[The following is quoted in Parkin's reply to Dr. Stukeley's second number of "Origines Roystonianæ," 4to. London, 1748, p. vi.] PETER WHITE will ne e'r go right; 253. O THAT I was where I would be, And where I would be I cannot. * M (137) 254. [The following was sung to the tune of Chevy Chace. It was taken from a poetical tale in the "Choyce Poems," 12mo., London, 1662, the music to which may be seen in D'Urfey's " Pills to Purge Melancholy," 1719, vol. iv., p. 1.] THREE children sliding on the ice As it fell out, they all fell in, Now had these children been at home, Ten thousand pounds to one penny You parents all that children have, If you would have them safe abroad, 255. THERE was a man of Newington 256. If all the world was apple-pie, And all the trees were bread and cheese, 257. [The following occurs in a MS. of the seventeenth century in the Sloane collection, the reference to which I have unfortunately mislaid.] THE man in the wilderness asked me, How many strawberries grew in the sea? I answered him, as I thought good, As many as red herrings grew in the wood. 258. [The conclusion of the following resembles a verse in the nursery history of Mother Hubbard.] THERE WAS an old woman, and what do you think? She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink : She went to the baker, to buy her some bread, dead; She went to the clerk to toll the bell, And when she came back her old husband was well. 259. THERE was an old woman had nothing, 260. THERE was a little Guinea-pig, When from a place he ran away, He often squeak'd, and sometimes vi'lent, 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. One day, as I am certified, He took a whim and fairly died; |