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... vintner , who drank all himself . W was a watchman , and guarded the door , X was expensive , and so became poor . Y was a youth , that did not love school , Z was a zany , a silly old fool . A was an apple - pie ; B bit it 2 LITERAL . 13.
... vintner , who drank all himself . W was a watchman , and guarded the door , X was expensive , and so became poor . Y was a youth , that did not love school , Z was a zany , a silly old fool . A was an apple - pie ; B bit it 2 LITERAL . 13.
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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... door , She stopt to rest a little more ; When she came the church within , The parson pray'd ' gainst pride and sin . On looking up , on looking down , She saw a dead man on the ground : And from his nose unto his chin , The worms crawl ...
... door , She stopt to rest a little more ; When she came the church within , The parson pray'd ' gainst pride and sin . On looking up , on looking down , She saw a dead man on the ground : And from his nose unto his chin , The worms crawl ...
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... off she went shaking her ears , And swift to her forest she fled . She washed every blood - stain off In some crystal waterfall ; Put on a more beautiful dress , And hasted away to the ball . My lord , at the ball - room door , TALES . 23.
... off she went shaking her ears , And swift to her forest she fled . She washed every blood - stain off In some crystal waterfall ; Put on a more beautiful dress , And hasted away to the ball . My lord , at the ball - room door , TALES . 23.
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Collected Chiefly from Oral Tradition. My lord , at the ball - room door , Was waiting with pleasure and pain ; He longed to see nothing so much As the beautiful Catskin again . When he asked her to dance , she again Said " Yes ! " with ...
Collected Chiefly from Oral Tradition. My lord , at the ball - room door , Was waiting with pleasure and pain ; He longed to see nothing so much As the beautiful Catskin again . When he asked her to dance , she again Said " Yes ! " with ...
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apple baby ball bawbie baps birds bought carrion crow Catskin Catskin robe Cock me cary dame Dance o'er daughter dead dear ding DOCTOR Foster e-oh eggs fat tripe father fiddle flew frog gay lady girl goose head heart heigh JACK SPRAT John John Ball John Crowder Johnny jump'd king king of France kiss Kitty lady lee legs lived lol de riddle Lond lord maid mammy married merry milk mouse never night nose nursery o'er my lady old razor old woman PAT-A-CAKE play poor Pray pretty queen Quoth rhyme ride ring Robert of Gloucester Robin Hood round Say the bells shoe shot Simple Simon sing SOLOMON GRUNDY stick stole Taffy tail tell thee There's thou Thumb Tidy Tom Thumb took toone town tree twine wash whistle wife wood Wooley Foster
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Page 43 - A MAN of words and not of deeds Is like a garden full of weeds...
Page 92 - OLD Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard, To get her poor dog a bone: But when she got there The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none.
Page 1 - Old King Cole Was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he: He called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
Page 15 - 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?
Page 76 - 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 going to St. Ives?
Page 204 - Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Page 69 - Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them; Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them.
Page 64 - THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW he north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then, Poor thing? He'll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing.
Page 32 - OLD Mother Goose, when She wanted to wander, Would ride through the air On a very fine gander. Mother Goose had a house, 'Twas built in a wood, Where an owl at the door For sentinel stood.
Page 177 - THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT This is the farmer sowing his corn, 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.