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<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h1>THE REAL<br/> MOTHER<br/> GOOSE</h1> <br/> <h2><i>Illustrated by</i><br/> Blanche Fisher Wright</h2> <br/><br/> <h3>1916</h3> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td colspan="3"> <h3 id="list">A LIST OF THE RHYMES<br/></h3> <h4><SPAN href="#alpha">an alphabetical list of first lines</SPAN></h4> </td> </tr> <tr valign="top"> <td class="contents" width="33%"> <SPAN href="#a55"> ABC<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a63"> About the Bush<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a100"> The Alphabet<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a252"> An Equal<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a223"> An Icicle<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a200"> Around the Green Gravel<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a203"> As I Was Going Along<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a126"> Baa, Baa, Black Sheep<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a23"> Baby Dolly<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a284"> The Balloon<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a247"> The Bells<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a57"> Banbury Cross<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a257"> Bandy Legs<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a37"> Barber<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a155"> Bat, Bat<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a236"> Bedtime<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a24"> Bees<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a267"> Bell Horses<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a178"> Belleisle<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a211"> Bessy Bell and Mary Gray<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a234"> Betty Blue<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a205"> Billy, Billy<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a217"> Birds of a Feather<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a209"> The Bird Scarer<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a75"> The Black Hen<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a173"> The Blacksmith<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a89"> Blue Bell Boy<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a300"> Bobby Shaftoe<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a149"> Bobby Snooks<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a279"> Boy and Girl<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a141"> Boy and the Sparrow<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a226"> The Boy in the Barn<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a301"> The Bunch of Blue Ribbons<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a41"> Burnie Bee<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a132"> Buttons<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a167"> Bye, Baby Bunting<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a202"> Caesar's Song<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a77"> A Candle<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a191"> Candle-Saving<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a128"> The Cat and the Fiddle<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a285"> A Cherry<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a196"> A Chimney<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a50"> Christmas<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a294"> Christmas<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a49"> Clap Handies<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a32"> The Clever Hen<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a4"> The Clock<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a274"> The Coachman<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a88"> The Cock and the Hen<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a176"> Cock-a-Doodle-Do!<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a222"> Cock-a-Doodle-Do<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a187"> A Cock and Bull Story<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a170"> Cock-Crow<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a183"> Coffee and Tea<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a25"> Come Out to Play<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a254"> Come, Let's to Bed<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a169"> Comical Folk<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a130"> A Counting-Out Rhyme<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a242"> The Crooked Sixpence<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a10"> Cross Patch<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a125"> Cry, Baby<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a79"> Curly-Locks<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a61"> Cushy Cow<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a94"> Daffodils<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a8"> Dame Trot and Her Cat<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a101"> Dance to Your Daddie<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a237"> Dance, Little Baby<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a214"> Dance, Thumbkin, Dance<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a181"> Dapple-Gray<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a297"> The Death and Burial of Poor Cock Robin<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a137"> The Derby Ram<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a72"> Diddle Diddle Dumpling<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a163"> A Difficult Rhyme<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a291"> Ding, Dong, Bell<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a129"> Doctor Fell<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a71"> Doctor Foster<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a245"> The Donkey<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a82"> The Dove and the Wren<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a186"> Dreams<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a244"> Ducks and Drakes<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a218"> The Dusty Miller<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a51"> Elizabeth<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a293"> The Farmer and the Raven<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a192"> Fears and Tears<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a6"> Fingers and Toes<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a143"> The First of May<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a69"> Five Toes<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a38"> The Flying Pig<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a188"> For Baby<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a60"> For Every Evil<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a239"> For Want of a Nail<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a114"> Forehead, Eyes, Cheeks, Nose, etc.<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a59"> Georgy Porgy<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a258"> The Girl and the Birds<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a95"> The Girl in the Lane<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a21"> Going to St. Ives<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a165"> Good Advice<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a86"> Goosey, Goosey, Gander<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a220"> The Greedy Man<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a98"> Handy Pandy<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a156"> Hark! Hark!</SPAN><SPAN href="#a204"><br/></SPAN> </td> <td class="contents" width="33%"> <SPAN href="#a54"> </SPAN><SPAN href="#a157">The Hart<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a204"> Hector Protector</SPAN> <br/> <SPAN href="#a54">Heigh-Ho, the Carrion Crow<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a31"> Here Goes My Lord<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a138"> The Hobby-Horse<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a133"> Hot Boiled Beans<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a287"> Hot Codlins<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a299"> Hot-Cross Buns<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a145"> The House That Jack Built<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a80"> Humpty Dumpty<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a43"> The Hunter of Reigate<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a40"> Hush-a-Bye<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a93"> Hush-a-Bye<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a96"> Hush-a-Bye<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a120"> I Had a Little Husband<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a166"> I Love Sixpence<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a151"> I Saw a Ship A-Sailing<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a111"> If All the Seas Were One Sea<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a26"> If Wishes Were Horses<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a246"> If<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a122"> I'll Tell You a Story<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a201"> Intery, Mintery<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a131"> Jack and His Fiddle<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a99"> Jack and Jill<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a91"> Jack Jelf<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a230"> Jack Jingle<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a92"> Jack Sprat<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a20"> Jack<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a260"> Jenny Wren<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a73"> Jerry Hall<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a66"> John Smith<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a52"> Just Like Me<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a193"> The Kilkenny Cats<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a249"> The King of France<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a197"> Ladybird<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a34"> Leg Over Leg<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a74"> Lengthening Days<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a118"> The Lion and the Unicorn<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a216"> The Little Bird<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a1"> Little Bo-Peep<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a2"> Little Boy Blue<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a127"> Little Fred<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a248"> Little Girl and Queen<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a185"> The Little Girl with a Curl<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a208"> Little Jack Horner<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a147"> Little Jenny Wren<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a15"> Little Jumping Joan<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a265"> Little King Boggen<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a255"> Little Maid<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a70"> A Little Man<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a150"> The Little Moppet<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a278"> The Little Mouse<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a44"> Little Polly Flinders<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a134"> Little Pussy<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a286"> The Lost Shoe<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a261"> Little Tom Tucker<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a117"> Lock and Key<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a282"> London Bridge<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a35"> Lucy Locket<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a30"> A Man and a Maid<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a58"> The Man in Our Town<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a153"> The Man in the Moon<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a207"> The Man in the Wilderness<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a159"> The Man of Bombay<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a273"> The Man of Derby<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a290"> The Man of Tobago<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a198"> The Man Who Had Naught<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a283"> March Winds<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a210"> Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a215"> Mary's Canary<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a83"> Master I Have<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a19"> A Melancholy Song<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a119"> The Merchants of London<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a78"> Miss Muffet<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a76"> The Mist<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a17"> Money and the Mare<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a298"> The Mouse and the Clock<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a139"> The Mulberry Bush<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a264"> Multiplication Is Vexation<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a110"> My Kitten<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a238"> My Little Maid<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a158"> My Love<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a162"> My Maid Mary<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a189"> Myself<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a97"> Nancy Dawson<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a212"> Needles and Pins<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a56"> A Needle and Thread<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a13"> Oh Dear!<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a28"> Old Chairs to Mend<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a194"> Old Grimes<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a179"> Old King Cole<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a108"> The Old Man<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a14"> Old Mother Goose<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a87"> Old Mother Hubbard<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a148"> The Old Woman and the Pedlar<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a105"> The Old Woman from France<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a142"> Old Woman, Old Woman<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a263"> The Old Woman of Gloucester<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a270"> The Old Woman of Harrow<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a225"> The Old Woman of Leeds<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a277"> The Old Woman of Surrey<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a11"> The Old Woman Under a Hill</SPAN><SPAN href="#a251"><br/></SPAN> </td> <td class="contents" width="33%"> <SPAN href="#a102">One Misty Moisty Morning</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a154">One, He Loves</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a251">One to Ten</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a175">One, Two, Buckle My Shoe<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a81"> One, Two, Three<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a190"> Over the Water<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a177"> Pairs or Pears<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a112"> Pancake Day<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a16"> Pat-a-Cake<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a240"> Pease Porridge<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a250"> Peter Piper<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a259"> A Pig<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a84"> Pins<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a272"> The Piper and His Cow<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a46"> Pippen Hill<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a53"> Play Days<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a113"> A Plum Pudding<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a276"> A Thorn<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a296"> Polly and Sukey<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a160"> Poor Old Robinson Crusoe!<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a164"> Pretty John Watts<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a232"> The Pumpkin-Eater<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a47"> Pussy-Cat and Queen<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a213"> Pussy-Cat and the Dumplings<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a304"> Pussy-Cat by the Fire<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a184"> Pussy-Cat Mew<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a231"> The Quarrel<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a3"> Rain<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a104"> Rain<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a45"> Ride Away, Ride Away<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a241"> Ring a Ring o' Roses<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a269"> The Robin<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a29"> Robin and Richard<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a103"> Robin Hood and Little John<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a18"> Robin Redbreast<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a65"> Robin-a-Bobbin<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a107"> The Robins<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a206"> Rock-a-Bye, Baby<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a146"> Saturday, Sunday<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a7"> A Seasonable Song<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a180"> See, See<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a64"> See-Saw<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a85"> Shall We Go A-Shearing?<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a224"> A Ship's Nail<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a233"> Shoeing<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a161"> A Sieve<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a67"> Simple Simon<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a135"> Sing a Song of Sixpence<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a281"> Sing, Sing<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a124"> Sleep, Baby, Sleep<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a303"> Sneezing<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a39"> Solomon Grundy<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a219"> A Star<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a123"> A Strange Old Woman<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a144"> Sulky Sue<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a227"> Sunshine<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a292"> A Sunshiny Shower<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a116"> A Sure Test<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a288"> Swan<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a199"> The Tailors and the Snail<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a268"> Taffy<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a253"> The Tarts<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a106"> Teeth and Gums<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a221"> The Ten O'Clock Scholar<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a235"> That's All<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a275"> There was an Old Woman<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a22"> Thirty Days Hath September<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a243"> This Is the Way<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a68"> Three Blind Mice<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a9"> Three Children on the Ice<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a172"> The Three Sons<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a289"> Three Straws<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a42"> Three Wise Men of Gotham<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a121"> To Babylon<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a27"> To Market<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a168"> Tom, Tom, the Piper's Son<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a171"> Tommy Snooks<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a136"> Tommy Tittlemouse<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a229"> Tongs<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a109"> T'Other Little Tune<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a12"> Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a33"> Two Birds<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a174"> Two Gray Kits<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a115"> Two Pigeons<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a152"> A Walnut<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a62"> Wee Willie Winkie<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a195"> A Week of Birthdays<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a182"> A Well<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a256"> What Are Little Boys Made Of?<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a36"> When Jenny Wren Was Young<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a305"> When the Snow Is on the Ground<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a280"> When<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a262"> Where Are You Going, My Pretty Maid?<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a266"> Whistle<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a90"> Why May Not I Love Johnny?<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a295"> Willy Boy<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a228"> Willy, Willy<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a48"> The Winds<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a5"> Winter<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a302"> The Woman of Exeter<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a140"> Young Lambs to Sell<br/></SPAN> <SPAN href="#a271"> Young Roger and Dolly<br/></SPAN> </td> </tr> </table> <br/> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td colspan="3"> <h3 id="alpha">AN ALPHABETICAL LIST OF FIRST LINES<br/></h3> <h4><SPAN href="#list">a list of the rhymes</SPAN></h4> </td> </tr> <tr valign="top"> <td class="contents" width="50%"> <SPAN href="#a251"> 1, 2, 3, 4, 5!