Part 4

Danty baby diddy, What can mammy do wid 'e, But sit in a lap, And give 'un a pap? Sing danty baby diddy.

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.

TOMMY'S CAKE

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, Baker's man! That I will master, As fast as I can.

Pat it, and prick it, And mark it with T, And there will be enough For Jacky and me.

THE MAN OF THESSALY

There was a man of Thessaly, And he was wond'rous wise, He jump'd into a quickset hedge, And scratched 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 them back again.

CUSHY COW

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.

THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN

There was an old woman, and what do you think? She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink; And tho' victuals and drink were the chief of her diet, This plaguy old woman could never keep quiet. She went to the baker to buy her some bread, And when she came home her old husband was dead; She went to the clerk to toll the bell, And when she came back her old husband was well.

TELL-TALE-TIT

Tell-tale-tit, Your tongue shall be slit, And all the dogs in our town Shall have a little bit.

ELIZABETH, ELSPETH, BETSY, AND BESS

Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy, and Bess, They all went together to seek a bird's nest.

They found a bird's nest with five eggs in, They all took one and left four in.

SING A SONG OF SIXPENCE

Sing a song of sixpence, Pockets full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie.

When the pie was opened The birds began to sing; Was not that a dainty dish To set before the king?

The king was in his counting-house Counting out his money; The queen was in the parlour, Eating bread and honey;

The maid was in the garden Hanging out the clothes, Down came a blackbird, And snapped off her nose.

THREE CHILDREN SLIDING

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

O! had these children been at school, Or sliding on dry ground, Ten thousand pounds to one penny They had not then been drown'd.

Ye parents who have children dear, And eke ye that have none, If you would have them safe abroad, Pray keep them safe at home.

RIDE AWAY, RIDE AWAY

Ride away, ride away, Johnny shall ride And he shall have pussy-cat tied to one side; And he shall have little dog tied to the other; And Johnny shall ride to see his grandmother.

MOTHER GOOSE

Old Mother Goose, when She wanted to wander, Would ride through the air On a very fine gander.

Mother Goose had a house, 'T was built in a wood, Where an owl at the door For sentinel stood.

She had a son Jack, A plain-looking lad, He was not very good, Nor yet very bad.

She sent him to market, A live goose he bought; "Here, Mother," says he, "It will not go for nought."

Jack's goose and her gander Grew very fond; They'd both eat together, Or swim in one pond.

Jack found one morning, As I have been told, His goose had laid him An egg of pure gold.

Jack ran to his mother, The news for to tell, She called him a good boy, And said it was well.

Jack sold his gold egg To a rogue of a Jew, Who cheated him out of The half of his due.

Then Jack went a-courting A lady so gay, As fair as the lily, As sweet as the May.

The Jew and the Squire Came behind his back, And began to belabour The sides of poor Jack.

Then old Mother Goose That instant came in, And turned her son Jack Into famed Harlequin.

She then with her wand Touched the lady so fine, And turned her at once Into sweet Columbine.

The gold egg into The sea was thrown then,-- When Jack jumped in, And got the egg back again.

The Jew got the goose, Which he vowed he would kill, Resolving at once His pockets to fill.

Jack's mother came in, And caught the goose soon, And mounting its back, Flew up to the moon.

DEAR, DEAR!

Dear, dear! what can the matter be? Two old women got up in an apple-tree; One came down, And the other stayed till Satur-day.

THE LION AND THE UNICORN

The lion and the unicorn were fighting for the crown; The lion beat the unicorn all round about the town. Some gave them white bread, and some gave them brown; Some gave them plum-cake, and sent them out of town.

THE LITTLE MOUSE

I have seen you, little mouse, Running all about the house, Through the hole, your little eye In the wainscot peeping sly, Hoping soon some crumbs to steal, To make quite a hearty meal. Look before you venture out, See if pussy is about, If she's gone, you'll quickly run To the larder for some fun, Round about the dishes creep, Taking into each a peep, To choose the daintiest that's there, Spoiling things you do not care.

THE NUT-TREE

I had a little nut-tree, nothing would it bear But a silver nutmeg and a golden pear; The King of Spain's daughter came to see me, And all was because of my little nut-tree. I skipped over water, I danced over sea, And all the birds in the air couldn't catch me.

POLLY FLINDERS

Little Polly Flinders Sat among the cinders, Warming her ten little toes! Her mother came and caught her, And whipped her little daughter, For spoiling her nice new clothes.

BRIAN O'LIN

Brian O'Lin had no breeches to wear, So he bought him a sheep-skin and made him a pair, With the skinny side out, and the woolly side in, "Ah, ha, that is warm!" said Brian O'Lin.

