Chapter 4

A broom! a broom! a broom! a broom! That grows on yonder hill, And blows with a yellow bloom, Just like lemon peel. Just like lemon peel, my boys, To mix with our English beer, And you shall drink it all up While we do say Goliere! Goliere! Goliere! Goliere! Goliere! While we do say Goliere!

Dinty diddledy, My mammy's maid, She stole oranges, I am afraid; Some in her pocket, Some in her sleeve, She stole oranges, I do believe.

"Dinah, Dinah, Go to China, For oranges and tea; Dolly is sick, And wants them quick, So skip across the sea!"

"Pudding _and_ pie!" Said Jane, "O my!" "Which would you rather?" Said her father, "Both!" cried Jane, Quite bold and plain.

Ding dong! ding dong! There goes the gong; Dick, come along, It's time for dinner. Wash your face, Take your place, Where's your grace? You little sinner!

When little Claude was naughty wunst At dinner-time, an' said, He wont say "Thank you!" to his Ma, She maked him go to bed, An' stay two hours an' not git up, So when the clock struck Two, Nen Claude says, "Thank you, Mr Clock, I'm much obleeged to you!"

Tit-tat-toe! My first go; Three jolly butcher boys all in a row! Stick one up, Stick one down, Stick one in the old man's burying-ground.

FOR A WILLOW PATTERN PLATE

There's two birds flying high, Here's a vessel sailing by; Here's the bridge that they pass over, Three little men going to Dover! Here the stately castle stands, Where lives the ruler of these lands; Here's the tree with the apples on, That's the fence that ends my song!

What way does the wind come? What way does he go? He rides over the water, and over the snow, Through wood and through vale, and o'er rocky height, Which goat cannot climb, takes his sounding flight; He tosses about in every bare tree, As, if you look up, you plainly may see; But how he will come, and whither he goes, There's never a scholar in England knows.

TO BE WRITTEN IN A BOOK

Give your attention as you read, And frequent pauses take; Think seriously; and take good heed That you no dog's ears make.

Don't wet the fingers as you turn The pages one by one; Never touch prints, observe: and learn Each idle gait to shun.

TO BE WRITTEN IN A BOOK

Small is the wren, Black is the rook, Great is the sinner That steals this book.

SOMERSETSHIRE

CHARM FOR TOOTHACHE, TO BE WRITTEN AND WORN

Peter sat on a marble stone, When by here Jesus came aloan. "Peter what is it makes you for to quake?" "Lord Jesus, it is the toothake." "Rise, Peter, and be heled."

Come, butter, come! Come, butter, come! Peter is at the gate Waiting the butter and loaf, Come, butter, come!

Jack and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water, Jack fell down and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after.

Up Jack got and home did trot, As fast as he could caper, Went to bed to mend his head, With vinegar and brown paper.

Jill came in and she did grin, To see his paper plaster, Mother vexed, did whip her next, For causing Jack's disaster.

Little John Jig Jag, Rode on a penny nag, And went to Wigan to woo; When he came to a beck He fell and broke his neck, Johnny, how dost thou now?

Little General Monk Sat upon a trunk, Eating a crust of bread; There fell a hot coal, And burnt in his clothes a hole, Now little General Monk is dead.

SALISBURY CATHEDRAL

As many days as in one year there be, So many windows in this church you see. As many marble pillars here appear, As there are hours through the fleeting year. As many gates as moons one here does view, Strange tale to tell, but not more strange than true.

KENT

God made man, and man made money. God made the bees, and the bees made honey. God made the cooks, and the cooks made pies. God made a little boy, and he told lies. God made the world, as round as a ball, In jumps Satan, and spoils it all. God made Satan, and Satan made sin, God made a little hole to put Satan in.

Essex stiles, Kentish miles, Norfolk wiles, Many men beguiles.

SOMERSET

My grandmother had a three-cornered country-cut handkerchief, Cut in a three-cornered country-cut way, If my grandmother had a three-cornered country-cut handkerchief, Cut in a three-cornered country-cut way, Why shouldn't I have a three-cornered country-cut handkerchief, Cut in a three-cornered country-cut way?

LEICESTER

My father died a month ago, And left me all his riches; A feather bed, a wooden leg, And a pair of leather breeches. A coffee pot without a spout, A cup without a handle, A 'bacco box without a lid, And half a farthing candle.

ESSEX

Here's good health And a little wealth, And a little house And freedom, And at the end A little friend, And little cause To need 'im.

SUFFOLK

Get up at four, and you'll have more. Get up at five, and things'll thrive. Get up at six, and things'll fix. Get up at seven, and things'll go even. Get up at eight, and that's too late. Get up at nine, and that's no time. Get up at ten, and go to bed again.