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a54"> A carrion crow sat on an oak,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a221"> A diller, a dollar, a ten o'clock scholar!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a244"> A duck and a drake,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a293"> A farmer went trotting upon his gray mare,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a76"> A hill full, a hole full,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a226"> A little boy went into a barn,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a141"> A little cock-sparrow sat on a green tree,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a273"> A little old man of Derby,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a43"> A man went a-hunting at Reigate,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a161"> A riddle, a riddle, as I suppose,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a107"> A robin and a robin's son</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a292"> A sunshiny shower</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a24"> A swarm of bees in May</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a100"> A, B, C, and D,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a63"> About the bush, Willie,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a200"> Around the green gravel the grass grows green,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a189"> As I walked by myself,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a137"> As I was going to Derby all on a market-day,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a257"> As I was going to sell my eggs</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a21"> As I was going to St. Ives</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a46"> As I was going up Pippen Hill,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a285"> As I went through the garden gap,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a259"> As I went to Bonner,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a260"> As little Jenny Wren</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a182"> As round as an apple, as deep as a cup,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a152"> As soft as silk, as white as milk,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a74"> As the days grow longer</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a171"> As Tommy Snooks and Bessy Brooks</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a203"> A-singing a comical song, song, song,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a178"> At the siege of Belleisle</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a209"> Away, birds, away!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a126"> Baa, baa, black sheep,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a37"> Barber, barber, shave a pig.</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a155"> Bat, bat, come under my hat</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a267"> Bell horses, bell horses, what time of day?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a211"> Bessy Bell and Mary Gray,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a205"> Billy, Billy, come and play,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a217"> Birds of a feather flock together,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a196"> Black within and red without;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a300"> Bobby Shaftoe's gone to sea,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a202"> Bow-wow-wow!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a41"> Burnie bee, burnie bee,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a132"> Buttons, a farthing a pair!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a167"> Bye, baby bunting,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a50"> Christmas comes but once a year,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a294"> Christmas is coming, the geese are getting fat,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a49"> Clap, clap handies,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a88"> Cock, cock, cock, cock,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a176"> Cock-a-doodle-do!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a170"> Cocks crow in the morn</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a5"> Cold and raw the north wind doth blow,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a165"> Come when you're called,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a10"> Cross patch, draw the latch,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a125"> Cry, baby, cry,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a79"> Curly-locks, Curly-locks, wilt thou be mine?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a61"> Cushy cow, bonny, let down thy milk,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a94"> Daffy-down-dilly has come to town</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a8"> Dame Trot and her cat</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a101"> Dance to your daddie,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a237"> Dance, little Baby, dance up high!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a214"> Dance, Thumbkin, dance;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a13"> Dear, dear! what can the matter be?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a38"> Dickory, dickory, dare,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a72"> Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a291"> Ding, dong, bell,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a71"> Doctor Foster went to Glo'ster,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a245"> Donkey, donkey, old and gray,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a286"> Doodle doodle doo,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a51"> Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy, and Bess,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a6"> Every lady in this land</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a113"> Flour of England, fruit of Spain,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a60"> For every evil under the sun</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a239"> For want of a nail, the shoe was lost;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a199"> Four and Twenty tailors</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a186"> Friday night's dream, on Saturday told,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a59"> Georgy Porgy, pudding and pie,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a25"> Girls and boys, come out to play,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a86"> Goosey, goosey, gander,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a55"> Great A, little a,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a112"> Great A, little a,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a98"> Handy Pandy, Jack-a-dandy,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a156"> Hark, hark! the dogs do bark!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a204"> Hector Protector was dressed all in green;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a15"> Here am I, little jumping Joan,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a31"> Here goes my lord</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a114"> Here sits the Lord Mayor,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a139"> Here we go round the mulberry bush,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a144"> Here's Sulky Sue,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a119"> Hey diddle dinkety poppety pet,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a128"> Hey, diddle, diddle!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a110"> Hey, my kitten, my kitten,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a227"> Hick-a-more, Hack-a-more,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a130"> Hickery, dickery, 6 and 7,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a75"> Hickety, pickety, my black hen,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a298"> Hickory, dickory, dock!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a238"> High diddle doubt, my candle's out</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a219"> Higher than a house, higher than a tree.</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a299"> Hot-cross Buns!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a53"> How many days has my baby to play?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a121"> How many miles is it to Babylon?--</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a80"> Humpty Dumpty had a great fall;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a23"> Hush, baby, my dolly, I pray you don't cry,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a96"> Hush-a-bye, baby, lie still with thy daddy,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a40"> Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree top!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a93"> Hush-a-bye, baby,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a117"> I am a gold lock.</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a129"> I do not like thee, Doctor Fell;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a89"> I had a little boy,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a32"> I had a little hen, the prettiest ever seen,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a138"> I had a little hobby-horse,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a120"> I had a little husband no bigger than my thumb,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a150"> I had a little moppet,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a181"> I had a little pony,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a115"> I had two pigeons bright and gay,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a278"> I have seen you, little mouse,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a134"> I like little Pussy,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a166"> I love sixpence, a jolly, jolly sixpence,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a151"> I saw a ship a-sailing,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a276"> I went to the wood and got it;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a52"> I went up one pair of stairs.</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a109"> I won't be my father's Jack,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a111"> If all the seas were one sea,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a246"> If all the world were apple pie,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a28"> If I'd as much money as I could spend,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a140"> If I'd as much money as I could tell,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a26"> If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a116"> If you are to be a gentleman,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a303"> If you sneeze on Monday, you sneeze for danger;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a122"> I'll tell you a story</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a169"> In a cottage in Fife</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a201"> Intery, mintery, cutery corn,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a66"> Is John Smith within?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a99"> Jack and Jill went up the hill,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a20"> Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a92"> Jack Sprat</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a131"> Jacky, come and give me thy fiddle,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a73"> Jerry Hall, he was so small,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a90"> Johnny shall have a new bonnet,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a133"> Ladies and gentlemen come to supper--</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a197"> Ladybird, ladybird, fly away home!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a34"> Leg over leg,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a17"> Lend me thy mare to ride a mile.</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a234"> Little Betty Blue</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a149"> Little Bobby Snooks was fond of his books,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a1"> Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a2"> Little Boy Blue, come, blow your horn!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a248"> Little girl, little girl, where have you been?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a208"> Little Jack Horner</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a91"> Little Jack Jelf</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a230"> Little Jack Jingle, He used to live single;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a147"> Little Jenny Wren fell sick,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a265"> Little King Boggen, he built a fine hall,</SPAN><br/> </td> <td class="contents" width="50%"> <SPAN href="#a255"> Little maid, pretty maid, whither goest thou?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a78"> Little Miss Muffet</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a77"> Little Nanny Etticoat</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a44"> Little Polly Flinders</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a18"> Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a tree,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a261"> Little Tom Tucker</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a136"> Little Tommy Tittlemouse</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a223"> Lives in winter,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a282"> London Bridge is broken down,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a229"> Long legs, crooked thighs,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a35"> Lucy Locket lost her pocket,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a283"> March winds and April showers</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a218"> Margaret wrote a letter,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a215"> Mary had a pretty bird,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a210"> Mary, Mary, quite contrary,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a83"> Master I have, and I am his man,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a48"> Mister East gave a feast;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a183"> Molly, my sister and I fell out,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a195"> Monday's child is fair of face,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a264"> Multiplication is vexation,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a231"> My little old man and I fell out;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a162"> My maid Mary she minds the dairy,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a97"> Nancy Dawson was so fine</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a212"> Needles and pins, needles and pins,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a301"> Oh, dear, what can the matter be?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a222"> Oh, my pretty cock, oh, my handsome cock,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a194"> Old Grimes is dead, that good old man,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a179"> Old King Cole</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a14"> Old Mother Goose, when</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a87"> Old Mother Hubbard</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a56"> Old Mother Twitchett had but one eye,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a85"> Old woman, old woman, shall we go a-shearing?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a146"> On Saturday night</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a216"> Once I saw a little bird</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a102"> One misty moisty morning,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a154"> One, he loves; two, he loves;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a81"> One, two, three, four, five,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a175"> One, two, buckle my shoe</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a190"> Over the water, and over the sea,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a224"> Over the water,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a16"> Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a240"> Pease porridge hot,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a250"> Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a232"> Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a7"> Piping hot, smoking hot.</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a296"> Polly, put the kettle on,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a160"> Poor old Robinson Crusoe!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a164"> Pretty John Watts,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a213"> Pussy-cat ate the dumplings, the dumplings,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a184"> Pussy-cat Mew jumped over a coal,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a304"> Pussy-cat sits by the fire;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a47"> Pussy-cat, pussy-cat,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a3"> Rain, rain, go away,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a104"> Rain, rain, go to Spain,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a252"> Read my riddle, I pray.</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a57"> Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a45"> Ride away, ride away,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a241"> Ring a ring o' roses,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a173"> Robert Barnes, my fellow fine,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a29"> Robin and Richard were two pretty men,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a103"> Robin Hood, Robin Hood,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a65"> Robin-a-Bobbin</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a206"> Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a158"> Saw ye aught of my love a-coming from the market?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a84"> See a pin and pick it up,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a180"> See, see! What shall I see?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a64"> See-saw, Margery Daw,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a233"> Shoe the colt,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a67"> Simple Simon met a pieman,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a135"> Sing a song of sixpence,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a281"> Sing, sing, what shall I sing?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a124"> Sleep, baby, sleep,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a39"> Solomon Grundy,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a288"> Swan, swan, over the sea;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a268"> Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a187"> The cock's on the housetop blowing his horn;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a82"> The dove says coo, coo, what shall I do?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a143"> The fair maid who, the first of May,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a95"> The girl in the lane, that couldn't speak plain,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a220"> The greedy man is he who sits</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a157"> The hart he loves the high wood,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a249"> The King of France went up the hill,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a118"> The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a305"> The little robin grieves</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a153"> The Man in the Moon came tumbling down,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a236"> The Man in the Moon looked out of the moon,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a207"> The man in the wilderness</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a269"> The north wind doth blow,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a253"> The Queen of Hearts,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a174"> The two gray kits,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a105"> There came an old woman from France</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a302"> There dwelt an old woman at Exeter;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a242"> There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a159"> There was a fat man of Bombay,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a279"> There was a little boy and a little girl</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a185"> There was a little girl who had a little curl</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a70"> There was a little man, and he had a little gun,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a30"> There was a little man,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a287"> There was a little woman, as I've been told,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a198"> There was a man and he had naught,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a58"> There was a man in our town,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a272"> There was a piper had a cow,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a290"> There was an old man of Tobago</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a108"> There was an old man</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a172"> There was an old woman had three sons,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a277"> There was an old woman in Surrey,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a263"> There was an old woman of Gloucester,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a270"> There was an old woman of Harrow,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a225"> There was an old woman of Leeds,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a235"> There was an old woman sat spinning,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a142"> There was an old woman tossed in a basket,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a275"> There was an old woman who lived in a shoe.</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a123"> There was an old woman, and what do you think?