Brian O'Lin and his wife and wife's mother, They all went over a bridge together; The bridge was broken and they all fell in, "Mischief take all!" quoth Brian O'Lin.

MARGERY DAW

See-saw, Margery Daw, Jacky shall have a new master. He shall have but a penny a day, Because he can't work any faster.

NONSENSE

We are all in the dumps, For diamonds are trumps, The kittens are gone to St. Paul's, The babies are bit, The moon's in a fit, And the houses are built without walls.

ANOTHER FALLING OUT

My little old man and I fell out; I'll tell you what 't was all about: I had money and he had none, And that's the way the noise begun.

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? Under the haystack, fast asleep.

LITTLE TOM TUCKER

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

OLD WOMAN, OLD WOMAN

"Old woman, old woman, shall we go a-shearing?"

"Speak a little louder, sir, I'm very thick of hearing."

"Old woman, old woman, shall I kiss you dearly?"

"Thank you, kind sir, I hear you very clearly."

UP HILL AND DOWN DALE

Up hill and down dale; Butter is made in every vale; And if that Nancy Cook Is a good girl, She shall have a spouse, And make butter anon, Before her old grandmother Grows a young man.

LUCY LOCKET

Lucy Locket Lost her pocket, Kitty Fisher Found it; Nothing in it, Nothing in it, But the binding Round it.

FORTUNE-TELLING BY DAISY PETALS

He loves me, he don't! He'll have me, he won't!

He would if he could, But he can't, so he don't!

BABY BUNTING

Baby, baby bunting, Father's gone a-hunting,

Mother's gone a-milking, Sister's gone a-silking,

Brother's gone to buy a skin To wrap the baby bunting in.

THE MOUSE RAN UP THE CLOCK

Dickory, Dickory, Dock! The mouse ran up the clock, The clock struck one, The mouse ran down, Dickory, Dickory, Dock!

ONE MISTY MOISTY MORNING

One misty, moisty morning, when cloudy was the weather, There I met an old man clothed all in leather; He began to compliment and I began to grin, How do you do? how do you do? how do you do again?

THE LITTLE HUSBAND

I had a little husband, No bigger than my thumb; I put him in a pint pot, And then I bade him drum.

I bought a little horse, That galloped up and down; I bridled him, and saddled him, And sent him out of town.

I gave him a pair of garters To tie up his little hose, And a little silk handkerchief To wipe his little nose.

TO THE HAYFIELD

Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going? I will go with you, if that I may. I'm going to the meadow to see them a-mowing, I'm going to help them make the hay.

THE MONTHS OF THE YEAR

January brings the snow, Makes our feet and fingers glow.

February brings the rain, Thaws the frozen lake again.

March brings breezes, loud and shrill, To stir the dancing daffodil.

April brings the primrose sweet, Scatters daisies at our feet.

May brings flocks of pretty lambs, Skipping by their fleecy dams.

June brings tulips, lilies, roses, Fills the children's hands with posies.

Hot July brings cooling showers Apricots, and gillyflowers.

August brings the sheaves of corn, Then the harvest home is borne.

Warm September brings the fruit; Sportsmen then begin to shoot.

Fresh October brings the pheasant; Then to gather nuts is pleasant.

Dull November brings the blast; Then the leaves are whirling fast.

Chill December brings the sleet, Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.

THE LITTLE MOPPET

I had a little moppet, I put it in my pocket, And fed it with corn and hay, There came a proud beggar And swore he would have her, And stole my little moppet away.

SIMON BRODIE'S COW

Simon Brodie had a cow; He lost his cow and could not find her; When he had done what man could do, The cow came home and her tail behind her.

A CARRION CROW

A carrion crow sat on an oak, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do, Watching a tailor shape his cloak; 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.

Wife, bring brandy in a spoon, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do, For our old sow is in a swoon, Sing heigh ho, the carrion crow, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do.

NANNY ETTICOAT

Little Nanny Etticoat, In a white petticoat And a red nose; The longer she stands The shorter she grows.

GOOD-FRIDAY SONG

Hot-cross Buns! Hot-cross Buns! One a penny, two a penny, Hot-cross Buns!

Hot-cross Buns! Hot-cross Buns! If ye have no daughters, Give them to your sons.

I SAW A SHIP A SAILING

I saw a ship a-sailing, A-sailing on the sea; And it was full of pretty things For baby and for me.

There were sweetmeats in the cabin, And apples in the hold; The sails were made of silk, And the masts were made of gold.

The four-and-twenty sailors That stood between the decks, Were four-and-twenty white mice, With chains about their necks.