At ten a child, At twenty wild, At thirty tame if ever; At forty wise, At fifty rich, At sixty good, or never.

THE SETTING OF THE SUN

See where the sun sinks in the west, His appointed race having run, He says to man and beast: "Now rest, Your toil and labour's done."

So should each little girl and boy, Perform their daily task; Then would their parents dear, with joy, Grant all good things they'd ask.

THE EAGLE AND THE OAK

_Irish_

When you were an acorn on the tree top, Then was I an eagle cock; Now that you are a withered old block, Still I am an eagle cock.

FLAX

There's a garden that I ken, Full of little gentlemen, Little caps of blue they wear, And green ribbons very fair.

Nettle out, dock in, Dock remove the nettle sting. In dock, out nettle, Don't let the blood settle.

A litel grounde well tilled, A litel house well filled, A litel wife well willed, Would make him live that were halfe killed.

Born of a Monday, Fair in face; Born of a Tuesday, Full of God's grace; Born of a Wednesday, Merry and glad; Born of a Thursday, Sour and sad; Born of a Friday, Godly given; Born of a Saturday, Work for your living; Born of a Sunday, Never shall we want; So there ends the week, And there's an end on't.

Monday for health, Tuesday for wealth, Wednesday the best day of all; Thursday for losses, Friday for crosses, Saturday no day at all.

Sunrise, breakfast; sun high, dinner; Sundown, sup, makes a saint of a sinner.

Tom married a wife on Monday, He got a stick on Tuesday, He beat her well on Wednesday, Sick was she on Thursday, Dead was she on Friday, Glad was Tom on Saturday, To bury his wife on Sunday.

Little Goody Tidy Was born on a Friday, Was christened on a Saturday, Ate roast beef on Sunday, Was very well on Monday, Was taken ill on Tuesday, Sent for the doctor on Wednesday, Died on Thursday. So there's an end to little Goody Tidy.

Bobby Shaft is gone to sea, With silver buckles at his knee, When he comes home he'll marry me, Pretty Bobby Shaft!

Bobby Shaft is fat and fair, Combing down his yellow hair; He's my love for evermore, Pretty Bobby Shaft!

A good child, a good child, As I suppose you be, Never laughed nor smiled At the tickling of your knee.

Commodore Rogers was a brave man--exceedingly brave--particular; He climbed up very high rocks--exceedingly high--perpendicular; And what made this the more inexpressible, These same rocks were quite inaccessible.

When I was a little boy, I washed my mammie's dishes, I put my finger in my eye, And pulled out golden fishes.

Little King Boggen he built a fine hall, Pye crust and pastry crust, that was the wall; The windows were made of black puddings and white, And slated with pancakes you ne'er saw the like.

A CHERRY

_Galloway_

Riddle me, riddle me, rot, tot, tot, A wee, wee man in a red, red coat, A staff in his hand, and a stane in his throat, Riddle me, riddle me, rot, tot, tot.

PERTH

A penny for the chappin' stick,[C] Tuppence for the theevil,[D] That's the way the money goes, Pop goes the weasel.

[C] Used for pounding potatoes.

[D] For stirring porridge.

Cocky-bendy's lying sick, Guess ye what'll mend him? Twenty kisses in a clout, Lassie will ye send 'em?

Cherries a ha'penny a stick! Come and pick! Come and pick! Cherries! big as plums! Who comes? Who comes?

Nanty, Panty, Jack-a-Dandy, Stole a piece of sugar-candy, From the grocer's shoppy-shop, And away did hoppy-hop!

Lucy Locket lost her pocket, Kitty Fisher found it, Never a farthing was therein, But little fishes drowned.

Riggity jig, riggity jig, Who'll go to market to ride in a gig? A fair little maid, and a nice little man, Shall ride off to market as fast as they can.

Polly, put the kettle on, And let's have tea! Polly put the kettle on, And we'll all have tea.

Mr Mason bought a basin, Mr Rice asked the price, Mr Hicks fell in his tricks, And bounced the basin on the bricks.

GRAVESEND

Hab can nab, The two-pound crab, The twopenny ha'penny lobster, Trot over to France, To see the cat dance, And could not come back to his master.

DORSET

I've come a-shrovin' Vor a little pankaik A bit of bread o' your baikin', Or a little truckle cheese o' your maikin', If you'll gie me a little I'll ax no more, If you don't gie me nothin' I'll rottle your door.

As I was going along, long, long, Singing a comical song, song, song, The way that I went was so long, long, long, And the song that I sang was as long, long, long, And so I went singing along.

What's in the cupboard? Says Mr Hubbard. A knuckle of veal, Says Mr Beal. Is that all? Says Mr Ball. And enough too, Says Mr Glue; And away they all flew.

