Part 2

When good King Arthur ruled this land, He was a goodly king; He stole three pecks of barley-meal, To make a bag-pudding.

A bag-pudding the king did make, And stuff'd it well with plums: And in it put great lumps of fat, As big as my two thumbs.

The king and queen did eat thereof, And noblemen beside; And what they could not eat that night, The queen next morning fried.

_There was a monkey_

There was a monkey climb'd up a tree, When he fell down, then down fell he.

There was a crow sat on a stone, When he was gone, then there was none.

There was an old wife did eat an apple, When she had ate two, she had ate a couple.

There was a horse going to the mill, When he went on, he stood not still.

There was a butcher cut his thumb, When it did bleed, then blood did come.

There was a lackey ran a race, When he ran fast, he ran apace.

There was a cobbler clowting shoon, When they were mended, they were done.

There was a chandler making candle, When he them strip, he did them handle.

There was a navy went into Spain, When it return'd, it came again.

_John Cook_

John Cook had a little grey mare; he, haw, hum! Her back stood up, and her bones they were bare: he, haw, hum!

John Cook was riding up Shuter's bank; he, haw, hum! And there his nag did kick and prank; he, haw, hum!

John Cook was riding up Shuter's hill; he, haw, hum! His mare fell down, and she made her will; he, haw, hum!

The bridle and saddle were laid on the shelf; he, haw, hum! If you want any more you may sing it yourself; he, haw, hum!

_A diller, a dollar_

A diller, a dollar, A ten o'clock scholar, What makes you come so soon? You used to come at ten o'clock, But now you come at noon.

Please to remember The fifth of November, Gunpowder treason and plot; I know no reason Why gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot.

_I love my love_

I love my love with an A, because he's Agreeable. I hate him because he's Avaricious. He took me to the Sign of the Acorn, And treated me with Apples. His name's Andrew, And he lives at Arlington.

(_This can be continued through the alphabet._)

_There was an old woman, as I've heard tell_

There was an old woman, as I've heard tell, She went to market her eggs for to sell; She went to market all on a market-day, And she fell asleep on the king's highway.

There came by a pedlar whose name was Stout, He cut her petticoats all round about; He cut her petticoats up to the knees, Which made the old woman to shiver and freeze.

When this little woman first did wake, She began to shiver and she began to shake, She began to wonder and she began to cry, "Oh! deary, deary me, this is none of I!

"But if it be I, as I do hope it be, I've a little dog at home, and he'll know me; If it be I, he'll wag his little tail, And if it be not I, he'll loudly bark and wail."

Home went the little woman all in the dark, Up got the little dog, and he began to bark; He began to bark, so she began to cry, "Oh! deary, deary me, this is none of I!"

_Little Robin Redbreast_

Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a tree, Up went Pussy cat, and down went he; Down came Pussy cat, and away Robin ran; Says little Robin Redbreast, "Catch me if you can." Little Robin Redbreast jump'd upon a wall, Pussy cat jump'd after him, and almost got a fall, Little Robin chirp'd and sang, and what did Pussy say? Pussy cat said "Mew," and Robin jump'd away.

_St. Swithin's Day_

St. Swithin's day, if thou dost rain, For forty days it will remain: St. Swithin's day, if thou be fair, For forty days 'twill rain na mair.

_Higgledy piggledy_

Higgledy piggledy Here we lie, Pick'd and pluck'd, And put in a pie. My first is snapping, snarling, growling. My second's industrious, romping, and prowling. Higgledy; piggledy Here we lie, Pick'd and pluck'd, And put in a pie. (_currant_)

_Little Tommy Tittlemouse_

Little Tommy Tittlemouse Lived in a little house; He caught fishes In other men's ditches.

_Gay go up_

Gay go up and gay go down, To ring the bells of London town.

Bull's eyes and targets, Say the bells of St. Marg'ret's.

Brickbats and tiles, Say the bells of St. Giles'.

Halfpence and farthings, Say the bells of St. Martin's.

Oranges and lemons, Say the bells of St. Clement's.

Pancakes and fritters, Say the bells of St. Peter's.

Two sticks and an apple, Say the bells at Whitechapel.

Old Father Baldpate, Say the slow bells at Aldgate.

You owe me ten shillings, Say the bells at St. Helen's.

Pokers and tongs, Say the bells at St. John's.

Kettles and pans, Say the bells at St. Ann's.

When will you pay me? Say the bells at Old Bailey.