The captain was a duck, With a packet on his back; And when the ship began to move, The captain cried, "Quack, quack!"

ONE, TWO.

One, two, Buckle my shoe;

Three, four, Knock at the door;

Five, six, Pick up sticks;

Seven, eight, Lay them straight;

Nine, ten, A good fat hen;

Eleven, twelve, Who will delve;

Thirteen, fourteen, Maids a-courting;

Fifteen, sixteen, Maids in the kitchen;

Seventeen, eighteen, Maids a-waiting;

Nineteen, twenty, My plate's empty.

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."

DIDDLE DIDDLE DUMPLING

Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John, Went to bed with his breeches on, One stocking off, and one stocking on; Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John.

MARY, MARY

Mary, Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow? Silver bells, and cockle shells, And pretty maids all of a row.

JACK JINGLE

Jack Jingle went 'prentice To make a horse-shoe, He wasted the iron Till it would not do. His master came in, And began for to rail; Says Jack, "the shoe's spoiled, But 't will still make a nail."

He tried at the nail, But, chancing to miss, Says, "If it won't make a nail, It shall yet make a hiss." Then into the water Threw the hot iron, smack! "Hiss!" quoth the iron; "I thought so," says Jack.

BETTY WINKLE'S PIG

Little Betty Winkle she had a little pig. It was a little pig, not very big; When he was alive he lived in Clover, But now he's dead, and that's all over. Johnny Winkle he Sat down and cried; Betty Winkle she Lay down and died; So there was an end of one, two, and three, Johnny Winkle he, Betty Winkle she, And Piggy Wiggie!

THREE BRETHREN OUT OF SPAIN

"We are three brethren out of Spain, Come to court your daughter Jane." "My daughter Jane she is too young; She has no skill in a flattering tongue."

"Be she young, or be she old, It's for her gold she must be sold; So fare you well, my lady gay, We'll call again another day."

"Turn back, turn back, thou scornful knight, And rub thy spurs till they be bright." "Of my spurs take you no thought, For in this land they were not bought. So fare you well, my lady gay, We'll call again another day."

"Turn back, turn back, thou scornful knight, And take the fairest in your sight." "The fairest maid that I can see Is pretty Nancy; come to me."

WHAT CARE I?

What care I how black I be? Twenty pounds shall marry me. If twenty won't, forty shall, For I'm my mother's bouncing girl.

THE THREE KITTENS

Three little kittens lost their mittens, And they began to cry, "Oh, Mother dear, We very much fear That we have lost our mittens!"

"Lost your mittens! You naughty kittens! Then you shall have no pie. Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow! No, you shall have no pie. Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow!"

The three little kittens found their mittens, And they began to cry, "Oh, Mother dear, See here, see here, See, we have found our mittens!"

"Put on your mittens, You silly kittens, And you shall have some pie. Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r!" "Oh, let us have the pie! Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r!"

The three little kittens put on their mittens, And soon ate up the pie; "Oh, Mother dear, We greatly fear That we have soiled our mittens!"

"Soiled your mittens! You naughty kittens!" Then they began to sigh, Mi-ow, mi-ow, mi-ow! Then they began to sigh, Mi-ow, mi-ow, mi-ow!

The three little kittens washed their mittens, And hung them up to dry; "Oh, Mother dear, Do you not hear That we have washed our mittens!"

"Washed your mittens! Oh, you're good kittens! But I smell a rat close by. Hush! hush! mee-ow, mee-ow." "We smell a rat close by, Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow!"

THE LADY AND THE SWINE

There was a lady loved a swine, Honey, quoth she, Pig-hog, wilt thou be mine? "Hoogh," quoth he.

I'll build thee a silver stye, Honey, quoth she; And in it thou shalt lie; "Hoogh!" quoth he.

Pinned with a silver pin, Honey, quoth she, That thou mayst go out and in; "Hoogh!" quoth he.

Wilt thou now have me, Honey? quoth she; "Hoogh, hoogh, hoogh!" quoth he, And went his way.

THE JOLLY MILLER

There was a jolly miller once Lived on the River Dee. He worked and sang from morn till night, No lark so blithe as he; And this the burden of his song For ever used to be: "I care for nobody! no, not I! And nobody cares for me!"

FEETIKINS

"Feetikin, feetikin, When will ye gang?" "When the nichts turn short, And the days turn lang, I'll toddle and gang, Toddle and gang!"

TOM THE PIPER'S SON

Tom, Tom, the piper's son, He learned to play when he was young, But all the tune that he could play Was "Over the hills and far away". Over the hills, and a great way off, And the wind will blow my top-knot off.

Now Tom with his pipe made such a noise That he pleased both the girls and boys, And they stopped to hear him play "Over the hills and far away".