Won't be my father's Jack, Won't be my mother's Gill; I will be the fiddler's wife, And have music when I will. T'other little tune, T'other little tune; Pr'ythee, love, play me T'other little tune.

Daddy Neptune one day to Freedom did say: "If ever I lived upon dry land, The spot I should hit on would be little Britain," Says Freedom: "Why, that's my own island! Oh, it's a snug little island, A right little, tight little island, Search all the globe round, there's none can be found So happy as this little island!"

Did you ever see the Devil, With his little spade and shovel, Digging 'taties by the dozen With his tail cocked up?

The man in the moon as hard as your hat, He stole some bushes out of a gap, If he'd went by, and let 'em alie, He'd never been man in the moon so high.

One to make ready, Two to prepare, Three to be off, And four to be there.

Rum-ti-tum-tum, The soldiers are come, With a great piece of beef, And a bottle of rum.

If wishes were horses, Beggars would ride, And all the world Be drowned in pride.

First take an old woman and toast her, And then rub her over with cheese, Then lay her out on a frosty night, And ten to one but she'll freeze; Next, bring her in in the morning, And rub her all over with straw, Then lay her down by a good coal fire, And ten to one but she'll thaw.

"Fire! fire!" says the Crier, "Where? where?" says Lord Mayor. "In the town," says Billy Brown. "Has it done much damage?" says Billy Cabbage. "Only burnt a few fellows," says Billy Bellows, "Is that all?" says Billy Ball. "Yes, and plenty, too," says Billy Blue.

To market ride the gentlemen, So do we, so do we; Then comes the country clown, Hobbledy gee! hobbledy gee! First go to the ladies, nim, nim, nim! Next comes the gentlemen, trim, trim, trim! Then come the country clowns, gallop-a-trot!

LEICESTERSHIRE RIME

If all the waters was wan sea, And all the trees was wan tree, And this here tree should fall into that there sea, Moy, sirs! what a splish-splash there'd be!

He that will fish for a Lancashire lad, At any time or tide, Must bait his hook with a good egg py, Or an apple with a red side.

ESSEX

Gaffer Grey one summer day, Was digging in the garden, Beneath a stone he found a bone, And in the bone a farden.

ESSEX

Pink and white's the lad's delight, Blue and white they follow, Green and white's forsaken quite, The devil take the yellow!

Julius Cæsar made a law, Augustus Cæsar signed it, That every one that made a sneeze Should run away and find it.

There was a man and his name was Cob; He had a wife and her name was Mob; He had a dog and his name was Bob; She had a cat and her name was Chitterbob; "Bob," says Cob, "Chitterbob," says Mob, Cob's dog was Bob, Mob's cat was Chitterbob, Cob, Mob, Bob, and Chitterbob.

DRIVING MAXIMS

Up the hill urge him not; Down the hill drive him not; Cross the flat spare him not; To the hostler trust him not.

IRISH SONG

_My Land_

She is a rich and rare land! Oh! she's a fresh and fair land! She is a dear and rare land, This native land of mine.

No men than her's are braver, Her women's hearts ne'er waver; I'd freely die to save her, And think my lot divine.

She's not a dull or cold land, No! she's a warm and bold land, Oh! she's a true and old land, This native land of mine.

Oh! she's a fresh and fair land, Oh! she's a true and rare land, Yes! she's a rare and fair land, This native land of mine.

INDEX OF FIRST LINES

Page A baby was sleeping 32 About the seasons 22 A blue and white sky 4 A bushel of March dust 1 A Cheshire man 37 A cold April 1 Adam lay 36 Adam was supposed 36 A Friday dream 7 A good child 112 A litel grounde 109 And so you do not 46 An old story 78 A peacock picked 77 A penny for the chappin' stick 113 April, June 12 A robin and a titter-wren 74 A robin red-breast 5 A skylark wounded 5 A stands for Age 88 A stands for Apple 87 As I sat under 10 As I was going along 115 As I was going to Derby 52 As many days 105 A shower of rain 2 As Tommy 50 A superstition prevails 32 At Easter let your clothes 2 At ten a child 108 Autumn wheezy 9 A wet Good Friday 2

Baby, baby 30 Baby cry 25 Bishop, Bishop 83 Bobby Shaft 111 Born of a Monday 110

Cherries a ha'penny 113 Clemany, Clemany 16 Cocky-bendy 113 Come, butter, come 104 Come, my little Robert 43 Commodore Rogers 112 Cooing, cooing 81 Cuckoo oats 2

Daddy Neptune 116 Dance a baby 29 Dicky bird 73 Did you ever see 117 Dinah, Dinah 100 Ding dong 101 Dinty diddledy 100 Dragon fly 82 Dusky sister 81

