L ADY bird, lady bird, fly away home; Thy house is on fire, thy children all gone All but one, and her name is Ann, And she crept under the pudding-pan. Pussy, are you there? "So, so, Mistress Pussy, Pray how do you do?" you, I'm very well just now." ITTLE Robin-Redbreast sat upon a tree; L' 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.' M ARY had a pretty bird With feathers bright and yellow Slender legs-upon my word He was a pretty fellow. HAD a little hen, the prettiest ever seen; She washed me the dishes, and kept the house clean; She went to the mill to fetch me some flour; She brought it home in less than an hour; She baked me my bread, she brew'd me my ale; OME, take up your hats, and away let us haste CON To the Butterfly's ball, and the Grasshopper's The trumpeter, Gad-fly, has summoned the crew, And the Hornet with jacket of yellow and brown; Came, fatigued with the distance, the length of an ell. A water-dock leaf, which their table-cloth made. |