Tom with his pipe did play with such skill That those who heard him could never stand still; Whenever they heard they began for to dance, Even pigs on their hind-legs would after him prance.

As Dolly was milking the cow one day, Tom took out his pipe and began for to play; So Doll and the cow danced "the Cheshire round", Till the pail was broke, and the milk ran on the ground.

He met old Dame Trot with a basket of eggs, He used his pipe, and she used her legs; She danced about till the eggs were all broke, She began for to fret, but he laughed at the joke.

He saw a cross fellow was beating an ass, Heavy laden with pots, pans, dishes, and glass; He took out his pipe and played them a tune, And the jack-ass's load was lightened full soon.

DOCTOR FELL

I do not like thee, Doctor Fell; The reason why I cannot tell. But this I know, and know full well, I do not like thee, Doctor Fell.

THE FIFTH OF NOVEMBER

Please to remember The fifth of November, Gunpowder treason and plot. I see no reason Why gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot. Guy, Guy, Guy, Stick him up on high, Put him on the bonfire, And there let him die.

BILLY, BILLY

"Billy, Billy, come and play, While the sun shines bright as day."

"Yes, my Polly, so I will, For I love to please you still."

"Billy, Billy, have you seen Sam and Betsy on the green?"

"Yes, my Poll, I saw them pass, Skipping o'er the new-mown grass."

"Billy, Billy, come along, And I will sing a pretty song."

"O then, Polly, I'll make haste, Not one moment will I waste,

But will come and hear you sing, And my fiddle I will bring."

MATTHEW, MARK, LUKE, AND JOHN

Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John Bless the bed that I lie on! Four corners to my bed, Five angels there lie spread; Two at my head, Two at my feet, One at my heart My soul to keep.

JOHNNY

Johnny shall have a new bonnet, And Johnny shall go to the fair, And Johnny shall have a blue ribbon To tie up his bonny brown hair.

And why may not I love Johnny? And why may not Johnny love me? And why may not I love Johnny As well as another body?

And here's a leg for a stocking, And here's a foot for a shoe, And he has a kiss for his daddy, And two for his mammy, I trow.

And why may not I love Johnny? And why may not Johnny love me? And why may not I love Johnny As well as another body?

SING, SING!

Sing, sing! what shall I sing? The cat's run away with the pudding-bag string. Do, do, what shall I do? The cat has bit it quite in two.

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?

NANCY DAWSON

Nancy Dawson was so fine She wouldn't get up to serve the swine, She lies in bed till eight or nine, So its oh! poor Nancy Dawson.

And do you ken Nancy Dawson, honey? The wife who sells the barley, honey? She won't get up to feed her swine, And do you ken Nancy Dawson, honey?

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! 't will last for ages long, With a gay lady.

MASTER I HAVE

Master I have, and I am his man, Gallop a dreary dun; Master I have, and I am his man, And I'll get a wife as fast as I can; With a heighty gaily gamberally, Higgledy, piggledy, niggledy, niggledy, Gallop a dreary dun.

ROCK-A-BY, BABY

Rock-a-by, baby, thy cradle is green; Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen; And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring; And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the king.

THE FARMER AND HIS DAUGHTER

A Farmer went trotting upon his gray mare, Bumpety, bumpety, bump! With his daughter behind him so rosy and fair, Lumpety, lumpety, lump!

A raven cried "croak" and they all tumbled down, Bumpety, bumpety, bump! The mare broke her knees, and the farmer his crown, Lumpety, lumpety, lump!

The mischievous raven flew laughing away, Bumpety, bumpety, bump! And vowed he would serve them the same the next day, Lumpety, lumpety, lump!

A STRANGE SIGHT

Upon St. Paul's steeple stands a tree, As full of apples as may be; The little boys of London Town, They run with hooks and pull them down; And then they run from hedge to hedge, Until they come to London Bridge.

I'LL TRY

Two Robin Redbreasts built their nest Within a hollow tree; The hen sat quietly at home, The cock sang merrily; And all the little ones said: "Wee, wee, wee, wee, wee, wee."

One day the sun was warm and bright, And shining in the sky, Cock Robin said: "My little dears, 'Tis time you learned to fly;" And all the little young ones said: "I'll try, I'll try, I'll try."

I know a child, and who she is I'll tell you by and by, When Mamma says "Do this," or "that," She says "What for?" and "Why?" She'd be a better child by far If she would say "I'll try."

THE FOX AND THE GOOSE

The fox and his wife they had a great strife, They never ate mustard in all their whole life; They ate their meat without fork or knife, And loved to be picking a bone, e-ho!