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a148"> There was an old woman, as I've heard tell,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a11"> There was an old woman</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a193"> There were once two cats of Kilkenny.</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a33"> There were two birds sat on a stone,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a4"> There's a neat little clock,--</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a22"> Thirty days hath September,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a106"> Thirty white horses upon a red hill,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a145"> This is the house that Jack built.</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a243"> This is the way the ladies ride,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a69"> This little pig went to market;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a68"> Three blind mice! See how they run!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a9"> Three children sliding on the ice</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a289"> Three straws on a staff</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a42"> Three wise men of Gotham</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a254"> To bed! To bed!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a191"> To make your candles last for aye,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a27"> To market, to market, to buy a fat pig.</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a168"> Tom, Tom, the piper's son,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a192"> Tommy's tears and Mary's fears</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a19"> Trip upon trenchers,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a36"> 'Twas once upon a time, when Jenny Wren was young,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a12"> Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a177"> Twelve pairs hanging high,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a274"> Up at Piccadilly, oh!</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a62"> Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a256"> What are little boys made of, made of?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a284"> What is the news of the day,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a163"> What is the rhyme for porringer?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a280"> When I was a bachelor</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a258"> When I was a little girl, about seven years old,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a127"> When little Fred went to bed,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a262"> Where are you going, my pretty maid?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a266"> Whistle, daughter, whistle;</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a297"> Who killed Cock Robin?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a295"> Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going?</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a228"> Willy, Willy Wilkin</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a247"> You owe me five shillings,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a188"> You shall have an apple,</SPAN><br/> <SPAN href="#a271"> Young Roger came tapping at Dolly's window,</SPAN><br/> </td> </tr> </table> <ANTIMG class="images" src="images/002_0.jpg" width-obs="700" height-obs="140" alt="The Real Mother Goose" /> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a1"> <div class="boldtitle"><br/> LITTLE BO-PEEP</div> <br/>   Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,<br/>     And can't tell where to find them;<br/>   Leave them alone, and they'll come home,<br/>     And bring their tails behind them.<br/> <br/>   Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,<br/>     And dreamt she heard them bleating;<br/>   But when she awoke, she found it a joke,<br/>     For still they all were fleeting.<br/> <br/>   Then up she took her little crook,<br/>     Determined for to find them;<br/>   She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,<br/>     For they'd left all their tails behind 'em!<br/> <br/>   It happened one day, as Bo-peep did stray<br/>     Unto a meadow hard by--<br/>   There she espied their tails, side by side,<br/>     All hung on a tree to dry.<br/> <br/>   She heaved a sigh and wiped her eye,<br/>     And over the hillocks she raced;<br/>   And tried what she could, as a shepherdess should,<br/>     That each tail should be properly placed.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a2"> <div class="boldtitle">LITTLE BOY BLUE</div> <br/>   Little Boy Blue, come, blow your horn!<br/>   The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.<br/>   Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep?<br/>   Under the haystack, fast asleep!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a3"> <div class="boldtitle">RAIN<br/></div> <br/>   Rain, rain, go away,<br/>   Come again another day;<br/>   Little Johnny wants to play.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/1_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/1.jpg" alt="Rain" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a4"> <div class="boldtitle">THE CLOCK</div> <br/> There's a neat little clock,--<br/>   In the schoolroom it stands,--<br/> And it points to the time<br/>   With its two little hands.<br/> <br/> And may we, like the clock,<br/>   Keep a face clean and bright,<br/> With hands ever ready<br/>   To do what is right.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/2_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/2.jpg" alt="The Clock" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a5"> <div class="boldtitle">WINTER</div> <br/> Cold and raw the north wind doth blow,<br/> Bleak in the morning early;<br/> All the hills are covered with snow,<br/> And winter's now come fairly.<br/> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a6"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/3_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/3.jpg" alt="Fingers and Toes" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">FINGERS AND TOES</div> <br/> Every lady in this land<br/> Has twenty nails, upon each hand<br/> Five, and twenty on hands and feet:<br/> All this is true, without deceit.<br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a7"> <div class="boldtitle">A SEASONABLE SONG</div> <br/> Piping hot, smoking hot.<br/>     What I've got<br/>     You have not.<br/> Hot gray pease, hot, hot, hot;<br/> Hot gray pease, hot.<br/></div> </div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a8"> <div class="boldtitle">DAME TROT AND HER CAT</div> <br/> Dame Trot and her cat<br/>   Led a peaceable life,<br/> When they were not troubled<br/>   With other folks' strife.<br/> <br/> When Dame had her dinner<br/>   Pussy would wait,<br/> And was sure to receive<br/>   A nice piece from her plate.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a9"> <div class="boldtitle">THREE CHILDREN ON THE ICE</div> <br/> Three children sliding on the ice<br/>     Upon a summer's day,<br/> As it fell out, they all fell in,<br/>     The rest they ran away.<br/> <br/> Oh, had these children been at school,<br/>     Or sliding on dry ground,<br/> Ten thousand pounds to one penny<br/>     They had not then been drowned.<br/> <br/> Ye parents who have children dear,<br/>     And ye, too, who have none,<br/> If you would keep them safe abroad<br/>     Pray keep them safe at home.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a10"> <div class="boldtitle">CROSS PATCH</div> <br/> Cross patch, draw the latch,<br/>   Sit by the fire and spin;<br/> Take a cup and drink it up,<br/>   Then call your neighbors in.<br/> <br/></div> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a11"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/4_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/4.jpg" alt="The Old Woman Under a Hill" /></SPAN> <div class="boldtitle">THE OLD WOMAN UNDER A HILL</div> <br/> There was an old woman<br/>   Lived under a hill;<br/> And if she's not gone,<br/>   She lives there still.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a12"> <div class="boldtitle">TWEEDLE-DUM AND TWEEDLE-DEE</div> <br/> Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee<br/>     Resolved to have a battle,<br/> For Tweedle-dum said Tweedle-dee<br/>     Had spoiled his nice new rattle.<br/> <br/> Just then flew by a monstrous crow,<br/>     As big as a tar barrel,<br/> Which frightened both the heroes so,<br/>     They quite forgot their quarrel.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a13"> <div class="boldtitle">OH, DEAR!</div> <br/> Dear, dear! what can the matter be?<br/> Two old women got up in an apple-tree;<br/> One came down, and the other stayed till Saturday.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/5_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/5.jpg" alt="Oh Dear!" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a14"> <div class="boldtitle">OLD MOTHER GOOSE</div> <br/> Old Mother Goose, when<br/>   She wanted to wander,<br/> Would ride through the air<br/>   On a very fine gander.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a15"> <div class="boldtitle">LITTLE JUMPING JOAN</div> <br/>   Here am I, little jumping Joan,<br/> When nobody's with me<br/>     I'm always alone.<br/></div> <div class="poem" id="a18"> <div class="boldtitle">ROBIN REDBREAST</div> <br/> Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a tree,<br/> Up went Pussy-Cat, down went he,<br/> Down came Pussy-Cat, away Robin ran,<br/> Says little Robin Redbreast: "Catch me if you can!"<br/> <br/> Little Robin Redbreast jumped upon a spade,<br/> Pussy-Cat jumped after him, and then he was afraid.<br/> Little Robin chirped and sang, and what did Pussy say?<br/> Pussy-Cat said: "Mew, mew, mew," and Robin flew away.<br/> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a16"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/6_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/6.jpg" alt="Pat-a-Cake" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">PAT-A-CAKE</div> <br/> Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake,<br/>   Baker's man!<br/> So I do, master,<br/>   As fast as I can.<br/> <br/> Pat it, and prick it,<br/>   And mark it with T,<br/> Put it in the oven<br/>   For Tommy and me.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a17"> <div class="boldtitle">MONEY AND THE MARE</div> <br/> "Lend me thy mare to ride a mile."<br/> "She is lamed, leaping over a stile."<br/> <br/> "Alack! and I must keep the fair!<br/> I'll give thee money for thy mare."<br/> <br/> "Oh, oh! say you so?<br/> Money will make the mare to go!"<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a19"> <div class="boldtitle">A MELANCHOLY SONG</div> <br/> Trip upon trenchers,<br/> And dance upon dishes,<br/> My mother sent me for some barm, some barm;<br/> She bid me go lightly,<br/> And come again quickly,<br/> For fear the young men should do me some harm.<br/> Yet didn't you see, yet didn't you see,<br/> What naughty tricks they put upon me?<br/> They broke my pitcher<br/> And spilt the water,<br/> And huffed my mother,<br/> And chid her daughter,<br/> And kissed my sister instead of me.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/6a_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/6a.jpg" alt="A Melancholy Song" /></SPAN></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a20"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/7_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/7.jpg" alt="Jack" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">JACK</div> <br/> Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,<br/> Jack jump over the candlestick.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a21"> <div class="boldtitle">GOING TO ST. IVES</div> <br/> As I was going to St. Ives<br/> I met a man with seven wives.<br/> Every wife had seven sacks,<br/> Every sack had seven cats,<br/> Every cat had seven kits.<br/> Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,<br/> How many were going to St. Ives?<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a22"> <div class="boldtitle">THIRTY DAYS HATH SEPTEMBER</div> <br/> Thirty days hath September,<br/> April, June, and November;<br/> February has twenty-eight alone,<br/> All the rest have thirty-one,<br/> Excepting leap-year, that's the time<br/> When February's days are twenty-nine.<br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a23"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/9_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/9.jpg" alt="Baby Dolly" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">BABY DOLLY</div> <br/> Hush, baby, my dolly, I pray you don't cry,<br/> And I'll give you some bread, and some milk by-and-by;<br/> Or perhaps you like custard, or, maybe, a tart,<br/> Then to either you're welcome, with all my heart.<br/> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a24"> <div class="boldtitle">BEES</div> <br/> A swarm of bees in May<br/> Is worth a load of hay;<br/> A swarm of bees in June<br/> Is worth a silver spoon;<br/> A swarm of bees in July<br/> Is not worth a fly.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/8_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/8.jpg" alt="Bees" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a26"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/11_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/11.jpg" alt="If Wishes were Horses" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">IF WISHES WERE HORSES</div> <br/> If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.<br/> If turnips were watches, I would wear one by my side.<br/>     And if "ifs" and "ands"<br/>     Were pots and pans,<br/> There'd be no work for tinkers!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a27"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/10_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/10.jpg" alt="To Market, To Market, To Buy a Fat Pig" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">TO MARKET</div> <br/> To market, to market, to buy a fat pig.<br/> Home again, home again, jiggety jig.<br/> To market, to market, to buy a fat hog,<br/> Home again, home again, jiggety jog.<br/> To market, to market, to buy a plum bun,<br/> Home again, home again, market is done.<br/></div> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a25"> <div class="boldtitle">COME OUT TO PLAY</div> <br/> Girls and boys, come out to play,<br/> The moon doth shine as bright as day;<br/> Leave your supper, and leave your sleep,<br/> And come with your playfellows into the street.<br/> Come with a whoop, come with a call,<br/> Come with a good will or not at all.<br/> Up the ladder and down the wall,<br/> A half-penny roll will serve us all.<br/> You find milk, and I'll find flour,<br/> And we'll have a pudding in half an hour.<br/> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a28"> <div class="boldtitle">OLD CHAIRS TO MEND</div> <br/> If I'd as much money as I could spend,<br/> I never would cry old chairs to mend;<br/> Old chairs to mend, old chairs to mend;<br/> I never would cry old chairs to mend.<br/> <br/> If I'd as much money as I could tell,<br/> I never would cry old clothes to sell;<br/> Old clothes to sell, old clothes to sell;<br/> I never would cry old clothes to sell.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/12_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/12.jpg" alt="Old Chairs to Mend" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a29"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/13_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/13.jpg" align="left" alt="Robin and Richard" /></SPAN> <div class="boldtitle">ROBIN AND RICHARD</div> <br/> Robin and Richard were two pretty men,<br/> They lay in bed till the clock struck ten;<br/> Then up starts Robin and looks at the sky,<br/> "Oh, brother Richard, the sun's very high!<br/> You go before, with the bottle and bag,<br/> And I will come after on little Jack Nag."<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a30"> <div class="boldtitle">A MAN AND A MAID<br/></div> <br/>     There was a little man,<br/>     Who wooed a little maid,<br/> And he said, "Little maid, will you wed, wed, wed?<br/>     I have little more to say,<br/>     So will you, yea or nay,<br/> For least said is soonest mended-ded, ded, ded."<br/> <br/>     The little maid replied,<br/>     "Should I be your little bride,<br/> Pray what must we have for to eat, eat, eat?<br/>     Will the flame that you're so rich in<br/>     Light a fire in the kitchen?<br/> Or the little god of love turn the spit, spit, spit?"<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a31"> <div class="boldtitle">HERE GOES MY LORD</div> <br/>       Here goes my lord<br/> A trot, a trot, a trot, a trot,<br/>       Here goes my lady<br/> A canter, a canter, a canter, a canter!<br/> <br/>       Here goes my young master<br/> Jockey-hitch, jockey-hitch, jockey-hitch, jockey-hitch!<br/>       Here goes my young miss<br/> An amble, an amble, an amble, an amble!<br/> <br/> The footman lags behind to tipple ale and wine,<br/> And goes gallop, a gallop, a gallop, to make up his time.<br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a32"> <div class="boldtitle">THE CLEVER HEN</div> <br/> I had a little hen, the prettiest ever seen,<br/> She washed me the dishes and kept the house clean;<br/> She went to the mill to fetch me some flour,<br/> She brought it home in less than an hour;<br/> She baked me my bread, she brewed me my ale,<br/> She sat by the fire and told many a fine tale.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/14_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/14.jpg" alt="The Clever Hen" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a33"> <div class="boldtitle">TWO BIRDS<br/></div> <br/> There were two birds sat on a stone,<br/>     Fa, la, la, la, lal, de;<br/> One flew away, and then there was one,<br/>     Fa, la, la, la, lal, de;<br/> The other bird flew after,<br/> And then there was none,<br/>     Fa, la, la, la, lal, de;<br/> And so the stone<br/> Was left alone,<br/>     Fa, la, la, la, lal, de.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/16_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/16.jpg" alt="Two Birds" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a34"> <div class="boldtitle">LEG OVER LEG</div> <br/> Leg over leg,<br/> As the dog went to Dover;<br/> When he came to a stile,<br/> Jump, he went over.<br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a35"> <div class="boldtitle">LUCY LOCKET</div> <br/> Lucy Locket lost her pocket,<br/> Kitty Fisher found it;<br/> Nothing in it, nothing in it,<br/> But the binding round it.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/15_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/15.jpg" alt="Lucy Locket" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a36"> <div class="boldtitle">WHEN JENNY WREN WAS YOUNG</div> <br/> 'Twas once upon a time, when Jenny Wren was young,<br/> So daintily she danced and so prettily she sung,<br/> Robin Redbreast lost his heart, for he was a gallant bird.<br/> So he doffed his hat to Jenny Wren, requesting to be heard.<br/> <br/> "Oh, dearest Jenny Wren, if you will but be mine,<br/> You shall feed on cherry pie and drink new currant wine,<br/> I'll dress you like a goldfinch or any peacock gay,<br/> So, dearest Jen, if you'll be mine, let us appoint the day."<br/> <br/> Jenny blushed behind her fan and thus declared her mind:<br/> "Since, dearest Bob, I love you well, I'll take your offer kind.<br/> Cherry pie is very nice and so is currant wine,<br/> But I must wear my plain brown gown and never go too fine."<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a37"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/17_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/17.jpg" alt="Barber" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">BARBER</div> <br/> Barber, barber, shave a pig.<br/> How many hairs will make a wig?<br/> Four and twenty; that's enough.<br/> Give the barber a pinch of snuff.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a39"> <div class="boldtitle">SOLOMON GRUNDY</div> <br/> Solomon Grundy,<br/> Born on a Monday,<br/> Christened on Tuesday,<br/> Married on Wednesday,<br/> Took ill on Thursday,<br/> Worse on Friday,<br/> Died on Saturday,<br/> Buried on Sunday.<br/> This is the end<br/> Of Solomon Grundy.<br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a38"> <div class="boldtitle">THE FLYING PIG</div> <br/> Dickory, dickory, dare,<br/> The pig flew up in the air;<br/> The man in brown soon brought<br/>       him down,<br/>           Dickory,<br/>             dickory,<br/>               dare.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/18_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/18.jpg" alt="The Flying Pig" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a40"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/19_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/19.jpg" alt="Hush-a-bye" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">HUSH-A-BYE</div> <br/> Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree top!<br/> When the wind blows the cradle will rock;<br/> When the bough breaks the cradle will fall;<br/> Down will come baby, bough, cradle and all.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a41"> <div class="boldtitle">BURNIE BEE</div> <br/> Burnie bee, burnie bee,<br/> Tell me when your wedding be?<br/> If it be to-morrow day,<br/> Take your wings and fly away.<br/> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a42"> <div class="boldtitle">THREE WISE MEN OF GOTHAM</div> <br/> Three wise men of Gotham<br/> Went to sea in a bowl;<br/> If the bowl had been stronger<br/> My song had been longer.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/20_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/20.jpg" alt="Three Wise Men of Gotham" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a43"> <div class="boldtitle">THE HUNTER OF REIGATE</div> <br/> A man went a-hunting at Reigate,<br/> And wished to leap over a high gate.<br/>   Says the owner, "Go round,<br/>   With your gun and your hound,<br/> For you never shall leap over my gate."<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a44"> <div class="boldtitle"> LITTLE POLLY FLINDERS</div> <br/> Little Polly Flinders<br/> Sat among the cinders<br/>     Warming her pretty little toes;<br/> Her mother came and caught her,<br/> Whipped her little daughter<br/>     For spoiling her nice new clothes.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a45"> <div class="boldtitle">RIDE AWAY, RIDE AWAY</div> <br/> Ride away, ride away,<br/>   Johnny shall ride,<br/> And he shall have pussy-cat<br/>   Tied to one side;<br/> And he shall have little dog<br/>   Tied to the other,<br/> And Johnny shall ride<br/>   To see his grandmother.<br/> <br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a46"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/21_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/21.jpg" alt="Pippen Hill" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">PIPPEN HILL</div> <br/> As I was going up Pippen Hill,<br/>     Pippen Hill was dirty;<br/> There I met a pretty Miss,<br/>     And she dropped me a curtsy.