When I grow rich, Say the bells at Shoreditch.

Pray when will that be? Say the bells of Stepney.

I am sure I don't know, Says the great bell at Bow.

Here comes a candle to light you to bed, And here comes a chopper to chop off your head.

_Peter Piper_

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pepper; A peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper picked; If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pepper, Where's the peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper picked?

_Three children_

Three children sliding on the ice Upon a summer's day, It so fell out, they all fell in, The rest they ran away.

Now had these children been at home, Or sliding on dry ground, Ten thousand pounds to one penny They had not all been drown'd.

You parents all that children have, And you that have got none, If you would have them safe abroad, Pray keep them safe at home.

Humpty Dumpty sate on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall; All the king's horses and all the king's men Cannot put Humpty Dumpty together again.

_London Bridge_

London Bridge is broken down, Dance o'er my Lady Lee; London Bridge is broken down, With a gay lady.

How shall we build it up again? Dance o'er my Lady Lee; How shall we build it up again? With a gay lady.

Silver and gold will be stole away, Dance o'er my Lady Lee; Silver and gold will be stole away, With a gay lady.

Build it up again with iron and steel, Dance o'er my Lady Lee; Build it up with iron and steel, With a gay lady.

Iron and steel will bend and bow, Dance o'er my Lady Lee; Iron and steel will bend and bow, With a gay lady.

Build it up with wood and clay, Dance o'er my Lady Lee; Build it up with wood and clay, With a gay lady.

Wood and clay will wash away, Dance o'er my Lady Lee; Wood and clay will wash away, With a gay lady.

Build it up with stone so strong, Dance o'er my Lady Lee; Huzza! 'twill last for ages long, With a gay lady.

Elsie Marley is grown so fine, She won't get up to serve the swine, But lies in bed till eight or nine, And surely she does take her time.

And do you ken Elsie Marley, honey? The wife who sells the barley, honey; She won't get up to serve her swine, And do you ken Elsie Marley, honey?

_There was a little boy_

There was a little boy and a little girl Lived in an alley; Says the little boy to the little girl, "Shall I, oh! shall I?"

Says the little girl to the little boy, "What shall we do?" Says the little boy to the little girl, "I will kiss you."

_How many miles_

How many miles is it to Babylon?-- Threescore miles and ten. Can I get there by candle-light?-- Yes, and back again! If your heels are nimble and light, You may get there by candle-light.

_Curly locks_

Curly locks! curly locks! wilt thou be mine? Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine; But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam, And feed upon strawberries, sugar, and cream!

_Four brothers over the sea_

I had four brothers over the sea, Perrie, Merrie, Dixie, Dominie. And they each sent a present unto me, Petrum, Partrum, Paradise, Temporie, Perrie, Merrie, Dixie, Dominie.

The first sent a chicken, without any bones; The second sent a cherry, without any stones.

Petrum, &c.

The third sent a book, which no man could read; The fourth sent a blanket, without any thread.

Petrum, &c.

How could there be a chicken without any bones? How could there be a cherry without any stones?

Petrum, &c.

How could there be a book which no man could read? How could there be a blanket without a thread?

Petrum, &c.

When the chicken's in the egg-shell, there are no bones; When the cherry's in the blossom, there are no stones.

Petrum, &c.

When the book's in ye press no man it can read; When the wool is on the sheep's back, there is no thread.

Petrum, &c.

_Two, three, and four legs_

Two legs sat upon three legs, With one leg in his lap;

In comes four legs, And runs away with one leg.

Up jumps two legs, Catches up three legs,

Throws it after four legs, And makes him bring back one leg.

_The dove and the wren_

The dove says coo, coo, what shall I do? I can scarce maintain two. Pooh, pooh! says the wren, I have got ten, And keep them all like gentlemen!

_A puzzle_

Have you seen the old woman of Banbury Cross, Who rode to the fair on the top of her horse? And since her return she still tells, up and down, Of the wonderful lady she saw when in town. She has a small mirror in each of her eyes, And her nose is a bellows of minnikin size; There's a neat little drum fix'd in each of her ears, Which beats a tattoo to whatever she hears. She has in each jaw a fine ivory mill, And day after day she keeps grinding it still. Both an organ and flute in her small throat are placed, And they are played by a steam engine worked in her breast. But the wonder of all, in her mouth it is said, She keeps a loud bell that might waken the dead; And so frightened the woman, and startled the horse, That they galloped full speed back to Banbury Cross.

