty Patty Polt | 27 |
| Play, play every day | 29 |
| Please to remember | 5 |
| Polly, put the kettle on | 13 |
| Polly, Dolly, Kate and Molly | 12 |
| Poor Dog Bright | 6 |
| Pussy Cat Mole | 88 |
| Pussy-Cat, pussy-cat, where have you been? | 109 |
| Pussy sits beside the fire | 37 |
Rain, rain, go away | 65 |
| Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross to see a fine lady | 89 |
| Ride a cock-horse to Shrewsbury Cross | 44 |
| Riddle-me, riddle-me, riddle-me-ree | 91 |
| Ring-a-round-a roses | 40 |
| [xi]Ring the bell! | 4 |
| Robert Barnes, fellow fine | 94 |
| Robin and Richard were two pretty men | 101 |
| Robin the Bobbin, the big-bellied Ben | 138 |
| Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green | 74 |
| Rosemary green, and lavender blue | 44 |
| Rowley Powley, pudding and pie | 175 |
| Rub-a-dub-dub | 5 |
See a pin and pick it up | 83 |
| See-saw Jack in the hedge | 29 |
| See-saw, Margery Daw, Jacky shall have a new master | 101 |
| See-saw, Margery Daw, Jenny shall have a new master | 9 |
| See-saw, sacaradown, sacaradown | 25 |
| Shoe the colt | 36 |
| Shoe the horse and shoe the mare | 27 |
| Sing a song of sixpence | 70 |
| Sing, sing! What shall I sing? | 10 |
| Smiling girls, rosy boys | 129 |
| Sneeze on Monday, sneeze for danger | 157 |
| Solomon Grundy | 76 |
| Some little mice sat in a barn to spin | 20 |
| Speak when you're spoken to | 137 |
| St. Swithin's Day, if thou dost rain | 114 |
| Swan, swam over the sea | 107 |
Taffy was a Welshman | 145 |
| Tell-tale-tit! | 99 |
| Ten little Injuns standing in a line | 124 |
| The calf, the goose, the bee | 69 |
| The cock doth crow | 6 |
| The cock's on the housetop blowing his horn | 33 |
| The cuckoo's a fine bird | 74 |
| The dove says, "Coo, coo, what shall I do?" | 6 |
| The girl in the lane, that couldn't speak plain | 34 |
| The greedy man is he who sits | 45 |
| The King of France went up the hill | 7 |
| The lion and the unicorn | 174 |
| [xii]The man in the moon came tumbling down | 121 |
| The man in the moon looked out of the moon | 93 |
| The man in the wilderness asked me | 92 |
| The North wind doth blow | 152 |
| The old woman must stand at the tub | 54 |
| The Queen of Hearts | 146 |
| The rose is red, the violet is blue | 20 |
| The two gray kits | 17 |
| The winds they did blow | 78 |
| There dwelt an old woman at Exeter | 85 |
| There was a crooked man | 71 |
| There was a little boy and a little girl | 31 |
| There was a little girl who had a little curl | 45 |
| There was a little girl who wore a little hood | 23 |
| There was a little green house | 79 |
| There was a little man and he had a little gun | 116 |
| There was a little one-eyed gunner | 80 |
| There was a man in our town and he was wondrous wise | 63 |
| There was an old crow | 29 |
| There was an old woman, and what do you think | 28 |
| There was an old woman, as I've heard tell | 153 |
| There was an old woman and nothing she had | 117 |
| There was an old woman called Nothing-at-all | 73 |
| There was an old woman had three cows | 44 |
| There was an old woman, her name it was Peg | 38 |
| There was an old woman in Surrey | 43 |
| There was an old woman lived under a hill, and if she's not gone | 19 |
| There was an old woman lived under a hill, she put a mouse in a bag | 14 |
| There was an old woman of Harrow, | 87 |
| There was an old woman of Leeds, | 82 |
| [xiii]There was an old woman tossed up in a basket | 75 |
| There was an old woman who lived in a shoe | 88 |
| There was an owl lived in an oak | 127 |
| There was a rat for want of stairs | 62 |
| There once were two cats of Kilkenny | 115 |
| There's a neat little clock | 96 |
| There were two blackbirds | 52 |
| Thirty days hath September | 83 |
| This is the house that Jack built | 140 |
| This is the way the ladies ride | 126 |
| This little pig went to market | 7 |
| This pig went to the barn | 115 |
| Three Blind Mice | 64 |
| Three children sliding on the ice | 102 |
| Three little kittens they lost their mittens | 159 |
| Three wise men of Gotham | 71 |
| Tit, tat, toe | 56 |
| To market, to market a gallop, a trot | 173 |
| To market, to market, to buy a plum cake | 22 |
| Tommy Trot, a man of laws | 95 |
| Tom, Tom, the Piper's son, he learnt to play when he was young, | 20 |
| Tom, Tom, the Piper's son, stole a pig | 123 |
| Toss up my darling | 9 |
| Trip and go, heave and ho | 10 |
| Tweedle-dum and tweedle-dee | 122 |
| Twinkle, twinkle, little star | 120 |
| Two little dogs | 65 |
Up at Piccadilly, oh! | 67 |
| Up hill and down dale | 67 |