<br/> <br/> Little Miss, pretty Miss,<br/>     Blessings light upon you;<br/> If I had half-a-crown a day,<br/>     I'd spend it all upon you.<br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a47"> <div class="boldtitle">PUSSY-CAT AND QUEEN</div> <br/> "Pussy-cat, pussy-cat,<br/>     Where have you been?"<br/> "I've been to London<br/>     To look at the Queen."<br/> <br/> "Pussy-cat, pussy-cat,<br/>     What did you there?"<br/> "I frightened a little mouse<br/>     Under the chair."<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/25_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/25.jpg" alt="Pussy-Cat and Queen" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a48"> <div class="boldtitle">THE WINDS</div> <br/> Mister East gave a feast;<br/> Mister North laid the cloth;<br/> Mister West did his best;<br/> Mister South burnt his mouth<br/> Eating cold potato.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/24_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/24.jpg" alt="Clap Handies" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a49"> <div class="boldtitle">CLAP HANDIES</div> <br/>     Clap, clap handies,<br/> Mammie's wee, wee ain;<br/>     Clap, clap handies,<br/> Daddie's comin' hame,<br/> Hame till his bonny wee bit laddie;<br/>     Clap, clap handies,<br/>     My wee, wee ain.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a52"> <div class="boldtitle">JUST LIKE ME</div> <br/> "I went up one pair of stairs."<br/>     "Just like me."<br/> <br/> "I went up two pairs of stairs."<br/>     "Just like me."<br/> <br/> "I went into a room."<br/>     "Just like me."<br/> <br/> "I looked out of a window."<br/>     "Just like me."<br/> <br/> "And there I saw a monkey."<br/>     "Just like me."<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a54"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/22_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/22.jpg" alt="Heigh-Ho, The Carrion Crow" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">HEIGH-HO, THE CARRION CROW</div> <br/> A carrion crow sat on an oak,<br/>     Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do,<br/> Watching a tailor shape his cloak;<br/>     Sing heigh-ho, the carrion crow,<br/>     Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do!<br/> <br/> Wife, bring me my old bent bow,<br/>     Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do,<br/> That I may shoot yon carrion crow;<br/>     Sing heigh-ho, the carrion crow,<br/>     Fol de riddle, loi de riddle, hi ding do!<br/> <br/> The tailor he shot, and missed his mark,<br/>     Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do!<br/> And shot his own sow quite through the heart;<br/>     Sing heigh-ho, the carrion crow,<br/>     Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do!<br/> <br/> Wife! bring brandy in a spoon,<br/>     Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do!<br/> For our old sow is in a swoon;<br/>     Sing heigh-ho, the carrion crow,<br/>     Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do!<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/23_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/23.jpg" alt="Heigh-Ho, The Carrion Crow" /></SPAN></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a53"> <div class="boldtitle">PLAY DAYS</div> <br/> How many days has my baby to play?<br/>     Saturday, Sunday, Monday,<br/> Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,<br/>     Saturday, Sunday, Monday.<br/> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a50"> <div class="boldtitle">CHRISTMAS</div> <br/> Christmas comes but once a year,<br/> And when it comes it brings good cheer.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a51"> <div class="boldtitle">ELIZABETH</div> <br/> Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy, and Bess,<br/> They all went together to seek a bird's nest;<br/> They found a bird's nest with five eggs in,<br/> They all took one, and left four in.<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a55"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/26_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/26.jpg" alt="ABC" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">ABC</div> <br/> Great A, little a,<br/>   Bouncing B!<br/> The cat's in the cupboard,<br/>   And can't see me.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a56"> <div class="boldtitle">A NEEDLE AND THREAD</div> <br/> Old Mother Twitchett had but one eye,<br/> And a long tail which she let fly;<br/> And every time she went through a gap,<br/> A bit of her tail she left in a trap.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a57"> <div class="boldtitle">BANBURY CROSS</div> <br/> Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,<br/> To see an old lady upon a white horse.<br/> Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes,<br/> She shall have music wherever she goes.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/28_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/28.jpg" alt="Ride a Cock-Horse to Banbury Cross" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a58"> <div class="boldtitle">THE MAN IN OUR TOWN</div> <br/> There was a man in our town,<br/>     And he was wondrous wise,<br/> He jumped into a bramble bush,<br/>     And scratched out both his eyes;<br/> But when he saw his eyes were out,<br/>     With all his might and main,<br/> He jumped into another bush,<br/>     And scratched 'em in again.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/27_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/27.jpg" alt="The Man in Our Town" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a59"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/29_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/29.jpg" alt="Georgy Porgy" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">GEORGY PORGY</div> <br/> Georgy Porgy, pudding and pie,<br/> Kissed the girls and made them cry.<br/> When the boys came out to play,<br/> Georgy Porgy ran away.<br/></div> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a60"> <div class="boldtitle">FOR EVERY EVIL</div> <br/> For every evil under the sun<br/> There is a remedy or there is none.<br/> If there be one, seek till you find it;<br/> If there be none, never mind it.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a61"> <div class="boldtitle">CUSHY COW</div> <br/> Cushy cow, bonny, let down thy milk,<br/> And I will give thee a gown of silk;<br/> A gown of silk and a silver tee,<br/> If thou wilt let down thy milk to me.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a62"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/31_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/31.jpg" alt="Wee Willie Winkie" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">WEE WILLIE WINKIE</div> <br/> Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,<br/> Upstairs and downstairs, in his nightgown;<br/> Rapping at the window, crying through the lock,<br/> "Are the children in their beds? Now it's eight o'clock."<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a63"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/30_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/30.jpg" alt="About the Bush" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">ABOUT THE BUSH</div> <br/> About the bush, Willie,<br/>     About the beehive,<br/> About the bush, Willie,<br/>     I'll meet thee alive.<br/> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a64"> <div class="boldtitle">SEE-SAW</div> <br/> See-saw, Margery Daw,<br/> Sold her bed and lay upon straw.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/31a_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/31a.jpg" alt="See-Saw" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a65"> <div class="boldtitle">ROBIN-A-BOBBIN</div> <br/> Robin-a-Bobbin<br/> Bent his bow,<br/> Shot at a pigeon,<br/> And killed a crow.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a66"> <div class="boldtitle">JOHN SMITH</div> <br/> Is John Smith within?<br/> Yes, that he is.<br/> Can he set a shoe?<br/> Ay, marry, two.<br/> Here a nail, there a nail,<br/> Tick, tack, too.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a67"> <div class="boldtitle">SIMPLE SIMON</div> <br/> Simple Simon met a pieman,<br/>     Going to the fair;<br/> Says Simple Simon to the pieman,<br/>     "Let me taste your ware."<br/> <br/> Says the pieman to Simple Simon,<br/>     "Show me first your penny,"<br/> Says Simple Simon to the pieman,<br/>     "Indeed, I have not any."<br/> <br/> Simple Simon went a-fishing<br/>     For to catch a whale;<br/> All the water he could find<br/>     Was in his mother's pail!<br/> <br/> Simple Simon went to look<br/>     If plums grew on a thistle;<br/> He pricked his fingers very much,<br/>     Which made poor Simon whistle.<br/> <br/> He went to catch a dicky bird,<br/>     And thought he could not fail,<br/> Because he had a little salt,<br/>     To put upon its tail.<br/> <br/> He went for water with a sieve,<br/>     But soon it ran all through;<br/> And now poor Simple Simon<br/>     Bids you all adieu.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a69"> <div class="boldtitle">FIVE TOES</div> <br/> This little pig went to market;<br/> This little pig stayed at home;<br/> This little pig had roast beef;<br/> This little pig had none;<br/> This little pig said, "Wee, wee!<br/> I can't find my way home."<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/33_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/33.jpg" alt="Five Toes" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <div class="poem" id="a68"> <div class="boldtitle">THREE BLIND MICE</div> <br/> Three blind mice! See how they run!<br/> They all ran after the farmer's wife,<br/> Who cut off their tails with a carving knife.<br/> Did you ever see such a thing in your life<br/> As three blind mice?<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/32_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/32.jpg" alt="Three Blind Mice" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a70"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/34_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/34.jpg" alt="A Little Man"/></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">A LITTLE MAN</div> <br/> There was a little man, and he had a little gun,<br/>   And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead;<br/> He went to the brook, and saw a little duck,<br/>   And shot it right through the head, head, head.<br/> <br/> He carried it home to his old wife Joan,<br/>   And bade her a fire to make, make, make.<br/> To roast the little duck he had shot in the brook,<br/>   And he'd go and fetch the drake, drake, drake.<br/> <br/> The drake was a-swimming with his curly tail;<br/>   The little man made it his mark, mark, mark.<br/> He let off his gun, but he fired too soon,<br/>   And the drake flew away with a quack, quack, quack.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a71"> <div class="boldtitle">DOCTOR FOSTER</div> <br/> Doctor Foster went to Glo'ster,<br/>   In a shower of rain;<br/> He stepped in a puddle, up to his middle,<br/>   And never went there again.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/35_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/35.jpg" alt="Doctor Foster" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a72"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/39_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/39.jpg" alt="Diddle Diddle Dumpling" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">DIDDLE DIDDLE DUMPLING</div> <br/> Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John<br/> Went to bed with his breeches on,<br/> One stocking off, and one stocking on;<br/> Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a73"> <div class="boldtitle">JERRY HALL</div> <br/> Jerry Hall, he was so small,<br/> A rat could eat him, hat and all.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a74"> <div class="boldtitle">LENGTHENING DAYS</div> <br/> As the days grow longer<br/> The storms grow stronger.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a75"> <div class="boldtitle">THE BLACK HEN</div> <br/> Hickety, pickety, my black hen,<br/> She lays eggs for gentlemen;<br/> Gentlemen come every day<br/> To see what my black hen doth lay.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/37_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/37.jpg" alt="The Black Hen" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a77"> <div class="boldtitle">A CANDLE</div> <br/> Little Nanny Etticoat<br/> In a white petticoat,<br/> And a red nose;<br/> The longer she stands<br/> The shorter she grows.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/36_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/36.jpg" alt="A Candle" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a76"> <div class="boldtitle">THE MIST</div> <br/> A hill full, a hole full,<br/> Yet you cannot catch a bowl full.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a78"> <div class="boldtitle">MISS MUFFET<br/></div> <br/>     Little Miss Muffet<br/>     Sat on a tuffet,<br/> Eating of curds and whey;<br/>     There came a big spider,<br/>     And sat down beside her,<br/> And frightened Miss Muffet away.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a79"> <div class="boldtitle">CURLY-LOCKS</div> <br/> Curly-locks, Curly-locks, wilt thou be mine?<br/> Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine;<br/> But sit on a cushion, and sew a fine seam<br/> And feed upon strawberries, sugar, and cream.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/38_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/38.jpg" alt="Curly-Locks, Curly-Locks, Wilt Thou Be Mine?"/><br/></SPAN></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a80"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/40_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/40.jpg" align="left" alt="Humpty-Dumpty" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">HUMPTY DUMPTY</div> Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,<br/> Humpty Dumpty had a great fall;<br/> All the King's horses, and all the King's men<br/> Cannot put Humpty Dumpty together again.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a81"> <div class="boldtitle">ONE, TWO, THREE</div> <br/> One, two, three, four, five,<br/> Once I caught a fish alive.<br/> Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,<br/> But I let it go again.<br/> Why did you let it go?<br/> Because it bit my finger so.<br/> Which finger did it bite?<br/> The little one upon the right.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a82"> <div class="boldtitle">THE DOVE AND THE WREN</div> <br/> The dove says coo, coo, what shall I do?<br/> I can scarce maintain two.<br/> Pooh, pooh! says the wren, I've got ten,<br/> And keep them all like gentlemen.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a83"> <div class="boldtitle">MASTER I HAVE</div> <br/> Master I have, and I am his man,<br/>     Gallop a dreary dun;<br/> Master I have, and I am his man,<br/>     And I'll get a wife as fast as I can;<br/> With a heighty gaily gamberally,<br/>     Higgledy piggledy, niggledy, niggledy,<br/>     Gallop a dreary dun.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a84"> <div class="boldtitle">PINS</div> <br/> See a pin and pick it up,<br/> All the day you'll have good luck.<br/> See a pin and let it lay,<br/> Bad luck you'll have all the day.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/41_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/41.jpg" alt="Pins" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a85"> <div class="boldtitle"> SHALL WE GO A-SHEARING?</div> <br/> "Old woman, old woman, shall we go a-shearing?"<br/> "Speak a little louder, sir, I am very thick of hearing."<br/> "Old woman, old woman, shall I kiss you dearly?"<br/> "Thank you, kind sir, I hear you very clearly."<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a86"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/42_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/42.jpg" alt="Goosey, Goosey, Gander" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">GOOSEY, GOOSEY, GANDER</div> <br/> Goosey, goosey, gander,<br/>   Whither dost thou wander?<br/> Upstairs and downstairs<br/>   And in my lady's chamber.<br/> <br/> There I met an old man<br/>   Who wouldn't say his prayers;<br/> I took him by the left leg,<br/>   And threw him down the stairs.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a88"> <div class="boldtitle">THE COCK AND THE HEN</div> <br/> "Cock, cock, cock, cock,<br/> I've laid an egg,<br/> Am I to gang ba--are-foot?"<br/> <br/> "Hen, hen, hen, hen,<br/> I've been up and down<br/> To every shop in town,<br/> And cannot find a shoe<br/> To fit your foot,<br/> If I'd crow my hea--art out."<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a89"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/43_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/43.jpg" alt="Blue Bell Boy" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">BLUE BELL BOY</div> <br/> I had a little boy,<br/>   And called him Blue Bell;<br/> Gave him a little work,--<br/>   He did it very well.<br/> <br/> I bade him go upstairs<br/>   To bring me a gold pin;<br/> In coal scuttle fell he,<br/>   Up to his little chin.<br/> <br/> He went to the garden<br/>   To pick a little sage;<br/> He tumbled on his nose,<br/>   And fell into a rage.<br/> <br/> He went to the cellar<br/>   To draw a little beer;<br/> And quickly did return<br/>   To say there was none there.<br/> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a87"> <div class="boldtitle">OLD MOTHER HUBBARD</div> <br/> Old Mother Hubbard<br/> Went to the cupboard,<br/>   To give her poor dog a bone;<br/> But when she got there<br/> The cupboard was bare,<br/>   And so the poor dog had none.<br/> <br/> She went to the baker's<br/>   To buy him some bread;<br/> When she came back<br/>   The dog was dead.<br/> <br/> She went to the undertaker's<br/>   To buy him a coffin;<br/> When she got back<br/>   The dog was laughing.<br/> <br/> She took a clean dish<br/>   To get him some tripe;<br/> When she came back<br/>   He was smoking a pipe.<br/> <br/> She went to the alehouse<br/>   To get him some beer;<br/> When she came back<br/>   The dog sat in a chair.<br/> <br/> She went to the tavern<br/>   For white wine and red;<br/> When she came back<br/>   The dog stood on his head.<br/> <br/> She went to the hatter's<br/>   To buy him a hat;<br/> When she came back<br/>   He was feeding the cat.<br/> <br/> She went to the barber's<br/>   To buy him a wig;<br/> When she came back<br/>   He was dancing a jig.<br/> <br/> She went to the fruiterer's<br/>   To buy him some fruit;<br/> When she came back<br/>   He was playing the flute.<br/> <br/> She went to the tailor's<br/>   To buy him a coat;<br/> When she came back<br/>   He was riding a goat.<br/> <br/> She went to the cobbler's<br/>   To buy him some shoes;<br/> When she came back<br/>   He was reading the news.<br/> <br/> She went to the sempster's<br/>   To buy him some linen;<br/> When she came back<br/>   The dog was a-spinning.<br/> <br/> She went to the hosier's<br/>   To buy him some hose;<br/> When she came back<br/>   He was dressed in his clothes.<br/> <br/> The dame made a curtsy,<br/>   The dog made a bow;<br/> The dame said, "Your servant,"<br/>   The dog said, "Bow-wow."<br/> <br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a90"> <div class="boldtitle">WHY MAY NOT I LOVE JOHNNY?</div> <br/> Johnny shall have a new bonnet,<br/>   And Johnny shall go to the fair,<br/> And Johnny shall have a blue ribbon<br/>   To tie up his bonny brown hair.<br/> <br/> And why may not I love Johnny?<br/>   And why may not Johnny love me?<br/> And why may not I love Johnny<br/>   As well as another body?<br/> <br/> And here's a leg for a stocking,<br/>   And here's a foot for a shoe,<br/> And he has a kiss for his daddy,<br/>   And two for his mammy, I trow.<br/> <br/> And why may not I love Johnny?<br/>   And why may not Johnny love me?<br/> And why may not I love Johnny<br/>   As well as another body?<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/45_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/45.jpg" alt="Why May I not Love Johnny?" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a91"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/44_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/44.jpg" alt="Jack Jelf" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">JACK JELF</div> <br/>     Little Jack Jelf<br/>     Was put on the shelf<br/> Because he could not spell "pie";<br/>     When his aunt, Mrs. Grace,<br/>     Saw his sorrowful face,<br/> She could not help saying, "Oh, fie!"<br/> <br/>     And since Master Jelf<br/>     Was put on the shelf<br/> Because he could not spell "pie,"<br/>     Let him stand there so grim,<br/>     And no more about him,<br/> For I wish him a very good-bye!<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a92"> <div class="boldtitle">JACK SPRAT</div> <br/>     Jack Sprat<br/>     Could eat no fat,<br/> His wife could eat no lean;<br/>     And so,<br/>     Betwixt them both,<br/> They licked the platter clean.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/46_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/46.jpg" alt="Jack Sprat" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a95"> <div class="boldtitle">THE GIRL IN THE LANE</div> <br/> The girl in the lane, that couldn't speak plain,<br/>   Cried, "Gobble, gobble, gobble":<br/> The man on the hill that couldn't stand still,<br/>   Went hobble hobble, hobble.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/48_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/48.jpg" alt="The Girl in the Lane" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a94"> <div class="boldtitle">DAFFODILS</div> <br/> Daffy-down-dilly has come to town<br/> In a yellow petticoat and a green gown.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a96"> <div class="boldtitle">HUSH-A-BYE</div> <br/> Hush-a-bye, baby, lie still with thy daddy,<br/>   Thy mammy has gone to the mill,<br/> To get some meal to bake a cake,<br/>   So pray, my dear baby, lie still.<br/> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a93"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/47_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/47.jpg" alt="Hush-a-Bye" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">HUSH-A-BYE</div> <br/>   Hush-a-bye, baby,<br/>     Daddy is near;<br/> Mamma is a lady,<br/>   And that's very clear.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a97"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/51_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/51.jpg" align="left" alt="Nancy Dawson" /></SPAN> <div class="boldtitle">NANCY DAWSON</div> <br/> Nancy Dawson was so fine<br/> She wouldn't get up to serve the swine;<br/> She lies in bed till eight or nine,<br/> So it's Oh, poor Nancy Dawson.<br/> <br/> And do ye ken Nancy Dawson, honey?<br/> The wife who sells the barley, honey?<br/> She won't get up to feed her swine,<br/> And do ye ken Nancy Dawson, honey?<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a98"> <div class="boldtitle">HANDY PANDY</div> <br/> Handy Pandy, Jack-a-dandy,<br/> Loves plum cake and sugar candy.