Gammer Gurton's Garland; Or, The Nursery Parnassus A Choice Collection of Pretty Songs and Verses for the Amusement of All Little Good Children Who Can Neither Read nor Run.

Giles Collins he said to his old mother, Mother, come bind up my head; And send to the parson of our parish, For to-morrow I shall be dead, dead, For to-morrow I shall be dead.

There was a frog liv'd in a well, Kitty alone, Kitty alone; There was a frog liv'd in a well, Kitty alone and I. There was a frog liv'd in a well, And a farce[A] mouse in a mill...

A man of words and not of deeds Is like a garden full of weeds; And when the weeds begin to grow, It's like a garden full of snow; And when the snow begins to fall, It's like a...

On looking up, on looking down, She saw a dead man on the ground; And from his nose unto his chin, The worms crawl'd out, the worms crawl'd in.[E]