| Upon my word and honor | 172 |
Was ever heard such noise and clamor | 60 |
| Wash the dishes | 36 |
| Wasn't it funny | 58 |
| Wear you a hat, or wear you a crown | 52 |
| Wee Willie Winkie | 56 |
| What do they call you? | 73 |
| What God never sees | 53 |
| What is the rhyme for porringer | 82 |
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| When I was a bachelor, I lived by myself | 98 |
| When I was taken from the fair body | 13 |
| When Jacky's a very good boy | 133 |
| When little Fred went to bed | 59 |
| When the days begin to lengthen | 1 |
| Where are you going, my pretty maid? | 72 |
| Whistle, daughter, whistle | 38 |
| Who comes here? | 59 |
| Who killed Cock Robin? | 170 |
| "Will you walk into my parlor?" | 110 |
| Willy boy, Willy boy | 79 |
Yankee Doodle went to town | 174[xv] |
| See saw, Margery Daw, |
| Jenny shall have a new master |
| 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, cradle, and all. |
| CURRAHOO, curr dhoo, |
| Love me, and I'll love you! |
| [Imitate a Pigeon] |
| WHEN the days begin to lengthen |
| The cold begins to strengthen. |
| CANTALOUPES! Cantaloupes! What is the price? |
| Eight for a dollar, and all very nice[2]. |
| PAT-A-CAKE, pat-a-cake, baker's man! |
| Make me a cake as fast as you can: |
| Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T, |
| And there will be enough for Baby and me. |
| AS I was going to St. Ives, |
| I met a man with seven wives, |
| Every wife had seven sacks, |
| Every sack had seven cats, |
| Every cat had seven kits: |
| Kits, cats, sacks, and wives, |
| How many were there going to St. Ives? |
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| MY maid Mary she minds the dairy, |
| While I go a-hoeing and mowing each morn; |
| Gaily run the reel and the little spinning wheel, |
| While I am singing and mowing my corn. |
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| LITTLE boy blue, come blow your horn; |
| The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn. |
| Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep? |
| He's under the hay-cock, fast a-sleep. |
| Will you wake him? No, not I; |
| For if I do, he'll be sure to cry. |
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| POLLY, Dolly, Kate and Molly, All are filled with pride and folly. | |
| Polly tattles, Dolly wriggles, Katy rattles, Molly giggles; |
| Whoe'er knew such constant rattling, Wriggling, giggling, noise, and tattling |
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| POLLY put the kettle on, Susy took it off; Aunt Jemima's little girl Has got the whooping cough. | PHOEBE rode a nanny goat, Susy broke her leg, Father took his wedding coat And hung it on a peg. | ||||||||||
| THERE was an old woman Lived under a hill; She put a mouse in a bag, And sent it to the mill. The miller declar'd By the point of his knife, He never took toll Of a mouse in his life. | DING, dong, bell, Pussy's in the well! Who put her in? Little Johnny Green; Who pulled her out, Big Tom Stout; What a naughty boy was that To try and drown poor pussy cat, Who never did any harm, And killed the mice in his father's barn. |
| "JOHN, come sell thy fiddle, And buy thy wife a gown." "No, I'll not sell my fiddle, For ne'er a wife in town." |
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| 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: But when she awoke she found it a joke, For still they all were fleeting. | Then up she took her little crook, Determined for to find them; She found 'em indeed, but it made her heart bleed, For they'd left their tails behind 'em. It happened one day, as Bo-Peep did stray Unto a meadow hard by, There she espied their tails, side by side, All hung on a tree to dry. |
| HIGHER than a house, higher than a tree, Oh, whatever can it be? [A Star] | |
| THE two gray kits And the gray kits' mother All went over The bridge together. The bridge broke down, They all fell in; May the rats go with you, Says Tom Robin. |
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| ELSIE Marley has grown so fine, |
| She won't get up to serve the swine; |
| But lies in bed till eight or nine, |
| And surely she does take her time. |
| HERE sits the Lord Mayor | forehead |
| Here sit his two men | eyes |
| Here sits the cock | right cheek |
| Here sits the hen | left cheek |
| Here sit the little chickens | top of nose |
| Here they run in | mouth |
| Chinchopper, chinchopper, | |
| Chinchopper, chin! | chuck the chin |
| THERE was an old woman she lived under a hill, |
| And if she's not gone, she lives there still. |