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Long legs, crooked thighs, Little head and no eyes. (_a pair of tongs_)

_Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake_

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man! Make me a cake, as fast as you can:

Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T, Put it in the oven for Tommy and me.

Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit Pie! Come, my ladies, come and buy; Else your babies they will cry.

_The man in the wilderness_

The man in the wilderness asked me, How many strawberries grew in the sea? I answered him, as I thought good, As many as red herrings grew in the wood.

_One old Oxford ox_

One old Oxford ox opening oysters; Two tee-totums totally tired of trying to trot to Tedsbury; Three thick thumping tigers tickling trout; Four fat friars fanning fainting flies; Five frippy Frenchmen foolishly fishing for flies; Six sportsmen shooting snipes; Seven Severn salmons swallowing shrimps; Eight Englishmen eagerly examining Europe; Nine nimble noblemen nibbling nonpareils; Ten tinkers tinkling upon ten tin tinder-boxes with ten tenpenny tacks; Eleven elephants elegantly equipt; Twelve typographical topographers typically translating types.

_I like little pussy_

I like little pussy, her coat is so warm, And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm; So I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away, But pussy and I very gently will play.

There was a man of Newington, And he was wond'rous wise, He jump'd into a quickset hedge, And scratch'd out both his eyes: But when he saw his eyes were out, With all his might and main He jump'd into another hedge, And scratch'd 'em in again.

_There was a little Guinea-pig_

There was a little Guinea-pig, Who, being little, was not big; He always walked upon his feet, And never fasted when he eat.

When from a place he ran away, He never at that place did stay; And while he ran, as I am told, He ne'er stood still for young or old.

He often squeak'd and sometimes vi'lent, And when he squeak'd he ne'er was silent; Though ne'er instructed by a cat, He knew a mouse was not a rat.

One day, as I am certified, He took a whim and fairly died; And, as I'm told by men of sense, He never has been living since.

_Little Miss Muffet_

Little Miss Muffet, She sat on a tuffet, Eating of curds and whey;

There came a spider, And sat down beside her, And frightened Miss Muffet away.

_The house that Jack built_

This is the house that Jack built.

This is the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the rat, That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the farmer sowing his corn, That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt That lay the house that Jack built.

_Handy-Spandy_

Handy-Spandy, Jack-a-dandy, Loves plum-cake and sugar-candy. He bought some at a grocer's shop, And pleased, away he went, hop, hop, hop.

_Doctor Foster_

Doctor Foster went to Glo'ster, In a shower of rain;

He stepped in a puddle, up to his middle, And never went there again.

_Little Boy Blue_

Little Boy Blue, come blow up your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn; Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep? He's under the hay-cock fast asleep. Will you wake him? No, not I; For if I do, he'll be sure to cry.

_As I was going to St. Ives_

As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives, Every wife had seven sacks, Every sack had seven cats, Every cat had seven kits: Kits, cats, sacks, and wives, How many were there going to St. Ives?

_Cushy cow bonny_

Cushy cow bonny, Let down thy milk, And I will give thee a gown of silk; A gown of silk and a silver tee, If thou wilt let down thy milk to me.

_A carrion crow_

A carrion crow sat on an oak, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do, Watching a tailor shape his coat; Sing heigh ho, the carrion crow, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do. Wife, bring me my old bent bow, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do, That I may shoot yon carrion crow; Sing heigh ho, the carrion crow, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do.

The tailor he shot and missed his mark, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do, And shot his own sow quite through the heart; Sing heigh ho, the carrion crow, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do.

_Jack Sprat_

Jack Sprat could eat no fat, His wife could eat no lean;

And so, betwixt them both, [you see] They licked the platter clean.

_The Cuckoo_

The cuckoo's a fine bird, He sings as he flies; He brings us good tidings. He tells us no lies.

He sucks little birds' eggs, To make his voice clear; And when he sings "cuckoo!" The summer is near.

_Five toes_

1. "Let us go to the wood," says this pig; 2. "What to do there?" says that pig; 3. "To look for mother," says this pig; 4. "What to do with her?" says that pig; 5. "To kiss her, to kiss her," says this pig.

_One misty moisty_

One misty moisty morning When cloudy was the weather,

There I met an old man Clothed all in leather; Clothed all in leather, With cap under his chin,-- How do you do, and how do you do, And how do you do again!

