Chapter 5
Who saw him die? I, said the Fly, With my little eye, I saw him die.
Who caught his blood? I, said the Fish, With my little dish, I caught his blood.
Who'll make his shroud? I, said the Beetle, With my thread and needle, I'll make his shroud.
Who'll dig his grave? I, said the Owl, With my spade and show'l, I'll dig his grave.
Who'll be the Parson? I, said the Rook, With my little book, I'll be the Parson.
Who'll be the Clerk? I, said the Lark, If it's not in the dark I'll be the Clerk.
Who'll carry him to the grave? I, said the Kite, If it's not in the night, I'll carry him to the grave.
Who'll carry the link? I, said the Linnet, I'll fetch it in a minute, I'll carry the link.
Who'll be chief mourner? I, said the Dove, For I mourn for my love, I'll be chief mourner.
Who'll sing a psalm? I, said the Trush, As she sat in a bush, I'll sing a psalm.
Who'll toll the bell? I, said the Bull, Because I can pull; So, Cock Robin, farewell.
_All the birds of the air Fell a-sighing and sobbin', When they heard the bell toll For Poor Cock Robin._
Upon my word and honor, As I went to Bonner I met a pig, Without a wig, Upon my word and honor.
Little King Boggen he built a fine hall, Pie-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.
To market, to market, a gallop, a trot, To buy some meat to put in the pot; Five cents a quarter, ten cents a side, If it hadn't been killed, it must have died.
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.
Yankee Doodle went to town Upon a little pony; He stuck a feather in his hat, And called it Macaroni.
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.
Old King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; And he called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three. And every fiddler, he had a fine fiddle, And a very fine fiddle had he; "Tweedle dee, tweedle dee," said the fiddlers: "Oh, there's none so rare as can compare With King Cole and his fiddlers three."
Rowley Powley, pudding and pie, Kissed the girls and made them cry; When the girls come out to play Rowley Powley runs away.
=F= for a fig,
=I= for a jig, and
=N= for knuckle-bones,
=I= for John the waterman, and
=S= for sack of stones.
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Transcriber's Notes:
Page vi, "porgey" changed to "Porgey" (Georgey Porgey, pudding)
Page vi, "Dickory Sackory" changed to "Dickory, sackory" (Dickory, sackory down)
Page x, "Riddle me, riddle me, ree" changed to "Riddle-me, riddle-me, riddle-me-ree".
Page xi, "sacradown, sacradown" changed to "sacaradown, sacaradown".
Page 35, "pickleem" changed to "pickeleem" ("Pickeleem, pickeleem)
Page 49, "fed" changed to "feed" (nor yet feed)
Page 68, end quote added to (Mary so," the eager)
Page 76, final two letters added to "wedding" (when your wedding)
Page 195, final period added to the line "Is never long dry."
Page 165, "cubboard" changed to "cupboard" (cat's in the cupboard)
Page 184, opening quote added to ("That Froggy and I)
One instance each of treetop, tree top and tree-top were retained.
Varied capitalization on the riddle answers was retained.