| Baked apples she sold, and cranberry pies, |
| And she's the old woman that never told lies. |
THE rose is red, the violet is blue, |
| The gillyflower is sweet and so are you: |
| These are the words you bade me say |
| For a pair of new gloves on Easter-day. |
TOM, Tom, the piper's son, |
| He learnt to play when he was young. |
| He with his pipe made such a noise, |
| That he pleased all the girls and boys. |
SOME little mice sat in a barn to spin, |
| Pussy came by, and she popped her head in; |
| "Shall I come in and cut your threads off?" |
| "Oh, no, kind sir, you will snap our heads off." |
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| TO market, to market, to buy a plum cake, Home again, home again, market is late; To market, to market, to buy a plum bun, |
| Home again, home again, market is done. | |
| THERE was a little girl who wore a little hood, And a curl down the middle of her forehead; When she was good, she was very, very good, But when she was bad, she was horrid. |
| BRYAN O'LIN had no breeches to wear, So he bought him a sheepskin and made him a pair. With the skinny side out, and the woolly side in, "Ah, ha, that is warm!" said Bryan O'Lin. |
| DOGS in the garden, catch 'em, Towser; Cows in the cornfield, run, boys, run; Cats in the cream-pot, run, girls, run, girls; Fire on the mountains, run, boys, run. |
| LUCY Locket lost her pocket, Kitty Fisher found it: Not a penny in it, But a ribbon 'round it. |
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| One foot up, the other foot down, |
| And that is the way to London town |
| SEE-SAW, sacaradown, sacaradown. Which is the way to London town? One foot up, and the other foot down, That is the way to London town. |
| ON Saturday night, it shall be 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. |
| DAFFY-DOWN-DILLY has come up to town In a fine petticoat and a green gown. |
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BAA, baa, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, sir, yes, sir, Three bags full: One for the master, One for the dame, But none for the little boy Who cries in the lane. |
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| PITTY Patty Polt, Shoe the wild colt; Here a nail, And there a nail, Pitty Patty Polt. | EGGS, butter, cheese, bread, Stick, stock, stone, dead. Stick him up, stick him down, Stick him in the old man's crown. | ||
| AS high as a castle, As weak as a wastle; And all the king's horses Cannot pull it down. [Smoke] | JOSEPH Smith bought a rake, And sold it for some corn; He lived a week on johnny cake, And now he's dead and gone. | ||
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| COME when you're called, Do what you're bid; Shut the door after you, Never be chid. | LITTLE Robin Red-breast Sat upon a rail, Needle, naddle, went his head, Wiggle, waggle, went his tail. | ||
| THERE was an old crow Sat upon a clod; There's an end of my song, That's odd! | PLAY, play every day, Harry throws his time away. He must work and he must read, And then he'll be a man indeed. | ||
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| THERE was a little boy and a little girl Lived in our alley; Says the little boy to the little girl, "Shall I, oh, shall I?" Says the little girl to the little boy, "What shall we do?" Says the little boy to the little girl, "I will kiss you!" | LITTLE drops of water, Little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean, And the pleasant land. MADE in London, Sold at New York, Stops a bottle, And is a cork. |
| A GOOD child, a good child, As I suppose you be; Never laugh nor smile, At the tickling of your knee. |
PIT, pat, well-a-day, Little Robin flew away; Where can little Robin be? Gone into the cherry-tree. |
| Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet, |
| Eating of curds and whey |
| LITTLE Miss Muffet Sat on a tuffet, Eating of curds and whey; There came a spider, And sat down beside her, And frightened Miss Muffet away. | LITTLE lad, little lad, Where wast thou born? Far off in Lancashire, Under a thorn; Where they sup sour milk From a ram's horn. |
| HINK minx! the old witch winks, |
| The fat begins to fry: |
| There's nobody home but jumping Joan, |
| Father, Mother, and I. |
LITTLE Cock Robin peeped out of his cabin |
| To see the cold winter come in. |
| Tit for tat, what matter for that? |
| He'll hide his head under his wing![33] |
| LITTLE girl, little girl, where have you been? Gathering roses to give to the queen. Little girl, little girl, what gave she you? She gave me a diamond as big as my shoe. THE cock's on the housetop blowing his horn; 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. |