<br/> He bought some at a grocer's shop,<br/> And out he came, hop, hop, hop!<br/> <br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a99"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/52_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/52.jpg" alt="Jack and Jill" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">JACK AND JILL</div> <br/> Jack and Jill went up the hill,<br/>   To fetch a pail of water;<br/> Jack fell down, and broke his crown,<br/>   And Jill came tumbling after.<br/> <br/> Then up Jack got and off did trot,<br/>   As fast as he could caper,<br/> To old Dame Dob, who patched his nob<br/>   With vinegar and brown paper.<br/> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a100"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/53_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/53.jpg" alt="The Alphabet" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE ALPHABET</div> <br/> A, B, C, and D,<br/> Pray, playmates, agree.<br/> E, F, and G,<br/> Well, so it shall be.<br/> J, K, and L,<br/> In peace we will dwell.<br/> M, N, and O,<br/> To play let us go.<br/> P, Q, R, and S,<br/> Love may we possess.<br/> W, X, and Y,<br/> Will not quarrel or die.<br/> Z, and ampersand,<br/> Go to school at command.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a101"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/54_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/54.jpg" alt="Dance to Your Daddie" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">DANCE TO YOUR DADDIE</div> <br/> Dance to your daddie,<br/> My bonnie laddie;<br/> Dance to your daddie, my bonnie lamb;<br/> You shall get a fishy,<br/> On a little dishy;<br/> You shall get a fishy, when the boat comes home.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a102"> <div class="boldtitle">ONE MISTY MOISTY MORNING</div> <br/> One misty moisty morning,<br/>     When cloudy was the weather,<br/> I chanced to meet an old man,<br/>     Clothed all in leather.<br/> He began to compliment<br/>     And I began to grin.<br/> How do you do? And how do you do?<br/>     And how do you do again?<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/55_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/55.jpg" alt="One Misty Moisty Morning" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a103"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/56_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/56.jpg" alt="Robin Hood" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">ROBIN HOOD AND LITTLE JOHN</div> <br/> Robin Hood, Robin Hood,<br/>     Is in the mickle wood!<br/> Little John, Little John,<br/>     He to the town is gone.<br/> <br/> Robin Hood, Robin Hood,<br/>     Telling his beads,<br/> All in the greenwood<br/>     Among the green weeds.<br/> <br/> Little John, Little John,<br/>     If he comes no more,<br/> Robin Hood, Robin Hood,<br/>     We shall fret full sore!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a104"> <div class="boldtitle">RAIN</div> <br/> Rain, rain, go to Spain,<br/> And never come back again.<br/></div> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a105"> <div class="boldtitle">THE OLD WOMAN FROM FRANCE</div> <br/> There came an old woman from France<br/> Who taught grown-up children to dance;<br/>     But they were so stiff,<br/>     She sent them home in a sniff,<br/> This sprightly old woman from France.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/57_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/57.jpg" alt="The Old Woman from France" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a106"> <div class="boldtitle">TEETH AND GUMS</div> <br/> Thirty white horses upon a red hill,<br/> Now they tramp, now they champ, now they stand still.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a107"> <div class="boldtitle">THE ROBINS</div> <br/> A robin and a robin's son<br/> Once went to town to buy a bun.<br/> They couldn't decide on plum or plain,<br/> And so they went back home again.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a108"> <div class="boldtitle">THE OLD MAN</div> <br/> There was an old man<br/> In a velvet coat,<br/> He kissed a maid<br/> And gave her a groat.<br/> The groat it was crack'd<br/> And would not go,--<br/> Ah, old man, do you serve me so?<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/58_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/58.jpg" alt="The Old Man" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a109"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/59_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/59.jpg" alt="T'Other Little Tune" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">T'OTHER LITTLE TUNE<br/></div> <br/> I won't be my father's Jack,<br/>   I won't be my father's Jill;<br/> I will be the fiddler's wife,<br/>   And have music when I will.<br/>       T'other little tune,<br/>       T'other little tune,<br/>       Prithee, Love, play me<br/>       T'other little tune.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a110"> <div class="boldtitle">MY KITTEN</div> <br/> Hey, my kitten, my kitten,<br/>   And hey, my kitten, my deary!<br/> Such a sweet pet as this<br/>   Was neither far nor neary.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/60_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/60.jpg" alt="My Kitten" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a111"> <div class="boldtitle">IF ALL THE SEAS WERE ONE SEA</div> <br/> If all the seas were one sea,<br/> What a <i>great</i> sea that would be!<br/> And if all the trees were one tree,<br/> What a <i>great</i> tree that would be!<br/> And if all the axes were one axe,<br/> What a <i>great</i> axe that would be!<br/> And if all the men were one man,<br/> What a <i>great</i> man he would be!<br/> And if the <i>great</i> man took the <i>great</i> axe,<br/> And cut down the <i>great</i> tree,<br/> And let it fall into the <i>great</i> sea,<br/> What a splish splash <i>that</i> would be!<br/></div> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a112"> <div class="boldtitle">PANCAKE DAY</div> <br/> Great A, little a,<br/> This is pancake day;<br/> Toss the ball high,<br/> Throw the ball low,<br/> Those that come after<br/> May sing heigh-ho!<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/49_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/49.jpg" alt="Pancake Day" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a113"> <div class="boldtitle">A PLUM PUDDING</div> <br/> Flour of England, fruit of Spain,<br/>   Met together in a shower of rain;<br/> Put in a bag tied round with a string;<br/>   If you'll tell me this riddle,<br/>   I'll give you a ring.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a114"> <div class="boldtitle">FOREHEAD, EYES, CHEEKS, NOSE, MOUTH, AND CHIN</div> <br/> Here sits the Lord Mayor,<br/>     Here sit his two men,<br/> Here sits the cock,<br/>     Here sits the hen,<br/> Here sit the little chickens,<br/>     Here they run in.<br/> Chin-chopper, chin-chopper, chin chopper, chin!<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/61_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/61.jpg" alt="Here Sits the Lord Mayor" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a116"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/62_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/62.jpg" alt="A Sure Test" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">A SURE TEST</div> <br/> If you are to be a gentleman,<br/>     As I suppose you'll be,<br/> You'll neither laugh nor smile,<br/>     For a tickling of the knee.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a117"> <div class="boldtitle">LOCK AND KEY</div> <br/> "I am a gold lock."<br/> "I am a gold key."<br/> "I am a silver lock."<br/> "I am a silver key."<br/> "I am a brass lock."<br/> "I am a brass key."<br/> "I am a lead lock."<br/> "I am a lead key."<br/> "I am a don lock."<br/> "I am a don key!"<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a118"> <div class="boldtitle">THE LION AND THE UNICORN</div> <br/> The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown,<br/> The Lion beat the Unicorn all around the town.<br/> Some gave them white bread, and some gave them brown,<br/> Some gave them plum-cake, and sent them out of town.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a119"> <div class="boldtitle">THE MERCHANTS OF LONDON</div> <br/> Hey diddle dinkety poppety pet,<br/> The merchants of London they wear scarlet,<br/> Silk in the collar and gold in the hem,<br/> So merrily march the merchant men.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/63_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/63.jpg" alt="The Merchants of London" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a120"> <div class="boldtitle">I HAD A LITTLE HUSBAND</div> <br/> I had a little husband no bigger than my thumb,<br/> I put him in a pint pot, and there I bid him drum,<br/> I bought a little handkerchief to wipe his little nose,<br/> And a pair of little garters to tie his little hose.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a121"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/67_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/67.jpg" alt="To Babylon" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">TO BABYLON</div> <br/> How many miles is it to Babylon?--<br/>     Threescore miles and ten.<br/> Can I get there by candle-light?--<br/>     Yes, and back again.<br/> If your heels are nimble and light,<br/> You may get there by candle-light.<br/> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a122"> <div class="boldtitle">I'LL TELL YOU A STORY</div> <br/>   I'll tell you a story<br/>   About Jack-a-Nory:<br/> And now my story's begun.<br/>   I'll tell you another<br/>   About his brother:<br/> And now my story is done.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/66_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/66.jpg" alt="I'll Tell You a Story" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <div class="poem" id="a123"> <div class="boldtitle">A STRANGE OLD WOMAN</div> <br/> There was an old woman, and what do you think?<br/> She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink;<br/> Victuals and drink were the chief of her diet,<br/> And yet this old woman could never be quiet.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a124"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/69_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/69.jpg" alt="Sleep, Baby, Sleep" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">SLEEP, BABY, SLEEP</div> <br/>   Sleep, baby, sleep,<br/> Our cottage vale is deep:<br/> The little lamb is on the green,<br/> With woolly fleece so soft and clean--<br/>   Sleep, baby, sleep.<br/>   Sleep, baby, sleep,<br/> Down where the woodbines creep;<br/> Be always like the lamb so mild,<br/> A kind, and sweet, and gentle child.<br/>   Sleep, baby, sleep.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a127"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/68_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/68.jpg" alt="Little Fred" /></SPAN> <div class="boldtitle">LITTLE FRED</div> <br/> When little Fred went to bed,<br/>   He always said his prayers;<br/> <br/> He kissed mamma, and then papa,<br/>   And straightway went upstairs.<br/> <br/> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a125"> <div class="boldtitle">CRY, BABY</div> <br/> Cry, baby, cry,<br/> Put your finger in your eye,<br/> And tell your mother it wasn't I.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a126"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/70_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/70.jpg" alt="Baa, Baa, Black Sheep" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP</div> <br/> Baa, baa, black sheep,<br/> Have you any wool?<br/> Yes, marry, have I,<br/> Three bags full;<br/> <br/> One for my master,<br/> One for my dame,<br/> But none for the little boy<br/> Who cries in the lane.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a128"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/71_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/71.jpg" alt="The Cat and the Fiddle" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE CAT AND THE FIDDLE</div> <br/>     Hey, diddle, diddle!<br/>     The cat and the fiddle,<br/> The cow jumped over the moon;<br/>     The little dog laughed<br/>     To see such sport,<br/> And the dish ran away with the spoon.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a129"> <div class="boldtitle">DOCTOR FELL</div> <br/> I do not like thee, Doctor Fell;<br/> The reason why I cannot tell;<br/> But this I know, and know full well,<br/> I do not like thee, Doctor Fell!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a130"> <div class="boldtitle">A COUNTING-OUT RHYME</div> <br/> Hickery, dickery, 6 and 7,<br/> Alabone, Crackabone, 10 and 11,<br/> Spin, spun, muskidun,<br/> Twiddle 'em, twaddle 'em, 21.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a131"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/73_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/73.jpg" alt="Jack and his Fiddle" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">JACK AND HIS FIDDLE</div> <br/> "Jacky, come and give me thy fiddle,<br/>   If ever thou mean to thrive."<br/> "Nay, I'll not give my fiddle<br/>   To any man alive.<br/> <br/> "If I should give my fiddle,<br/>   They'll think that I've gone mad;<br/> For many a joyous day<br/>   My fiddle and I have had."<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a132"> <div class="boldtitle">BUTTONS</div> <br/>   Buttons, a farthing a pair!<br/> Come, who will buy them of me?<br/> They're round and sound and pretty,<br/> And fit for girls of the city.<br/> Come, who will buy them of me?<br/>   Buttons, a farthing a pair!<br/> <br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a133"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/72_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/72.jpg" alt="Hot Boiled Beans" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">HOT BOILED BEANS</div> <br/> Ladies and gentlemen come to supper--<br/> Hot boiled beans and very good butter.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a134"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/74_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/74.jpg" alt="Little Pussy" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">LITTLE PUSSY</div> <br/> I like little Pussy,<br/>   Her coat is so warm,<br/> <br/> And if I don't hurt her<br/>   She'll do me no harm;<br/> <br/> So I'll not pull her tail,<br/>   Nor drive her away,<br/> <br/> But Pussy and I<br/>   Very gently will play.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/75_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/75.jpg" alt="Sing a Song of Sixpence" /></SPAN> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a135"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/76_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/76.jpg" alt="Sing a Song of Sixpence" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">SING A SONG OF SIXPENCE</div> <br/> Sing a song of sixpence,<br/>    A pocket full of rye;<br/> Four-and-twenty blackbirds<br/>    Baked in a pie!<br/> <br/> When the pie was opened<br/>    The birds began to sing;<br/> Was not that a dainty dish<br/>    To set before the king?<br/> <br/> The king was in his counting-house,<br/>    Counting out his money;<br/> The queen was in the parlor,<br/>    Eating bread and honey.<br/> <br/> The maid was in the garden,<br/>    Hanging out the clothes;<br/> When down came a blackbird<br/>    And snapped off her nose.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a136"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/64_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/64.jpg" alt="Tommy Tittlemouse" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">TOMMY TITTLEMOUSE</div> <br/> Little Tommy Tittlemouse<br/> Lived in a little house;<br/> He caught fishes<br/> In other men's ditches.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a139"> <div class="boldtitle"> THE MULBERRY BUSH</div> <br/> Here we go round the mulberry bush,<br/> The mulberry bush, the mulberry bush,<br/> Here we go round the mulberry bush.<br/> On a cold and frosty morning.<br/> <br/> This is the way we wash our hands,<br/> Wash our hands, wash our hands,<br/> This is the way we wash our hands,<br/> On a cold and frosty morning.<br/> <br/> This is the way we wash our clothes.<br/> Wash our clothes, wash our clothes,<br/> This is the way we wash our clothes,<br/> On a cold and frosty morning.<br/> <br/> This is the way we go to school,<br/> Go to school, go to school,<br/> This is the way we go to school,<br/> On a cold and frosty morning.<br/> <br/> This is the way we come out of school,<br/> Come out of school, come out of school,<br/> This is the way we come out of school,<br/> On a cold and frosty morning.<br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a137"> <div class="boldtitle">THE DERBY RAM</div> <br/> As I was going to Derby all on a market-day,<br/> I met the finest ram, sir, that ever was fed upon hay;<br/>   Upon hay, upon hay, upon hay;<br/> I met the finest ram, sir, that ever was fed upon hay.<br/> This ram was fat behind, sir; this ram was fat before;<br/> This ram was ten yards round, sir; indeed, he was no more;<br/>   No more, no more, no more;<br/> This ram was ten yards round, sir; indeed, he was no more.<br/> The horns that grew on his head, sir, they were so wondrous high,<br/> As I've been plainly told, sir, they reached up to the sky.<br/>   The sky, the sky, the sky;<br/> As I've been plainly told, sir, they reached up to the sky.<br/> The tail that grew from his back, sir, was six yards and an ell;<br/> And it was sent to Derby to toll the market bell;<br/>   The bell, the bell, the bell;<br/> And it was sent to Derby to toll the market bell.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/65_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/65.jpg" alt="The Derby Ram" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a138"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/77_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/77.jpg" alt="The Hobby-Horse" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE HOBBY-HORSE</div> <br/> I had a little hobby-horse,<br/>     And it was dapple gray;<br/> Its head was made of pea-straw,<br/>     Its tail was made of hay.<br/> <br/> I sold it to an old woman<br/>     For a copper groat;<br/> And I'll not sing my song again<br/>     Without another coat.<br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a140"> <div class="boldtitle">YOUNG LAMBS TO SELL</div> <br/> If I'd as much money as I could tell,<br/> I never would cry young lambs to sell;<br/> Young lambs to sell, young lambs to sell;<br/> I never would cry young lambs to sell.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/78_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/78.jpg" alt="Young Lambs to Sell" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a141"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/79_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/79.jpg" alt="Boy and the Sparrow" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">BOY AND THE SPARROW</div> <br/> A little cock-sparrow sat on a green tree,<br/> And he chirruped, he chirruped, so merry was he;<br/> A naughty boy came with his wee bow and arrow,<br/> Determined to shoot this little cock-sparrow.<br/> <br/> "This little cock-sparrow shall make me a stew,<br/> And his giblets shall make me a little pie, too."<br/> "Oh, no," says the sparrow "I won't make a stew."<br/> So he flapped his wings and away he flew.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a142"> <div class="boldtitle">OLD WOMAN, OLD WOMAN</div> <br/> There was an old woman tossed in a basket,<br/>   Seventeen times as high as the moon;<br/> But where she was going no mortal could tell,<br/>   For under her arm she carried a broom.<br/> <br/> "Old woman, old woman, old woman,"said I,<br/>   "Whither, oh whither, oh whither so high?"<br/> "To sweep the cobwebs from the sky;<br/>   And I'll be with you by-and-by."<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/81_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/81.jpg" alt="The Old Woman Tossed in a Basket" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a115"> <div class="boldtitle">TWO PIGEONS<br/></div> <br/> I had two pigeons bright and gay,<br/> They flew from me the other day.<br/> What was the reason they did go?<br/> I cannot tell, for I do not know.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/50_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/50.jpg" alt="Two Pigeons" /></SPAN></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a143"> <div class="boldtitle">THE FIRST OF MAY</div> <br/> The fair maid who, the first of May,<br/> Goes to the fields at break of day,<br/> And washes in dew from the hawthorn-tree,<br/> Will ever after handsome be.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/80_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/80.jpg" alt="The First of May" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a144"> <div class="boldtitle">SULKY SUE</div> <br/> Here's Sulky Sue,<br/> What shall we do?<br/> Turn her face to the wall<br/> Till she comes to.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/82_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/82.jpg" alt="Sulky Sue" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a146"> <div class="boldtitle">SATURDAY, SUNDAY</div> <br/> On Saturday night<br/>     Shall be all my care<br/> To powder my locks<br/>     And curl my hair.<br/> <br/> On Sunday morning<br/>     My love will come in.<br/> When he will marry me<br/>     With a gold ring.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/83_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/83.jpg" alt="Saturday, Sunday" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a145"> <div class="boldtitle">THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT</div> <br/> This is the house that Jack built.<br/> This is the malt<br/> That lay in the house that Jack built.<br/> <br/> This is the rat,<br/> That ate the malt<br/> That lay in the house that Jack built.<br/> <br/> This is the cat,<br/> That killed the rat,<br/> That ate the malt<br/> That lay in the house that Jack built.<br/> <br/> This is the dog,<br/> That worried the cat,<br/> That killed the rat,<br/> That ate the malt<br/> That lay in the house that Jack built.<br/> <br/> This is the cow with the crumpled horn,<br/> That tossed the dog,<br/> That worried the cat,<br/> That killed the rat,<br/> That ate the malt<br/> That lay in the house that Jack built.<br/> <br/> This is the maiden all forlorn,<br/> That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,<br/> That tossed the dog,<br/> That worried the cat,<br/> That killed the rat,<br/> That ate the malt<br/> That lay in the house that Jack built<br/> <br/> This is the man all tattered and torn,<br/> That kissed the maiden all forlorn,<br/> That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,<br/> That tossed the dog,<br/> That worried the cat,<br/> That killed the rat,<br/> That ate the malt<br/> That lay in the house that Jack built.