_My father he died_

My father he died, but I can't tell you how, He left me six horses to drive in my plough: With my wing wang waddle oh, Jack sing saddle oh, Blowsey boys buble oh, Under the broom,

I sold my six horses and I bought me a cow, I'd fain have made a fortune but did not know how: With my wing wang waddle oh, Jack sing saddle oh, Blowsey boys buble oh, Under the broom.

I sold my cow, and I bought me a calf; I'd fain have made a fortune, but lost the best half; With my wing wang waddle oh, Jack sing saddle oh, Blowsey boys buble oh, Under the broom.

I sold my calf, and I bought me a cat; A pretty thing she was, in my chimney corner sat: With my wing wang waddle oh, Jack sing saddle oh, Blowsey boys buble oh, Under the broom.

I sold my cat, and bought me a mouse; He carried fire in his tail, and burnt down my house: With my wing wang waddle oh, Jack sing saddle oh, Blowsey boys buble oh, Under the broom.

_For every evil under the sun_

For every evil under the sun, There is a remedy, or there is none. If there be one, seek till you find it; If there be none, never mind it.

"Where have you been all the day, My boy Tammy?" "I've been all the day, Courting of a lady gay: But oh! she's too young To be taken from her mammy."

"What Work can she do, My boy Tammy? Can she bake and can she brew, My boy Tammy?"

"She can brew and she can bake, And she can make our wedding cake; But oh! she's too young To be taken from her mammy."

"What age may she be? What age may she be? My boy Tammy?"

"Twice two, twice seven, Twice ten, twice eleven: But oh! she's too young To be taken from her mammy."

_Girls and boys, come out to play_

Girls and boys, come out to play, The moon doth shine as bright as day; Leave your supper, and leave your sleep, And come with your playfellows into the street. Come with a whoop, come with a call, Come with a good will or not at all. Up the ladder and down the wall, A halfpenny roll will serve us all. You find milk, and I'll find flour, And we'll have a pudding in half-an-hour.

_A man of words and not of deeds_

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 bird upon the wall; And when the bird away does fly, It's like an eagle in the sky; And when the sky begins to roar, It's like a lion at the door; And when the door begins to crack, It's like a stick across your back; And when your back begins to smart, It's like a penknife in your heart; And when your heart begins to bleed, You're dead, and dead, and dead, indeed.

_Come, let's to bed_

Come, let's to bed, Says Sleepy-head; Tarry a while, says Slow. Put on the pan, Says Greedy Nan, Let's sup before we go.

_If I'd as much money as I could spend_

If I'd as much money as I could spend, I never would cry old chairs to mend; Old chairs to mend, old chairs to mend; I never would cry old chairs to mend. If I'd as much money as I could tell, I never would cry old clothes to sell; Old clothes to sell, old clothes to sell; I never would cry old clothes to sell.

_Little Bo-peep_

Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep, And cannot tell where to find them; Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them.

Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep, And dreamt she heard them bleating; But when she awoke, she found it a joke, For still they were all fleeting.

Then up she took her little crook, Determined for to find them, She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed, For they'd left all their tails behind 'em.

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A, B, C, tumble down D, The cat's in the cupboard, and can't see me.

_The Toad and Frog_

"Croak!" said the Toad, "I'm hungry, I think, To-day I've had nothing to eat or to drink; I'll crawl to a garden and jump through the pales, And there I'll dine nicely on slugs and on snails." "Ho, ho!" quoth the Frog, "is that what you mean? Then I'll hop away to the next meadow stream, There I will drink, and eat worms and slugs too, And then I shall have a good dinner like you."

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There was an old woman lived under a hill, And if she's not gone, she lives there still.

_When a Twister a twisting_

When a Twister a twisting, will twist him a twist; For the twisting of his twist, he three times doth intwist; But if one of the twines of the twist do untwist, The twine that untwisteth, untwisteth the twist.

Untwirling the twine that untwisteth between, He twirls, with the twister, the two in a twine; Then twice having twisted the twines of the twine, He twisteth the twine he had twined in twain.

The twain that, in twining, before in the twine, As twines were intwisted; he now doth untwine: 'Twixt the twain inter-twisting a twine more between, He, twirling his twister, makes a twist of the twine.

_Little Tom Tucker_

Little Tom Tucker Sings for his supper; What shall he eat? White bread and butter. How shall he cut it Without e'er a knife? How will he be married Without e'er a wife?

_Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross_

Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross, To see a fine lady upon a white horse, Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes, She shall make music wherever she goes.

_There were two blackbirds_