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| I HAD a little nut-tree, nothing would it bear |
| But a silver nutmeg and a golden pear; |
| The king of Spain's daughter came to visit 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. |
PICKELEEM, pickeleem, pummis-stone! |
| What is the news, my beautiful one? |
| My pet doll-baby, Frances Maria, |
| Suddenly fainted, and fell in the fire; |
| The clock on the mantle gave the alarm, |
| But all we could save was one china arm. |
| WASH the dishes, wipe the dishes, |
| Ring the bell for tea; |
| Three good wishes, three good kisses, |
| I will give to thee. |
| SHOE the colt, Shoe the colt, Shoe the wild mare; Here a nail, There a nail, Yet she goes bare. |
| PUSSY sits beside the fire. How can she be fair? |
| In walks a little doggy—Pussy, are you there? |
| So, so, Mistress Pussy, how do you do? |
| Thank you, thank you, little dog, |
| I'm very well just now. |
ONE misty, moisty morning, |
| When cloudy was the weather, |
| I chanced to meet an old man clothed all in leather. |
| He began to compliment, and I began to grin. |
| How do you do, and how do you do? |
| And how do you do again? |
| THERE was an old woman, her name it was Peg; |
| Her head was of wood, and she wore a cork leg. |
| The neighbors all pitched her into the water, |
| Her leg was drown'd first, and her head follow'd a'ter. |
WHISTLE, daughter, whistle; whistle, daughter dear. |
| I cannot whistle, mammy, I cannot whistle clear. |
| Whistle, daughter, whistle, whistle for a pound. |
| I cannot whistle, mammy, I cannot make a sound. |
| LITTLE Betty Blue, Lost her holiday shoe. What will poor Betty do? Why, give her another, To match the other, And then she will walk in two. JERRY Hall, he is so small, A rat could eat him, hat and all. |
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| Ring-a-ring-a roses, A pocket full of posies |
| RING-a-round-a roses, A pocket full of posies; Hush—hush—hush— We'll all tumble down. | OLD father Grey Beard, Without tooth or tongue; If you'll give me your finger, I'll give you my thumb. |
| JOCKEY was a piper's son, |
| And he fell in love when he was young, |
| And the only tune 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. |
LOVE your own, kiss your own, |
| Love your own mother, hinny, |
| For if she was dead and gone, |
| You'd ne'er get such another, hinny. |
| LITTLE Poll Parrot Sat in her garret, Eating toast and tea; A little brown mouse Jumped into the house, And stole it all away. LITTLE Miss Donnet Wears a huge bonnet; And hoops half as wide As the mouth of the Clyde. |
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| DEEDLE, deedle, dumpling, my son John, |
| Went to bed with his stockings on; |
| One shoe off, and one shoe on, |
| Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John. |
| THERE was an old woman in Surrey, |
| Who was morn, noon and night in a hurry; |
| Called her husband a fool, |
| Drove the children to school, |
| The worrying old woman of Surrey. |
LITTLE Tommy Grace had a pain in his face, |
| So bad he could not learn a letter; |
| When in came Dicky Long, |
| Singing such a funny song, |
| That Tommy laughed, and found his face much better. |
| THERE was an old woman had three cows, |
| Rosy, and Colin, and Dun; |
| Rosy and Colin were sold at the fair, |
| And Dun broke his head in a fit of despair; |
| And there was the end of her three cows, |
| Rosy, and Colin, and Dun. |
RIDE a cock-horse to Shrewsbury cross, |
| To buy little Johnny a galloping horse: |
| It trots behind and it ambles before, |
| And Johnny shall ride—till he can ride no more. |
ROSEMARY green, and lavender blue, |
| Thyme and sweet marjorum, hyssop and rue. |
| HANDY Spandy, Jack a-dandy, Loves plum-cake and sugar-candy; He bought some at a grocer's shop, And out he came, hop-hop-hop. THERE was a little girl who had a little curl Right in the middle of her forehead; When she was good, she was very, very good, And when she was bad she was horrid. THE greedy man is he who sits And bites bits out of plates, Or else takes up an almanac And gobbles all the dates. |
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| ONE, he loves; two, he loves; Three, he loves, they say; Four, he loves with all his heart; Five, he casts away. Six, he loves; seven, she loves; Eight, they both love. Nine, he comes; ten, he tarries; Eleven, he courts; twelve, he marries. HUSH, baby, my doll, I pray you, don't cry, And I'll give you some bread, and some milk by-and-bye; Or, perhaps, you like custard, or, maybe, a tart, Then to either you are welcome, with all my heart. |