<br/> <br/> This is the priest all shaven and shorn,<br/> That married the man all tattered and torn,<br/> That kissed the maiden all forlorn,<br/> That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,<br/> That tossed the dog,<br/> That worried the cat,<br/> That killed the rat,<br/> That ate the malt<br/> That lay in the house that Jack built.<br/> <br/> This is the cock that crowed in the morn,<br/> That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,<br/> That married the man all tattered and torn,<br/> That kissed the maiden all forlorn,<br/> That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,<br/> That tossed the dog,<br/> That worried the cat,<br/> That killed the rat,<br/> That ate the malt<br/> That lay in the house that Jack built.<br/> <br/> This is the farmer sowing the corn,<br/> That kept the cock that crowed in the morn,<br/> That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,<br/> That married the man all tattered and torn,<br/> That kissed the maiden all forlorn,<br/> That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,<br/> That tossed the dog,<br/> That worried the cat,<br/> That killed the rat,<br/> That ate the malt<br/> That lay in the house that Jack built.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a147"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/85_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/85.jpg" alt="Little Jenny Wren" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">LITTLE JENNY WREN</div> <br/> Little Jenny Wren fell sick,<br/>     Upon a time;<br/> In came Robin Redbreast<br/>     And brought her cake and wine.<br/> <br/> "Eat well of my cake, Jenny,<br/>     Drink well of my wine."<br/> "Thank you, Robin, kindly,<br/>     You shall be mine."<br/> <br/> Jenny she got well,<br/>     And stood upon her feet,<br/> And told Robin plainly<br/>     She loved him not a bit.<br/> <br/> Robin being angry,<br/>     Hopped upon a twig,<br/> Saying, "Out upon you! Fie upon you!<br/>     Bold-faced jig!"<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a148"> <div class="boldtitle">THE OLD WOMAN AND THE PEDLAR</div> <br/> There was an old woman, as I've heard tell,<br/> She went to market her eggs for to sell;<br/> She went to market all on a market-day,<br/> And she fell asleep on the King's highway.<br/> <br/> There came by a pedlar whose name was Stout,<br/> He cut her petticoats all round about;<br/> He cut her petticoats up to the knees,<br/> Which made the old woman to shiver and freeze.<br/> <br/> When the little old woman first did wake,<br/> She began to shiver and she began to shake;<br/> She began to wonder and she began to cry,<br/> "Lauk a mercy on me, this can't be I!<br/> <br/> "But if it be I, as I hope it be,<br/> I've a little dog at home, and he'll know me;<br/> If it be I, he'll wag his little tail,<br/> And if it be not I, he'll loudly bark and wail."<br/> <br/> Home went the little woman all in the dark;<br/> Up got the little dog, and he began to bark;<br/> He began to bark, so she began to cry,<br/> "Lauk a mercy on me, this is none of I!"<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/84_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/84.jpg" alt="The Old Woman and the Pedlar" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a149"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/87_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/87.jpg" alt="Bobby Snooks" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">BOBBY SNOOKS</div> <br/> Little Bobby Snooks was fond of his books,<br/>   And loved by his usher and master;<br/> But naughty Jack Spry, he got a black eye,<br/>   And carries his nose in a plaster.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a150"> <div class="boldtitle">THE LITTLE MOPPET</div> <br/>     I had a little moppet,<br/>     I put it in my pocket,<br/> And fed it with corn and hay.<br/>     There came a proud beggar.<br/>     And swore he should have her;<br/> And stole my little moppet away.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/86_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/86.jpg" alt="The Little Moppet" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a151"> <div class="boldtitle">I SAW A SHIP A-SAILING</div> <br/> I saw a ship a-sailing,<br/> A-sailing on the sea;<br/> And, oh! it was all laden<br/> With pretty things for thee!<br/> <br/> There were comfits in the cabin,<br/> And apples in the hold;<br/> The sails were made of silk,<br/> And the masts were made of gold.<br/> <br/> The four-and-twenty sailors<br/> That stood between the decks,<br/> Were four-and-twenty white mice<br/> With chains about their necks.<br/> <br/> The captain was a duck,<br/> With a packet on his back;<br/> And when the ship began to move,<br/> The captain said, "Quack! Quack!"<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a152"> <div class="boldtitle">A WALNUT</div> <br/> As soft as silk, as white as milk,<br/> As bitter as gall, a strong wall,<br/> And a green coat covers me all.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a153"> <div class="boldtitle">THE MAN IN THE MOON</div> <br/> The Man in the Moon came tumbling down,<br/>   And asked the way to Norwich;<br/> He went by the south, and burnt his mouth<br/>   With eating cold pease porridge.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/88_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/88.jpg" alt="The Man in the Moon" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a154"> <div class="boldtitle">ONE, HE LOVES</div> <br/> One, he loves; two, he loves;<br/> Three, he loves, they say;<br/> Four, he loves with all his heart;<br/> Five, he casts away.<br/> Six, he loves; seven, she loves;<br/> Eight, they both love.<br/> Nine, he comes; ten, he tarries;<br/> Eleven, he courts; twelve, he marries.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a155"> <div class="boldtitle">BAT, BAT</div> <br/>     Bat, bat,<br/>     Come under my hat,<br/> And I'll give you a slice of bacon;<br/>     And when I bake<br/>     I'll give you a cake<br/> If I am not mistaken.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a156"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/89_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/89.jpg" alt="Hark! Hark! The Dogs do Bark!" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">HARK! HARK!</div> <br/> Hark, hark! the dogs do bark!<br/>   Beggars are coming to town:<br/> Some in jags, and some in rags,<br/>   And some in velvet gown.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a157"> <div class="boldtitle">THE HART</div> <br/> The hart he loves the high wood,<br/>   The hare she loves the hill;<br/> The Knight he loves his bright sword,<br/>   The Lady--loves her will.<br/> <br/></div> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a158"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/90_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/90.jpg" alt="My Love" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">MY LOVE</div> <br/> Saw ye aught of my love a-coming from the market?<br/>   A peck of meal upon her back,<br/>   A babby in her basket;<br/> Saw ye aught of my love a-coming from the market?<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a159"> <div class="boldtitle">THE MAN OF BOMBAY</div> <br/> There was a fat man of Bombay,<br/> Who was smoking one sunshiny day;<br/>     When a bird called a snipe<br/>     Flew away with his pipe,<br/> Which vexed the fat man of Bombay<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/91_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/91.jpg" alt="The Man of Bombay" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a160"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/93_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/93.jpg" alt="Poor Old Robinson Crusoe!" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">POOR OLD ROBINSON CRUSOE!</div> <br/> Poor old Robinson Crusoe!<br/> Poor old Robinson Crusoe!<br/>    They made him a coat<br/>    Of an old Nanny goat.<br/> I wonder why they should do so!<br/>    With a ring-a-ting-tang,<br/>    And a ring-a-ting-tang,<br/> Poor old Robinson Crusoe!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a161"> <div class="boldtitle">A SIEVE</div> <br/> A riddle, a riddle, as I suppose,<br/> A hundred eyes and never a nose!<br/> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a162"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/92_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/92.jpg" alt="My Maid Mary" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">MY MAID MARY</div> <br/> My maid Mary she minds the dairy,<br/>   While I go a-hoeing and mowing each morn;<br/> Gaily run the reel and the little spinning wheel,<br/>   While I am singing and mowing my corn.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a163"> <div class="boldtitle">A DIFFICULT RHYME</div> <br/> What is the rhyme for porringer?<br/> The king he had a daughter fair,<br/> And gave the Prince of Orange her.<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a164"> <div class="boldtitle"> PRETTY JOHN WATTS</div> <br/>   Pretty John Watts,<br/>   We are troubled with rats.<br/> Will you drive them out of the house?<br/>   We have mice, too, in plenty,<br/>   That feast in the pantry,<br/>   But let them stay<br/>   And nibble away,<br/> What harm in a little brown mouse?<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a166"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/94_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/94.jpg" alt="I Love Sixpence" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">I LOVE SIXPENCE</div> <br/> I love sixpence, a jolly, jolly sixpence,<br/>   I love sixpence as my life;<br/> I spent a penny of it, I spent a penny of it,<br/>   I took a penny home to my wife.<br/> <br/> Oh, my little fourpence, a jolly, jolly fourpence,<br/>   I love fourpence as my life;<br/> I spent twopence of it, I spent twopence of it,<br/>   And I took twopence home to my wife.<br/> <br/></div> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a165"> <div class="boldtitle">GOOD ADVICE</div> <br/> Come when you're called,<br/>   Do what you're bid,<br/> Shut the door after you,<br/>   And never be chid.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a167"> <div class="boldtitle">BYE, BABY BUNTING</div> <br/> Bye, baby bunting,<br/> Father's gone a-hunting,<br/> Mother's gone a-milking,<br/> Sister's gone a-silking,<br/> And brother's gone to buy a skin<br/> To wrap the baby bunting in.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a168"> <div class="boldtitle">TOM, TOM, THE PIPER'S SON</div> <br/> Tom, Tom, the piper's son,<br/> Stole a pig, and away he run,<br/>   The pig was eat,<br/>   And Tom was beat,<br/> And Tom ran crying down the street.<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a169"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/96_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/96.jpg" alt="Comical Folk" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">COMICAL FOLK</div> <br/>     In a cottage in Fife<br/>     Lived a man and his wife<br/> Who, believe me, were comical folk;<br/>     For, to people's surprise,<br/>     They both saw with their eyes,<br/> And their tongues moved whenever they spoke!<br/> <br/>     When they were asleep,<br/>     I'm told, that to keep<br/> Their eyes open they could not contrive;<br/>     They both walked on their feet,<br/>     And 'twas thought what they eat<br/> Helped, with drinking, to keep them alive!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a171"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/95_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/95.jpg" alt="Tommy Snooks" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">TOMMY SNOOKS</div> <br/> As Tommy Snooks and Bessy Brooks<br/>   Were walking out one Sunday,<br/> Says Tommy Snooks to Bessy Brooks,<br/>   "Wilt marry me on Monday?"<br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a170"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/97_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/97.jpg" alt="Cock-Crow" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">COCK-CROW</div> <br/> Cocks crow in the morn<br/>     To tell us to rise,<br/> And he who lies late<br/>     Will never be wise;<br/> <br/> For early to bed<br/>     And early to rise,<br/> Is the way to be healthy<br/>     And wealthy and wise.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a172"> <div class="boldtitle">THE THREE SONS</div> <br/> There was an old woman had three sons,<br/> Jerry and James and John,<br/> Jerry was hanged, James was drowned,<br/> John was lost and never was found;<br/> And there was an end of her three sons,<br/> Jerry and James and John!<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a173"> <div class="boldtitle">THE BLACKSMITH</div> <br/> "Robert Barnes, my fellow fine,<br/> Can you shoe this horse of mine?"<br/> "Yes, good sir, that I can,<br/> As well as any other man;<br/> There's a nail, and there's a prod,<br/> Now, good sir, your horse is shod."<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/98_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/98.jpg" alt="The Blacksmith" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a174"> <div class="boldtitle">TWO GRAY KITS<br/></div> <br/>   The two gray kits,<br/> And the gray kits' mother,<br/>   All went over<br/> The bridge together.<br/> <br/> The bridge broke down,<br/>   They all fell in;<br/> "May the rats go with you,"<br/>   Says Tom Bolin.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a175"> <div class="boldtitle">ONE, TWO, BUCKLE MY SHOE</div> <br/> One, two,<br/> Buckle my shoe;<br/> Three, four,<br/> Knock at the door;<br/> Five, six,<br/> Pick up sticks;<br/> Seven, eight,<br/> Lay them straight;<br/> Nine, ten,<br/> A good, fat hen;<br/> Eleven, twelve,<br/> Dig and delve;<br/> Thirteen, fourteen,<br/> Maids a-courting;<br/> Fifteen, sixteen,<br/> Maids in the kitchen;<br/> Seventeen, eighteen,<br/> Maids a-waiting;<br/> Nineteen, twenty,<br/> My plate's empty.<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a176"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/99_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/99.jpg" alt="Cock-a-Doodle-Doo!" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">COCK-A-DOODLE-DO!</div> <br/> Cock-a-doodle-do!<br/> My dame has lost her shoe,<br/> My master's lost his fiddle-stick<br/> And knows not what to do.<br/> <br/> Cock-a-doodle-do!<br/> What is my dame to do?<br/> Till master finds his fiddle-stick,<br/> She'll dance without her shoe.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a177"> <div class="boldtitle">PAIRS OR PEARS</div> <br/> Twelve pairs hanging high,<br/> Twelve knights riding by,<br/> Each knight took a pear,<br/> And yet left a dozen there.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a178"> <div class="boldtitle">BELLEISLE</div> <br/> At the siege of Belleisle<br/> I was there all the while,<br/> All the while, all the while,<br/> At the siege of Belleisle.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a179"> <div class="boldtitle">OLD KING COLE</div> <br/>     Old King Cole<br/>     Was a merry old soul,<br/> And a merry old soul was he;<br/>     He called for his pipe,<br/>     And he called for his bowl,<br/> And he called for his fiddlers three!<br/> And every fiddler, he had a fine fiddle,<br/>     And a very fine fiddle had he.<br/> "Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee," went the fiddlers.<br/>     Oh, there's none so rare<br/>     As can compare<br/> With King Cole and his fiddlers three.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a180"> <div class="boldtitle">SEE, SEE</div> <br/> See, see! What shall I see?<br/> A horse's head where his tail should be.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a182"> <div class="boldtitle">A WELL</div> <br/> As round as an apple, as deep as a cup,<br/> And all the king's horses can't fill it up.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a183"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/101_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/101.jpg" alt="Coffee and Tea" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">COFFEE AND TEA</div> <br/> Molly, my sister and I fell out,<br/> And what do you think it was all about?<br/> She loved coffee and I loved tea,<br/> And that was the reason we couldn't agree.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a184"> <div class="boldtitle">PUSSY-CAT MEW</div> <br/> Pussy-cat Mew jumped over a coal,<br/> And in her best petticoat burnt a great hole.<br/> Poor Pussy's weeping, she'll have no more milk<br/> Until her best petticoat's mended with silk.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a181"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/100_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/100.jpg" alt="Dapple-Gray" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">DAPPLE-GRAY</div> <br/> I had a little pony,<br/>     His name was Dapple-Gray,<br/> I lent him to a lady,<br/>     To ride a mile away.<br/> She whipped him, she slashed him,<br/>     She rode him through the mire;<br/> I would not lend my pony now<br/>     For all the lady's hire.<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a185"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/103_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/103.jpg" alt="The Little Girl with a Curl" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE LITTLE GIRL WITH A CURL</div> <br/> There was a little girl who had a little curl<br/> Right in the middle of her forehead;<br/> When she was good, she was very, very good,<br/> And when she was bad she was horrid.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a186"> <div class="boldtitle">DREAMS<br/></div> <br/> Friday night's dream, on Saturday told,<br/> Is sure to come true, be it never so old.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a187"> <div class="boldtitle">A COCK AND BULL STORY</div> <br/> The cock's on the housetop blowing his horn;<br/> The bull's in the barn a-threshing of corn;<br/> The maids in the meadows are making of hay;<br/> The ducks in the river are swimming away.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/102_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/102.jpg" alt="A Cock and Bull Story" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a188"> <div class="boldtitle">FOR BABY</div> <br/> You shall have an apple,<br/> YOU shall have a plum,<br/> You shall have a rattle,<br/> When papa comes home.<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a189"> <div class="boldtitle">MYSELF</div> <br/> As I walked by myself,<br/> And talked to myself,<br/>   Myself said unto me:<br/> "Look to thyself,<br/> Take care of thyself,<br/>   For nobody cares for thee."<br/> <br/> I answered myself,<br/> And said to myself<br/>   In the selfsame repartee:<br/> "Look to thyself,<br/> Or not look to thyself,<br/>   The selfsame thing will be."<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a191"> <div class="boldtitle">CANDLE-SAVING<br/></div> <br/> To make your candles last for aye,<br/> You wives and maids give ear-O!<br/> To put them out's the only way,<br/> Says honest John Boldero.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/105_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/105.jpg" alt="Candle-Saving" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a190"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/104_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/104.jpg" alt="Over the Water" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">OVER THE WATER</div> <br/> Over the water, and over the sea,<br/> And over the water to Charley,<br/> I'll have none of your nasty beef,<br/> Nor I'll have none of your barley;<br/> But I'll have some of your very best flour<br/> To make a white cake for my Charley.<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a192"> <div class="boldtitle">FEARS AND TEARS</div> <br/> Tommy's tears and Mary's fears<br/> Will make them old before their years.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a193"> <div class="boldtitle">THE KILKENNY CATS</div> <br/> There were once two cats of Kilkenny.<br/> Each thought there was one cat too many;<br/> So they fought and they fit,<br/> And they scratched and they bit,<br/>   Till, excepting their nails,<br/>   And the tips of their tails,<br/> Instead of two cats, there weren't any.<br/> <br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a194"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/108_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/108.jpg" alt="Old Grimes" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">OLD GRIMES</div> <br/> Old Grimes is dead, that good old man,<br/>      We ne'er shall see him more;<br/> He used to wear a long brown coat<br/>      All buttoned down before.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a195"> <div class="boldtitle">A WEEK OF BIRTHDAYS</div> <br/> Monday's child is fair of face,<br/> Tuesday's child is full of grace,<br/> Wednesday's child is full of woe,<br/> Thursday's child has far to go,<br/> Friday's child is loving and giving,<br/> Saturday's child works hard for its living,<br/> But the child that's born on the Sabbath day<br/> Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a196"> <div class="boldtitle">A CHIMNEY</div> <br/> Black within and red without;<br/> Four corners round about.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a197"> <div class="boldtitle">LADYBIRD</div> <br/> Ladybird, ladybird, fly away home!<br/> Your house is on fire, your children all gone,<br/> All but one, and her name is Ann,<br/> And she crept under the pudding pan.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/106_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/106.jpg" alt="Ladybird" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a198"> <div class="boldtitle">THE MAN WHO HAD NAUGHT</div> <br/> There was a man and he had naught,<br/>     And robbers came to rob him;<br/> He crept up to the chimney pot,<br/>     And then they thought they had him.<br/> <br/> But he got down on t'other side,<br/>     And then they could not find him;<br/> He ran fourteen miles in fifteen days,<br/>     And never looked behind him.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a199"> <div class="boldtitle">THE TAILORS AND THE SNAIL</div> <br/> Four and Twenty tailors<br/>     Went to kill a snail;<br/> The best man among them<br/>     Durst not touch her tail;<br/> She put out her horns<br/>     Like a little Kyloe cow.<br/> Run, tailors, run, or<br/>     She'll kill you all e'en now.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a200"> <div class="boldtitle">AROUND THE GREEN GRAVEL</div> <br/> Around the green gravel the grass grows green,<br/> And all the pretty maids are plain to be seen;<br/> Wash them with milk, and clothe them with silk,<br/> And write their names with a pen and ink.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a201"> <div class="boldtitle">INTERY, MINTERY</div> <br/> Intery, mintery, cutery corn,<br/> Apple seed and apple thorn;<br/> Wire, brier, limber-lock,<br/> Five geese in a flock,<br/> Sit and sing by a spring,<br/> O-u-t, and in again.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a202"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/109_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/109.jpg" alt="Caesar's Song" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">CAESAR'S SONG</div> <br/>   Bow-wow-wow!