Eat an apple 7 Eat, birds, eat 75 Essex stiles 106

Farmers' wives 3 February borrowed 15 February fill the dyke 15 Find odd-leaved ash 7 "Fire! fire!" 118 First take an old woman 118 Five score 6 Friday's a day 4

Gaffer Grey 119 Get up at four 107 Give your attention 103 God made man 106 Go not down 80 Good day, Miss Cat 57 Good-morning, lords 94 Green gravel 92 Great A 86

Hab can nab 115 Hark! the night winds 34 He that will fish 119 Here is puss 60 Here a little child 40 Here's good health 107 Here we come 11 Here we dance 90 Here we go 94 He who shall hurt 5 "Ho! Johnnie!" 64 Horatio 45 Hush, hush, hush 25 Hush ye 23

I do not like 40 If all the waters 119 If apples bloom 18 If Christmas Day 3, 3, 12 If ducks do slide 13 If Janiveer 1 If New Year's Eve 13 If Saturday's moon 12 If the cat 5 If the evening's red 20 If the grass grow 1 If wishes were horses 118 If you want 5 I had a little 63 I had a true love 97 I left my bairnie 39 In April 76 Into woods 70 I rent my shirt 14 I see the moon 7 It hails, it rains 96 I've come a shrovin' 115 It happened that 85 I will sing you a song 75

January brings 8 Jack and Jill 104 Jack Sprat 55 January 22nd 13 Julius Cæsar 120 Júwa, Júwa 30

King Grin 7 Knit, Dorothy 48

Lady-bird 84 Lady, Lady Lanners 83 Leedle! leedle! 57 "Let us go to the wood" 63 Little General Monk 105 Little Goody Tidy 111 Little John Jig Jag 105 Little King Boggen 112 Little lamb 51 Little Mary 51 Little Willie from his mirror 45 Lords and knights 81 Lucy Locket 114

March he sits 76 Maria had an aunt 47 Monday for health 110 Most parts of the cow 60 Mr Mason 114 My child 41 My father died 107 My grandmother 106

Nanty, Panty 114 Nettle out 109 Next to the Lion 6 Now we must name 58

Oak before ash 15 Oats and beans 92 Observe which way 69 O can ye sew cushions 25 O hush thee 28 One I love 93 One-ery, two-ery 95 One to make ready 117 One, two, three 82 Our Lord forth raide 69 Oh, we have had 48

Parson Peard 77 Peter sat 104 Pink and white's 120 Polly, put the kettle on 114 Poor dog Bright 68 "Pudding and pie!" 101 Pussy-cat high 57 Pussy-cat Mole 57 Pussy-cat, Pussy-cat 58 Pussy sat upon a wall 56

Rain, rain, go away 19 Rain, rain, go to Spain 4 Rain, rain, rattle stone 4 Rainbow, rainbow 20 Red sky at night 4 Remember, remember 14 Remember in St Vincent's 13 Riddle me, riddle me 113 Riggity-jig 114 Robin, robin red-breast 75 Rosy apple 93 Round the Maypole 94 Rum-ti-tum-tum 117

Said an ape 78 St Thomas gray 3 Saturday new 4 See the little rabbits 70 See where the sun 108 Seven sweet singing birds 98 She is a rich and rare 121 Sleep, baby, sleep 31, 33 Small is the wren 103 Spring, the sweet spring 17 Sound the flute 18 Sunshine and rain 2 Sunrise breakfast 110 Sweet Amaryllis 79

The babe was in the cradle 49 The beggar's dog 5 The cock did say 78 The cow has a horn 61 The fox looked out 68 The man in the moon 117 The martin 6 The moon and the weather 9 There was a man 120 There was a piper 62 There was a thing 21 There's a garden 109 There was an old woman 99 There was one little Jim 42 There were three jovial 38 There's two birds 102 The rainbow 20 The robin and the 74 The robin red-breast 74 The rose is red 10 The wanton boy 5 Three cats sat 59 The west wind 21 The wind at north 21 This is my birthday 40 Through storm and wind 18 'Tis like to be 2 'Tis time to cock 3 Tit-tat-toe 102 To market ride 119 Tom married a wife 111 'Tween Martinmas 3

Under the furze 7 Up the hill 121

Vlee away 76

Walking up 91 What bird so sings 75 Where hae ye been 24 What is she doing 59 What's in the cupboard 110 What way does the wind 102 When Adam dolve 7 When Adam he first 35 When I was a little 112 When little birdie 28 When little Claude 101 When the cuckoo 76 When the moon 16 When the weirling 77 When you were an acorn 109 Wherefore wash you 56 White for right 6 Who'll gu 73 Whose little pigs 63 Whoso does the wren's 6 Why, I cannot tell 20 "Will ye go to the wood?" 71 Winter thunder 1, 16 Won't be my father's 116 Wynken, Blynken 26

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