| AN old woman lived in Nottingham town, |
| Who owned a small house, and painted it brown; |
| And yet this old woman grew crazy with fright, |
| Lest some one should burn her house in the night. |
BRYAN O'Lin and his wife, and wife's mother, |
| They all went over the bridge together: |
| The bridge broke down, and they all fell in,— |
| The deuce go with all! said Bryan O'Lin. |
LITTLE Miss Lily, you're dreadfully silly |
| To wear such a very long skirt: |
| If you take my advice, you would hold it up nice |
| And not let it trail in the dirt. |
| LADY-BUG, lady-bug, Fly away home, Your house is on fire, Your children will burn. A SWARM of bees in May 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. |
| Curly locks! Curly locks! wilt thou be mine? |
| Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine |
| CURLY locks! Curly locks! wilt thou be mine? |
| Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine; |
| But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam, |
| And feed upon strawberries, sugar and cream! |
A CAT came fiddling out of a barn. |
| With a pair of bag-pipes under her arm: |
| She could sing nothing but fiddle cum fee, |
| The mouse has married the bumble-bee; |
| Pipe, cat—dance, mouse, |
| We'll have a wedding at our good house. |
| I WON'T be my father's Jack, I won't be my mother's Jill, I will be the fiddler's wife, And have music when I will. T'other little tune, T'other little tune, Prythee, love, play me T'other little tune. | LITTLE maid, little maid, Whither goest thou? Down in the meadow To milk my cow. AS the days grow longer The storms grow stronger. |
| HICKORY, dickory, sackory down |
| How many miles to Richmond town? |
| Turn to the left and turn to the right, |
| And you may get there by Saturday night. |
| ONE, two, buckle my shoe; Three, four, shut the door; Five, six, pick up sticks; Seven, eight, lay them straight; Nine, ten, a good fat hen; Eleven, twelve, who will delve; Thirteen, fourteen, maids a-courting; Fifteen, sixteen, maids a-kissing; Seventeen, eighteen, maids a-waiting; Nineteen, twenty, my stomach's empty. |
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| WEAR you a hat, or wear you a crown, All that goes up must surely come down. | |||||
| THERE were two blackbirds Sitting on a hill. The one named Jack, And the other named Jill. Fly away, Jack! Fly away, Jill! Come again, Jack! Come again, Jill! | ||||
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| WHAT God never sees, What the King seldom sees, What we see every day: Read my riddle, I pray. [An Equal] |
BURNIE bee, burnie bee, Tell me when your wedding be? If it be to-morrow day, Take your wings and fly away. |
| LAZY Tom, with jacket blue, Stole his father's gouty shoe; The worst of harm we can wish him, Is, his gouty shoe may fit him. | A WATER there is, I must pass, A broader water never was; And yet of all waters I ever did see, To pass over with less jeopardy. [The Dew] |
| DRAW a pail of water |
| For my lady's daughter; |
| My father's a king, and my mother's a queen, |
| My two little sisters are dressed in green, |
| Slumping grass and parsley, |
| Marigold leaves and daisies. |
| One rush! Two rush! |
| Pray thee, fine lady, come under my rush. |
THE old woman must stand at the tub, tub, tub, |
| The dirty clothes to rub, rub, rub; |
| But when they are clean, and fit to be seen, |
| She'll dress like a lady, and dance on the green. |
| GEORGEY Porgey, pudding and pie, Kissed the girls and made them cry; When the girls come out to play, Georgey Porgey runs away. INTERY, mintery, cutery, corn, Apple seed, and apple thorn; Wine, brier, limber lock, Three geese in a flock, One flew east, one flew west, And one flew over the goose's nest. |
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| TIT, tat, toe, My first go, Three jolly butcher boys All in a row; Stick one up, Stick one down, Stick one on the old man's crown. WEE Willie Winkie Runs through the town, Up-stairs and down-stairs, In his night gown; Rapping at the window, Crying at the lock, "Are the children in their beds, For now it's ten o'clock?" |
| Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater, |
| Had a wife and couldn't keep her |