<br/> Whose dog art thou?<br/> Little Tom Tinker's dog,<br/>   Bow-wow-wow!<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a203"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/107_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/107.jpg" alt="As I was Going Along" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">AS I WAS GOING ALONG</div> As I was going along, along,<br/> A-singing a comical song, song, song,<br/> The lane that I went was so long, long, long,<br/> And the song that I sang was so long, long, long,<br/> And so I went singing along.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a206"> <div class="boldtitle">ROCK-A-BYE, BABY<br/></div> <br/> Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green;<br/> Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen;<br/> And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring;<br/> And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the king.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a204"> <div class="boldtitle">HECTOR PROTECTOR</div> <br/> Hector Protector was dressed all in green;<br/> Hector Protector was sent to the Queen.<br/> The Queen did not like him,<br/> No more did the King;<br/> So Hector Protector was sent back again.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a205"> <div class="boldtitle">BILLY, BILLY</div> <br/> "Billy, Billy, come and play,<br/> While the sun shines bright as day."<br/> <br/> "Yes, my Polly, so I will,<br/> For I love to please you still."<br/> <br/> "Billy, Billy, have you seen<br/> Sam and Betsy on the green?"<br/> <br/> "Yes, my Poll, I saw them pass,<br/> Skipping o'er the new-mown grass."<br/> <br/> "Billy, Billy, come along,<br/> And I will sing a pretty song."<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a207"> <div class="boldtitle">THE MAN IN THE WILDERNESS</div> <br/> The man in the wilderness<br/>     Asked me<br/> How many strawberries<br/>     Grew in the sea.<br/> I answered him<br/>     As I thought good,<br/> As many as red herrings<br/>     Grew in the wood.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a208"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/110_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/110.jpg" alt="Little Jack Horner" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">LITTLE JACK HORNER</div> <br/> Little Jack Horner<br/> Sat in the corner,<br/>     Eating of Christmas pie:<br/> He put in his thumb,<br/> And pulled out a plum,<br/>     And said, "What a good boy am I!"<br/></div> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a209"> <div class="boldtitle"> THE BIRD SCARER</div> <br/> Away, birds, away!<br/> Take a little and leave a little,<br/> And do not come again;<br/> For if you do,<br/> I will shoot you through,<br/> And there will be an end of you.<br/></div> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a210"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/112_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/112.jpg" alt="Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">MARY, MARY, QUITE CONTRARY</div> <br/> Mary, Mary, quite contrary,<br/>   How does your garden grow?<br/> Silver bells and cockle-shells,<br/>   And pretty maids all of a row.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a211"> <div class="boldtitle">BESSY BELL AND MARY GRAY</div> <br/> Bessy Bell and Mary Gray,<br/>   They were two bonny lasses;<br/> They built their house upon the lea,<br/>   And covered it with rushes.<br/> <br/> Bessy kept the garden gate,<br/>   And Mary kept the pantry;<br/> Bessy always had to wait,<br/>   While Mary lived in plenty.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/111_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/111.jpg" alt="Bessy Bell and Mary Gray" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a212"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/113_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/113.jpg" alt="Needles and Pins" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">NEEDLES AND PINS</div> <br/> Needles and pins, needles and pins,<br/> When a man marries his trouble begins.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a213"> <div class="boldtitle">PUSSY-CAT AND THE DUMPLINGS</div> <br/> Pussy-cat ate the dumplings, the dumplings,<br/>     Pussy-cat ate the dumplings.<br/> Mamma stood by, and cried, "Oh, fie!<br/>     Why did you eat the dumplings?"<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a214"> <div class="boldtitle">DANCE, THUMBKIN DANCE</div> <br/> Dance, Thumbkin, dance;<br/>       (<i>keep the thumb in motion</i><br/> Dance, ye merrymen, everyone.<br/>       (<i>all the fingers in motion</i><br/> For Thumbkin, he can dance alone,<br/>       (<i>the thumb alone moving</i><br/> Thumbkin, he can dance alone.<br/>       (<i>the thumb alone moving</i><br/> Dance, Foreman, dance,<br/>       (<i>the first finger moving</i><br/> Dance, ye merrymen, everyone.<br/>       (<i>all moving</i><br/> But Foreman, he can dance alone,<br/>       (<i>the first finger moving</i><br/> Foreman, he can dance alone.<br/>       (<i>the first finger moving</i><br/> Dance, Longman, dance,<br/>       (<i>the second finger moving</i><br/> Dance, ye merrymen, everyone.<br/>       (<i>all moving</i><br/> For Longman, he can dance alone,<br/>       (<i>the second finger moving</i><br/> Longman, he can dance alone.<br/>       (<i>the second finger moving</i><br/> Dance, Ringman, dance,<br/>       (<i>the third finger moving</i><br/> Dance, ye merrymen, dance.<br/>       (<i>all moving</i><br/> But Ringman cannot dance alone,<br/>       (<i>the third finger moving</i><br/> Ringman, he cannot dance alone.<br/>       (<i>the third finger moving</i><br/> Dance, Littleman, dance,<br/>       (<i>the fourth finger moving</i><br/> Dance, ye merrymen, dance.<br/>       (<i>all moving</i><br/> But Littleman, he can dance alone,<br/>       (<i>the fourth finger moving</i><br/> Littleman, he can dance alone.<br/>       (<i>the fourth finger moving</i><br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a215"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/115_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/115.jpg" alt="Mary's Canary" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">MARY'S CANARY</div> <br/> Mary had a pretty bird,<br/>   Feathers bright and yellow,<br/> Slender legs--upon my word<br/>   He was a pretty fellow!<br/> <br/> The sweetest note he always sung,<br/>   Which much delighted Mary.<br/> She often, where the cage was hung,<br/>   Sat hearing her canary.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a217"> <div class="boldtitle">BIRDS OF A FEATHER</div> <br/> Birds of a feather flock together,<br/>     And so will pigs and swine;<br/> Rats and mice will have their choice,<br/>     And so will I have mine.<br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a216"> <div class="boldtitle">THE LITTLE BIRD</div> <br/> Once I saw a little bird<br/>     Come hop, hop, hop;<br/> So I cried, "Little bird,<br/>     Will you stop, stop, stop?"<br/> <br/> And was going to the window<br/>     To say, "How do you do?"<br/> But he shook his little tail,<br/>     And far away he flew.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/114_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/114.jpg" alt="The Little Bird" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a218"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/117_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/117.jpg" alt="The Dusty Miller" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE DUSTY MILLER</div> <br/> Margaret wrote a letter,<br/> Sealed it with her finger,<br/> Threw it in the dam<br/> For the dusty miller.<br/> Dusty was his coat,<br/> Dusty was the siller,<br/> Dusty was the kiss<br/> I'd from the dusty miller.<br/> If I had my pockets<br/> Full of gold and siller,<br/> I would give it all<br/> To my dusty miller.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a219"> <div class="boldtitle">A STAR</div> <br/> Higher than a house, higher than a tree.<br/> Oh! whatever can that be?<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a220"> <div class="boldtitle">THE GREEDY MAN</div> <br/> The greedy man is he who sits<br/>     And bites bits out of plates,<br/> Or else takes up an almanac<br/>     And gobbles all the dates.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/116_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/116.jpg" alt="The Greedy Man" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a221"> <div class="boldtitle">THE TEN O'CLOCK SCHOLAR</div> <br/> A diller, a dollar, a ten o'clock scholar!<br/>     What makes you come so soon?<br/> You used to come at ten o'clock,<br/>     But now you come at noon.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/118_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/118.jpg" alt="The Ten O'Clock Scholar" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a222"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/119_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/119.jpg" alt="Cock-a-Doodle-Doo" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">COCK-A-DOODLE-DO</div> <br/> Oh, my pretty cock, oh, my handsome cock,<br/>   I pray you, do not crow before day,<br/> And your comb shall be made of the very beaten gold,<br/>   And your wings of the silver so gray.<br/></div> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a223"> <div class="boldtitle"> AN ICICLE</div> <br/>     Lives in winter,<br/>     Dies in summer,<br/> And grows with its roots upward!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a224"> <div class="boldtitle">A SHIP'S NAIL</div> <br/>     Over the water,<br/>     And under the water,<br/> And always with its head down.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a228"> <div class="boldtitle">WILLY, WILLY</div> <br/> Willy, Willy Wilkin<br/> Kissed the maids a-milking,<br/>     Fa, la, la!<br/> And with his merry daffing<br/> He set them all a-laughing,<br/>     Ha, ha, ha!<br/> <br/></div> <div class="poem" id="a225"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/121_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/121.jpg" alt="The Old Woman of Leeds" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE OLD WOMAN OF LEEDS</div> <br/> There was an old woman of Leeds,<br/> Who spent all her time in good deeds;<br/>     She worked for the poor<br/>     Till her fingers were sore,<br/> This pious old woman of Leeds!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a226"> <div class="boldtitle">THE BOY IN THE BARN</div> <br/> A little boy went into a barn,<br/>   And lay down on some hay.<br/> An owl came out, and flew about,<br/>   And the little boy ran away.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/120_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/120.jpg" alt="The Boy in the Barn" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a227"> <div class="boldtitle">SUNSHINE</div> <br/> Hick-a-more, Hack-a-more,<br/> On the King's kitchen door,<br/> All the King's horses,<br/> And all the King's men,<br/> Couldn't drive Hick-a-more, Hack-a-more,<br/> Off the King's kitchen door.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a229"> <div class="boldtitle">TONGS</div> <br/> Long legs, crooked thighs,<br/> Little head, and no eyes.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a230"> <div class="boldtitle">JACK JINGLE</div> <br/> Little Jack Jingle, He used to live single;<br/> But when he got tired of this kind of life,<br/> He left off being single and lived with his wife.<br/> Now what do you think of little Jack Jingle?<br/> Before he was married he used to live single.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/123_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/123.jpg" alt="Jack Jingle" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a233"> <div class="boldtitle">SHOEING</div> <br/>   Shoe the colt,<br/>   Shoe the colt,<br/> Shoe the wild mare;<br/>   Here a nail,<br/>   There a nail,<br/> Yet she goes bare.<br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a231"> <div class="boldtitle">THE QUARREL</div> <br/> My little old man and I fell out;<br/> I'll tell you what 'twas all about,--<br/> I had money and he had none,<br/> And that's the way the noise begun.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/122_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/122.jpg" alt="The Quarrel" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a232"> <div class="boldtitle">THE PUMPKIN-EATER</div> <br/> Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater,<br/> Had a wife and couldn't keep her;<br/> He put her in a pumpkin shell,<br/> And there he kept her very well.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/124_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/124.jpg" alt="Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a234"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/126_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/126.jpg" alt="Betty Blue" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">BETTY BLUE</div> <br/>     Little Betty Blue<br/>     Lost her holiday shoe;<br/> What shall little Betty do?<br/>     Give her another<br/>     To match the other<br/> And then she'll walk upon two.<br/> <br/></div> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a235"> <div class="boldtitle">THAT'S ALL</div> <br/> There was an old woman sat spinning,<br/> And that's the first beginning;<br/> <br/> She had a calf,<br/> And that's half;<br/> <br/> She took it by the tail,<br/> And threw it over the wall,<br/> And that's all!<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/125_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/125.jpg" alt="That's All" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a236"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/127_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/127.jpg" alt="Bedtime" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">BEDTIME</div> <br/> The Man in the Moon looked out of the moon,<br/>   Looked out of the moon and said,<br/> "'Tis time for all children, on the earth<br/>   To think about getting to bed!"<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a237"> <div class="boldtitle">DANCE, LITTLE BABY</div> <br/> Dance, little Baby, dance up high!<br/> Never mind, Baby, Mother is by.<br/> Crow and caper, caper and crow,<br/> There, little Baby, there you go!<br/> Up to the ceiling, down to the ground,<br/> Backwards and forwards, round and round;<br/> Dance, little Baby and Mother will sing,<br/> With the merry coral, ding, ding, ding!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a238"> <div class="boldtitle">MY LITTLE MAID</div> <br/> High diddle doubt, my candle's out<br/>   My little maid is not at home;<br/> Saddle my hog and bridle my dog,<br/>   And fetch my little maid home.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a239"> <div class="boldtitle">FOR WANT OF A NAIL</div> <br/> For want of a nail, the shoe was lost;<br/> For want of the shoe, the horse was lost;<br/> For want of the horse, the rider was lost;<br/> For want of the rider, the battle was lost;<br/> For want of the battle, the kingdom was lost,<br/> And all for the want of a horseshoe nail.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a240"> <div class="boldtitle">PEASE PORRIDGE</div> <br/> Pease porridge hot,<br/>   Pease porridge cold,<br/> Pease porridge in the pot,<br/>   Nine days old.<br/> Some like it hot,<br/>   Some like it cold,<br/> Some like it in the pot,<br/>   Nine days old.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/129_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/129.jpg" alt="Pease Porridge Hot" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a241"> <div class="boldtitle">RING A RING O' ROSES</div> <br/> Ring a ring o' roses,<br/> A pocketful of posies.<br/> Tisha! Tisha!<br/> We all fall down.<br/></div> </td> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a242"> <div class="boldtitle">THE CROOKED SIXPENCE</div> <br/> There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile,<br/> He found a crooked sixpence beside a crooked stile;<br/> He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse,<br/> And they all lived together in a little crooked house.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/128_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/128.jpg" alt="The Crooked Sixpence" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a243"> <div class="boldtitle">THIS IS THE WAY</div> <br/> This is the way the ladies ride,<br/>     Tri, tre, tre, tree,<br/>     Tri, tre, tre, tree!<br/> This is the way the ladies ride,<br/>     Tri, tre, tre, tre, tri-tre-tre-tree!<br/> <br/> This is the way the gentlemen ride,<br/>     Gallop-a-trot,<br/>     Gallop-a-trot!<br/> This is the way the gentlemen ride,<br/>     Gallop-a-gallop-a-trot!<br/> <br/> This is the way the farmers ride,<br/>     Hobbledy-hoy,<br/>     Hobbledy-hoy!<br/> This is the way the farmers ride,<br/>     Hobbledy-hobbledy-hoy!<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a244"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/130_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/130.jpg" alt="Ducks and Drakes" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">DUCKS AND DRAKES</div> <br/>   A duck and a drake,<br/>   And a halfpenny cake,<br/> With a penny to pay the old baker.<br/>   A hop and a scotch<br/>   Is another notch,<br/> Slitherum, slatherum, take her.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a245"> <div class="boldtitle">THE DONKEY</div> <br/> Donkey, donkey, old and gray,<br/> Ope your mouth and gently bray;<br/> Lift your ears and blow your horn,<br/> To wake the world this sleepy morn.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a246"> <div class="boldtitle">IF</div> <br/> If all the world were apple pie,<br/>   And all the sea were ink,<br/> And all the trees were bread and cheese,<br/>   What should we have for drink?<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a247"> <div class="boldtitle">THE BELLS</div> <br/> "You owe me five shillings,"<br/> Say the bells of St. Helen's.<br/> "When will you pay me?"<br/> Say the bells of Old Bailey.<br/> "When I grow rich,"<br/> Say the bells of Shoreditch.<br/> "When will that be?"<br/> Say the bells of Stepney.<br/> "I do not know,"<br/> Says the great Bell of Bow.<br/> "Two sticks in an apple,"<br/> Ring the bells of Whitechapel.<br/> "Halfpence and farthings,"<br/> Say the bells of St. Martin's.<br/> "Kettles and pans,"<br/> Say the bells of St. Ann's.<br/> "Brickbats and tiles,"<br/> Say the bells of St. Giles.<br/> "Old shoes and slippers,"<br/> Say the bells of St. Peter's.<br/> "Pokers and tongs,"<br/> Say the bells of St. John's.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a248"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/131_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/131.jpg" alt="Little Girl and Queen" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">LITTLE GIRL AND QUEEN<br/></div> <br/> "Little girl, little girl, where have you been?"<br/> "Gathering roses to give to the Queen."<br/> "Little girl, little girl, what gave she you?"<br/> "She gave me a diamond as big as my shoe."<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a249"> <div class="boldtitle">THE KING OF FRANCE</div> <br/> The King of France went up the hill,<br/>     With twenty thousand men;<br/> The King of France came down the hill,<br/>     And ne'er went up again.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a250"> <div class="boldtitle">PETER PIPER</div> <br/> Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers;<br/> A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked.<br/> If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,<br/> Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a251"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/134_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/134.jpg" alt="One to Ten" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">ONE TO TEN</div> <br/> 1, 2, 3, 4, 5!<br/> I caught a hare alive;<br/> 6, 7, 8, 9, 10!<br/> I let her go again.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a252"> <div class="boldtitle">AN EQUAL</div> <br/> Read my riddle, I pray.<br/> What God never sees,<br/> What the king seldom sees,<br/> What we see every day.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a253"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/132_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/132.jpg" alt="The Tarts" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE TARTS</div> <br/>     The Queen of Hearts,<br/>     She made some tarts,<br/> All on a summer's day;<br/>     The Knave of Hearts,<br/>     He stole the tarts,<br/> And took them clean away.<br/> <br/>     The King of Hearts<br/>     Called for the tarts,<br/> And beat the Knave full sore;<br/>     The Knave of Hearts<br/>     Brought back the tarts,<br/> And vowed he'd steal no more.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/133_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/133.jpg" alt="The Tarts" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a254"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/135_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/135.jpg" alt="Come, Let's to Bed" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">COME, LET'S TO BED</div> <br/> "To bed! To bed!"<br/>     Says Sleepy-head;<br/> "Tarry awhile," says Slow;<br/> "Put on the pan,"<br/>     Says Greedy Nan;<br/>     "We'll sup before we go."<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a256"> <div class="boldtitle"> WHAT ARE LITTLE BOYS MADE OF?</div> <br/> What are little boys made of, made of?<br/> What are little boys made of?<br/> "Snaps and snails, and puppy-dogs' tails;<br/> And that's what little boys are made of."<br/> <br/> What are little girls made of, made of?<br/> What are little girls made of?<br/> "Sugar and spice, and all that's nice;<br/> And that's what little girls are made of."<br/> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a255"> <div class="boldtitle">LITTLE MAID</div> <br/> "Little maid, pretty maid, whither goest thou?"<br/> "Down in the forest to milk my cow."<br/> "Shall I go with thee?" "No, not now;<br/> When I send for thee, then come thou."<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/136_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/136.jpg" alt="Little Maid"/><br/></SPAN></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a257"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/137_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/137.jpg" alt="Bandy Legs" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">BANDY LEGS</div> <br/> As I was going to sell my eggs<br/> I met a man with bandy legs,<br/> Bandy legs and crooked toes;<br/> I tripped up his heels, and he fell on his nose.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a258"> <div class="boldtitle">THE GIRL AND THE BIRDS</div> <br/> When I was a little girl, about seven years old,<br/> I hadn't got a petticoat, to cover me from the cold.<br/> So I went into Darlington, that pretty little town,<br/> And there I bought a petticoat, a cloak, and a gown.<br/> I went into the woods and built me a kirk,<br/> And all the birds of the air, they helped me to work.<br/> The hawk with his long claws pulled down the stone,<br/> The dove with her rough bill brought me them home.<br/> The parrot was the clergyman, the peacock was the clerk,<br/> The bullfinch played the organ,--we made merry work.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/138_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/138.jpg" alt="The Girl and the Birds" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a259"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/139_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/139.jpg" alt="A Pig" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">A PIG</div> <br/> As I went to Bonner,<br/>     I met a pig<br/>     Without a wig<br/> Upon my word and honor.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a260"> <div class="boldtitle">JENNY WREN</div> <br/> As little Jenny Wren<br/>     Was sitting by her shed.<br/> She waggled with her tail,<br/>     And nodded with her head.<br/> She waggled with her tail,<br/>     And nodded with her head,<br/> As little Jenny Wren<br/>     Was sitting by the shed.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a261"> <div class="boldtitle">LITTLE TOM TUCKER</div> <br/> Little Tom Tucker<br/>     Sings for his supper.<br/> What shall he eat?<br/>     White bread and butter.<br/> How will he cut it<br/>     Without e'er a knife?<br/> How will he be married<br/>     Without e'er a wife?<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/140_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/140.jpg" alt="Little Tom Tucker" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a262"> <div class="boldtitle">WHERE ARE YOU GOING, MY PRETTY MAID</div> <br/> "Where are you going, my pretty maid?"<br/> "I'm going a-milking, sir," she said.<br/> "May I go with you, my pretty maid?"<br/> "You're kindly welcome, sir," she said.<br/> "What is your father, my pretty maid?"<br/> "My father's a farmer, sir," she said.<br/> "What is your fortune, my pretty maid?"<br/> "My face is my fortune, sir," she said.<br/> "Then I can't marry you, my pretty maid."<br/> "Nobody asked you, sir," she said.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/141_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/141.jpg" alt="Where are You Going, My Pretty Maid?" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a263"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/142_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/142.jpg" alt="The Old Woman of Gloucester" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE OLD WOMAN OF GLOUCESTER</div> <br/> There was an old woman of Gloucester,<br/> Whose parrot two guineas it cost her,<br/>     But its tongue never ceasing,<br/>     Was vastly displeasing<br/> To the talkative woman of Gloucester.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a264"> <div class="boldtitle"> MULTIPLICATION IS VEXATION</div> <br/> Multiplication is vexation,<br/>     Division is as bad;<br/> The Rule of Three doth puzzle me,<br/>     And Practice drives me mad.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a265"> <div class="boldtitle">LITTLE KING BOGGEN</div> <br/> Little King Boggen, he built a fine hall,<br/> Pie-crust and pastry-crust, that was the wall;<br/> The windows were made of black puddings and white,<br/> And slated with pan-cakes,--you ne'er saw the like!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a267"> <div class="boldtitle">BELL HORSES</div> <br/> Bell horses, bell horses, what time of day?<br/> One o'clock, two o'clock, three and away.<br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a266"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/143_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/143.jpg" alt="Whistle" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">WHISTLE</div> <br/> "Whistle, daughter, whistle;<br/>     Whistle, daughter dear."<br/> "I cannot whistle, mammy,<br/>     I cannot whistle clear."<br/> "Whistle, daughter, whistle;<br/>     Whistle for a pound."<br/> "I cannot whistle, mammy,<br/>     I cannot make a sound."<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a268"> <div class="boldtitle">TAFFY</div> <br/> Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief,<br/> Taffy came to my house and stole a piece of beef;<br/> I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not home;<br/> Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow-bone.<br/> <br/> I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not in;<br/> Taffy came to my house and stole a silver pin;<br/> I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed,<br/> I took up the marrow-bone and flung it at his head.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a276"> <div class="boldtitle">A THORN</div> <br/> I went to the wood and got it;<br/> I sat me down to look for it<br/> And brought it home because I couldn't find it.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a271"> <div class="boldtitle">YOUNG ROGER AND DOLLY</div> <br/> Young Roger came tapping at Dolly's window,<br/>     Thumpaty, thumpaty, thump!<br/> <br/> He asked for admittance; she answered him "No!"<br/>     Frumpaty, frumpaty, frump!<br/> <br/> "No, no, Roger, no! as you came you may go!"<br/>     Stumpaty, stumpaty, stump!<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/146_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/146.jpg" alt="Young Roger and Dolly" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a269"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/144_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/144.jpg" alt="The Robin" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE ROBIN<br/></div> <br/> The north wind doth blow,<br/> And we shall have snow,<br/> And what will poor robin do then,<br/>                     Poor thing?<br/> <br/> He'll sit in a barn,<br/> And keep himself warm,<br/> And hide his head under his wing,<br/>                     Poor thing!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a270"> <div class="boldtitle">THE OLD WOMAN OF HARROW</div> <br/> There was an old woman of Harrow,<br/> Who visited in a wheelbarrow;<br/>    And her servant before,<br/>    Knocked loud at each door,<br/> To announce the old woman of Harrow.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/145_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/145.jpg" alt="The Old Woman of Harrow" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a272"> <div class="boldtitle">THE PIPER AND HIS COW</div> <br/> There was a piper had a cow,<br/>     And he had naught to give her;<br/> He pulled out his pipes and played her a tune,<br/>     And bade the cow consider.<br/> <br/> The cow considered very well,<br/>     And gave the piper a penny,<br/> And bade him play the other tune,<br/>     "Corn rigs are bonny."<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a273"> <div class="boldtitle">THE MAN OF DERBY</div> <br/> A little old man of Derby,<br/> How do you think he served me?<br/> He took away my bread and cheese,<br/> And that is how he served me.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/148_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/148.jpg" alt="The Man of Derby" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a274"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/147_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/147.jpg" alt="The Coachman" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE COACHMAN</div> <br/> Up at Piccadilly, oh!<br/>     The coachman takes his stand,<br/> And when he meets a pretty girl<br/>     He takes her by the hand;<br/> Whip away forever, oh!<br/>     Drive away so clever, oh!<br/> All the way to Bristol, oh!<br/>     He drives her four-in-hand.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a275"> <div class="boldtitle">THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN</div> <br/> There was an old woman who lived in a shoe.<br/> She had so many children she didn't know what to do.<br/> She gave them some broth without any bread.<br/> She whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a277"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/149_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/149.jpg" alt="The Old Woman of Surrey" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE OLD WOMAN OF SURREY</div> <br/> There was an old woman in Surrey,<br/> Who was morn, noon, and night in a hurry;<br/>     Called her husband a fool,<br/>     Drove the children to school,<br/> The worrying old woman of Surrey.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a278"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/150_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/150.jpg" alt="The Little Mouse" /></SPAN> <div class="boldtitle">THE LITTLE MOUSE</div> <br/> I have seen you, little mouse,<br/> Running all about the house,<br/> Through the hole your little eye<br/> In the wainscot peeping sly,<br/> Hoping soon some crumbs to steal,<br/> To make quite a hearty meal.<br/> Look before you venture out,<br/> See if pussy is about.<br/> If she's gone, you'll quickly run<br/> To the larder for some fun;<br/> Round about the dishes creep,<br/> Taking into each a peep,<br/> To choose the daintiest that's there,<br/> Spoiling things you do not care.<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a291"> <div class="boldtitle">DING, DONG, BELL</div> <br/> Ding, dong, bell,<br/> Pussy's in the well!<br/> Who put her in?<br/> Little Tommy Lin.<br/> <br/> Who pulled her out?<br/> Little Johnny Stout.<br/> What a naughty boy was that,<br/> To try to drown poor pussy-cat.<br/> Who never did him any harm,<br/> But killed the mice in his father's barn!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a279"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/151_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/151.jpg" alt="Boy and Girl" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">BOY AND GIRL<br/></div> <br/> There was a little boy and a little girl<br/>     Lived in an alley;<br/> Says the little boy to the little girl,<br/>     "Shall I, oh, shall I?"<br/> Says the little girl to the little boy,<br/>     "What shall we do?"<br/> Says the little boy to the little girl,<br/>     "I will kiss you."<br/> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a280"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/152_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/152.jpg" alt="When" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">WHEN</div> <br/> When I was a bachelor<br/>     I lived by myself;<br/> And all the bread and cheese I got<br/>     I laid up on the shelf.<br/> <br/> The rats and the mice<br/>     They made such a strife,<br/> I was forced to go to London<br/>     To buy me a wife.<br/> <br/> The streets were so bad,<br/>     And the lanes were so narrow,<br/> I was forced to bring my wife home<br/>     In a wheelbarrow.<br/> <br/> The wheelbarrow broke,<br/>     And my wife had a fall;<br/> Down came wheelbarrow,<br/>     Little wife and all.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/153_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/153.jpg" alt="When I was a Bachelor" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a281"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/154_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/154.jpg" alt="Sing, Sing" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">SING, SING</div> <br/> Sing, sing, what shall I sing?<br/> Cat's run away with the pudding-string!<br/> Do, do, what shall I do?<br/> The cat has bitten it quite in two.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a283"> <div class="boldtitle">MARCH WINDS</div> <br/> March winds and April showers<br/> Bring forth May flowers.<br/> <div class="poem" id="a299"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/165_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/165.jpg" alt="Hot-Cross Buns" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">HOT-CROSS BUNS</div> <br/>     Hot-cross Buns!<br/>     Hot-cross Buns!<br/> One a penny, two a penny,<br/>     Hot-cross Buns!<br/> <br/>     Hot-cross Buns!<br/>     Hot-cross Buns!<br/> If ye have no daughters,<br/> Give them to your sons.<br/></div> <br/> <br/></div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a282"> <div class="boldtitle">LONDON BRIDGE</div> <br/> London Bridge is broken down,<br/> Dance over my Lady Lee;<br/> London Bridge is broken down,<br/> With a gay lady.<br/> <br/> How shall we build it up again?<br/> Dance over my Lady Lee;<br/> How shall we build it up again?<br/> With a gay lady.<br/> <br/> Build it up with silver and gold,<br/> Dance over my Lady Lee;<br/> Build it up with silver and gold,<br/> With a gay lady.<br/> <br/> Silver and gold will be stole away,<br/> Dance over my Lady Lee;<br/> Silver and gold will be stole away,<br/> With a gay lady.<br/> <br/> Build it up with iron and steel,<br/> Dance over my Lady Lee;<br/> Build it up with iron and steel,<br/> With a gay lady.<br/> <br/> Iron and steel will bend and bow,<br/> Dance over my Lady Lee;<br/> Iron and steel will bend and bow,<br/> With a gay lady.<br/> <br/> Build it up with wood and clay,<br/> Dance over my Lady Lee;<br/> Build it up with wood and clay,<br/> With a gay lady.<br/> <br/> Wood and clay will wash away,<br/> Dance over my Lady Lee;<br/> Wood and clay will wash away,<br/> With a gay lady.<br/> <br/> Build it up with stone so strong,<br/> Dance over my Lady Lee;<br/> Huzza! 'twill last for ages long,<br/> With a gay lady.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a284"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/155_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/155.jpg" alt="The Balloon" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE BALLOON</div> <br/> "What is the news of the day,<br/> Good neighbor, I pray?"<br/> "They say the balloon<br/> Is gone up to the moon!"<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a285"> <div class="boldtitle">A CHERRY</div> <br/> As I went through the garden gap,<br/> Who should I meet but Dick Red-cap!<br/> A stick in his hand, a stone in his throat,--<br/> If you'll tell me this riddle, I'll give you a groat.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a286"> <div class="boldtitle">THE LOST SHOE</div> <br/> Doodle doodle doo,<br/> The Princess lost her shoe:<br/>   Her Highness hopped,--<br/>   The fiddler stopped,<br/> Not knowing what to do.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a287"> <div class="boldtitle">HOT CODLINS</div> <br/> There was a little woman, as I've been told,<br/> Who was not very young, nor yet very old;<br/> Now this little woman her living got<br/> By selling codlins, hot, hot, hot!<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/156_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/156.jpg" alt="Hot Codlins" /></SPAN> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a288"> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/157_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/157.jpg" alt="Swan" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">SWAN</div> <br/> Swan, swan, over the sea;<br/>     Swim, swan, swim!<br/> Swan, swan, back again;<br/>     Well swum, swan!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a289"> <div class="boldtitle">THREE STRAWS</div> <br/> Three straws on a staff<br/> Would make a baby cry and laugh.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a290"> <div class="boldtitle">THE MAN OF TOBAGO</div> <br/> There was an old man of Tobago<br/> Who lived on rice, gruel, and sago,<br/>     Till much to his bliss,<br/>     His physician said this:<br/> "To a leg, sir, of mutton, you may go."<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/158_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/158.jpg" alt="The Man of Tobago" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a292"> <div class="boldtitle"> A SUNSHINY SHOWER</div> <br/> A sunshiny shower<br/> Won't last half an hour.<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a293"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/159_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/159.jpg" alt="The Farmer and the Raven" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE FARMER AND THE RAVEN</div> <br/> A farmer went trotting upon his gray mare,<br/>     Bumpety, bumpety, bump!<br/> With his daughter behind him so rosy and fair,<br/>     Lumpety, lumpety, lump!<br/> <br/> A raven cried croak! and they all tumbled down,<br/>     Bumpety, bumpety, bump!<br/> The mare broke her knees, and the farmer his crown,<br/>     Lumpety, lumpety, lump!<br/> <br/> The mischievous raven flew laughing away,<br/>     Bumpety, bumpety, bump!<br/> And vowed he would serve them the same the next day,<br/>     Lumpety, lumpety lump!<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a294"> <div class="boldtitle">CHRISTMAS</div> <br/> Christmas is coming, the geese are getting fat,<br/> Please to put a penny in an old man's hat;<br/> If you haven't got a penny a ha'penny will do,<br/> If you haven't got a ha'penny, God bless you.<br/> <br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/160_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/160.jpg" alt="Christmas" /><br/></SPAN></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a295"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/161_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/161.jpg" alt="Willy Boy" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">WILLY BOY</div> <br/> "Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going?<br/> I will go with you, if that I may."<br/> "I'm going to the meadow to see them a-mowing,<br/> I'm going to help them to make the hay."<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a296"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/162_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/162.jpg" alt="Polly and Sukey" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">POLLY AND SUKEY</div> <br/> Polly, put the kettle on,<br/> Polly, put the kettle on,<br/> Polly, put the kettle on,<br/> And let's drink tea.<br/> <br/> Sukey, take it off again,<br/> Sukey, take it off again,<br/> Sukey, take it off again,<br/> They're all gone away.<br/> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a298"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/163_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/163.jpg" alt="The Mouse and the Clock" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE MOUSE AND THE CLOCK</div> <br/> Hickory, dickory, dock!<br/> The mouse ran up the clock;<br/>   The clock struck one,<br/>   And down he run,<br/> Hickory, dickory, dock!<br/></div> </div> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a297"> <div class="boldtitle">THE DEATH AND BURIAL OF POOR COCK ROBIN</div> <br/> Who killed Cock Robin?<br/> "I," said the sparrow,<br/> "With my little bow and arrow,<br/> I killed Cock Robin."<br/> <br/> Who saw him die?<br/> "I," said the fly,<br/> "With my little eye,<br/> I saw him die."<br/> <br/> Who caught his blood?<br/> "I," said the fish,<br/> "With my little dish,<br/> I caught his blood."<br/> <br/> Who'll make his shroud?<br/> "I," said the beetle,<br/> "With my thread and needle.<br/> I'll make his shroud."<br/> <br/> Who'll carry the torch?<br/> "I," said the linnet,<br/> "I'll come in a minute,<br/> I'll carry the torch."<br/> <br/> Who'll be the clerk?<br/> "I," said the lark,<br/> "If it's not in the dark,<br/> I'll be the clerk."<br/> <br/> Who'll dig his grave?<br/> "I," said the owl,<br/> "With my spade and trowel<br/> I'll dig his grave."<br/> <br/> Who'll be the parson?<br/> "I," said the rook,<br/> "With my little book,<br/> I'll be the parson."<br/> <br/> Who'll be chief mourner?<br/> "I," said the dove,<br/> "I mourn for my love,<br/> I'll be chief mourner."<br/> <br/> Who'll sing a psalm?<br/> "I," said the thrush,<br/> "As I sit in a bush.<br/> I'll sing a psalm."<br/> <br/> Who'll carry the coffin?<br/> "I," said the kite,<br/> "If it's not in the night,<br/> I'll carry the coffin."<br/> <br/> Who'll toll the bell?<br/> "I," said the bull,<br/> "Because I can pull,<br/> I'll toll the bell."<br/> <br/> All the birds of the air<br/> Fell sighing and sobbing,<br/> When they heard the bell toll<br/> For poor Cock Robin.<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <div class="poem" id="a300"> <div class="boldtitle">BOBBY SHAFTOE</div> <br/> Bobby Shaftoe's gone to sea,<br/> With silver buckles on his knee:<br/> He'll come back and marry me,<br/>     Pretty Bobby Shaftoe!<br/> Bobby Shaftoe's fat and fair,<br/> Combing down his yellow hair;<br/> He's my love for evermore,<br/>     Pretty Bobby Shaftoe.<br/> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/166_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/166.jpg" alt="Bobby Shaftoe" /></SPAN> <br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a301"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/164_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/164.jpg" alt="The Bunch Of Blue Ribbons" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE BUNCH OF BLUE RIBBONS</div> <br/> Oh, dear, what can the matter be?<br/> Oh, dear, what can the matter be?<br/> Oh, dear, what can the matter be?<br/>     Johnny's so long at the fair.<br/> <br/> He promised he'd buy me a bunch of blue ribbons,<br/> He promised he'd buy me a bunch of blue ribbons,<br/> He promised he'd buy me a bunch of blue ribbons,<br/> To tie up my bonny brown hair.<br/> <br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="10" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a302"> <SPAN target="_blank" href="images/167_1.jpg"><ANTIMG class="images" src="images/167.jpg" alt="The Woman of Exeter" /></SPAN> <br/> <div class="boldtitle">THE WOMAN OF EXETER</div> <br/> There dwelt an old woman at Exeter;<br/> When visitors came it sore vexed her,<br/>     So for fear they should eat,<br/>     She locked up all her meat,<br/> This stingy old woman of Exeter.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a303"> <div class="boldtitle">SNEEZING</div> <br/> If you sneeze on Monday, you sneeze for danger;<br/> Sneeze on a Tuesday, kiss a stranger;<br/> Sneeze on a Wednesday, sneeze for a letter;<br/> Sneeze on a Thursday, something better.<br/> Sneeze on a Friday, sneeze for sorrow;<br/> Sneeze on a Saturday, joy to-morrow.<br/></div> <br/> <br/> </td> <td> <div class="poem" id="a304"> <div class="boldtitle">PUSSY-CAT BY THE FIRE</div> <br/> Pussy-cat sits by the fire;<br/>     How can she be fair?<br/> In walks the little dog;<br/>     Says: "Pussy, are you there?<br/> How do you do, Mistress Pussy?<br/>     Mistress Pussy, how d'ye do?"<br/> "I thank you kindly, little dog,<br/>     I fare as well as you!"<br/></div> <br/> <br/> <div class="poem" id="a305"> <div class="boldtitle">WHEN THE SNOW IS ON THE GROUND</div> <br/> The little robin grieves<br/>     When the snow is on the ground,<br/> For the trees have no leaves,<br/>     And no berries can be found.<br/> <br/> The air is cold, the worms are hid;<br/>     For robin here what can be done?<br/> Let's strow around some crumbs of bread,<br/>     And then he'll live till snow is gone.<br/></div> </td> </tr> </table> <SPAN name="endofbook"></SPAN> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />

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