| PETER, Peter, pumpkin-eater; Had a wife, and couldn't keep her; He put her in a pumpkin shell, And there he kept her very well. Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater; Had another and didn't love her; Peter learned to read and spell, And then he loved her very well. [The following lines are sung by children when starting for a race] GOOD horses, bad horses, What is the time of day? Three o'clock, four o'clock, Now fare you away. | [Say quick]
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| WASN'T it funny? hear it all people! |
| Little Tom Thum has swallowed a steeple! |
| How did he do it? |
| I'll tell you, my son: |
| 'Twas made of white sugar—and easily done! |
HECTOR Protector was dressed all in green; |
| 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. |
DONKEY, donkey, old and gray, |
| Ope your mouth, and gently bray; |
| Lift your ears and blow your horn, |
| To wake the world this sleepy morn. |
| WHEN little Fred went to bed, He always said his prayers; He kissed mamma, and then papa, And straightway went up-stairs. WHO comes here? "A grenadier." What do you want? "A pot of beer." Where is your money? "I've forgot." Get you gone, You can't have a drop. |
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| MULTIPLICATION is vexation, |
| Division is as bad; |
| The Rule of Three doth puzzle me, |
| And Fractions drive me mad. |
| WAS ever heard such noise and clamor! |
| The hatchet's jealous of the hammer! |
| [Mind your Punctuation] |
| I SAW a peacock with a fiery tail, |
| I saw a blazing comet drop down hail, |
| I saw a cloud wrapped with ivy round, |
| I saw an oak creep on the ground, |
| I saw a snail swallow up a whale, |
| I saw the sea brimful of ale, |
| I saw a Venice glass full fifteen feet deep, |
| I saw a well full of men's tears that weep, |
| I saw red eyes all of a flaming fire, |
| I saw a house bigger than the moon and higher, |
| I saw the sun at twelve o'clock at night, |
| I saw the man that saw this wondrous sight. |
| HERE am I, little jumping Joan, When nobody's with me, I'm always alone. THERE was a rat, for want of stairs, Went down a rope to say his prayers. OH dear, what can the matter be Johnny's so long at the fair, He promised to buy me a bunch of blue ribbons To tie up my bonny brown hair. |
| THERE was a man in our town, |
| And he was wondrous wise; |
| He jumped into a bramble bush, |
| And scratch'd out both his eyes; |
And when he saw his eyes were out, |
| With all his might and main, |
| He jump'd into another bush, |
| And scratch'd them in again. |
| ELIZABETH, Elspeth, Betsy and Bess, |
| They all went together to seek a bird's nest. |
| They found a bird's nest with five eggs in, |
| They all took one, and left four in. |
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| THREE Blind Mice, See how they run! They all ran after the farmer's wife, Who cut off their tails with a carving knife; Did ever you hear such a thing in your life As three blind mice? | |
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| Rain, rain, go away; |
| Come again another day |
| RAIN, rain, go away; Come again another day; Little Johnny wants to play. | AT the siege of Belleisle, I was there all the while, All the while, all the while, At the siege of Belleisle. |
| CLAP, 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. | TWO little dogs Sat by the fire, Over a fender of coal-dust; Said one little dog To the other little dog, If you don't talk, why, I must. |
| "COME, let's to bed," |
| Says Sleepy-head; |
| "Tarry a while," says Slow. |
| "Put on the pot," |
| Says the Greedy one, |
| "Let's sup before we go." |
| UP at Piccadilly, oh! The coachman takes his stand, And when he meets a pretty girl He takes her by the hand; Whip away forever, oh! Drive away so clever, oh! All the way to Bristol, oh! He drives her four-in-hand. | 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. |
| DICKERY, dickery, dock; The mouse ran up the clock; The clock struck One, The mouse ran down, Dickery, dickery, dock. | 1, 2, 3, 4, 5! I caught a hare alive 6, 7, 8, 9, 10! I let him go again. |
| MARY had a little lamb with fleece as white as snow, |
| And everywhere that Mary went the lamb was sure to go. |
| It followed her to school one day, that was against the rule. |
| It made the children laugh and play, to see a lamb at school. |
And so the teacher turned it out, but still it lingered near, |
| And waited patiently about till Mary did appear. |
| "Why does the lamb love Mary so," the eager children cry, |
| "Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know!" the teacher did reply. |
| I LIKE little pussy, Her coat is so warm, And if I don't hurt her, She'll do me no harm; So I'll not pul |