Early English Poetry, Ballads, and Popular Literature of the Middle Ages: Specimens of lyric poetry, composed in England in the reign of Edward the FirstPercy Society, 1841 - English literature |
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... stick , It was not very thick , He hit the ball to make it go faster ; His little dog Tray , Soon scampered away , To bring the ball back to his master . He got up a tree , As high as may be , Some eggs from a nest to obtain ; A bough ...
... stick , It was not very thick , He hit the ball to make it go faster ; His little dog Tray , Soon scampered away , To bring the ball back to his master . He got up a tree , As high as may be , Some eggs from a nest to obtain ; A bough ...
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... stick , And don't know what to do . Cock a doodle doo , What is my dame to do ? Till master finds his fiddling stick She'll dance without her shoe . Cock a doodle doo , My dame has found her 80 NURSERY RHYMES .
... stick , And don't know what to do . Cock a doodle doo , What is my dame to do ? Till master finds his fiddling stick She'll dance without her shoe . Cock a doodle doo , My dame has found her 80 NURSERY RHYMES .
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... stick , Sing doodle doodle doo . Cock a doodle doo , My dame will dance with you , While master fiddles his fiddling stick , For dame and doodle doo . CVII . HEY ding a ding , what shall I sing ? How many holes in a skimmer ? Four - and ...
... stick , Sing doodle doodle doo . Cock a doodle doo , My dame will dance with you , While master fiddles his fiddling stick , For dame and doodle doo . CVII . HEY ding a ding , what shall I sing ? How many holes in a skimmer ? Four - and ...
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... laughed to see such sport , While the dish ran after the spoon . CXVIII . CRIPPLE Dick upon a stick , And Sandy on a sow , Riding away to Galloway , To buy a pound o ' woo . CXIX . FIDDLE - de - dee , fiddle - 84 NURSERY RHYMES .
... laughed to see such sport , While the dish ran after the spoon . CXVIII . CRIPPLE Dick upon a stick , And Sandy on a sow , Riding away to Galloway , To buy a pound o ' woo . CXIX . FIDDLE - de - dee , fiddle - 84 NURSERY RHYMES .
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... Stick , stock , stone dead , Blind man can't see , Every knave , will have a slave , You or I must be he . CXXV . TOMMY Tibule , Harry Wibule , Tommy Tissile , Harry Whistle , Little wee , wee , wee . CXXVI . [ A Scottish ditty , sung ...
... Stick , stock , stone dead , Blind man can't see , Every knave , will have a slave , You or I must be he . CXXV . TOMMY Tibule , Harry Wibule , Tommy Tissile , Harry Whistle , Little wee , wee , wee . CXXVI . [ A Scottish ditty , sung ...
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Page 177 - OLD King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
Page 82 - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
Page 161 - 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.
Page 37 - There was an old woman who lived In a shoe, She had so many children, she didn't know what to do. She gave them some broth without any bread, She whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.
Page 161 - 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 in the house that Jack built.
Page 7 - Pussy cat, pussy cat. Where have you been? I've been to London To look at the queen. Pussy cat, pussy cat. What did you there? I frightened a little mouse Under her chair.
Page 25 - The boar's head in hand bear I, Bedeck'd with bays and rosemary ; And I pray you, my masters, be merry, Quot estis in convivio. Caput apri defero, Reddens laudes Domino.
Page 44 - Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened, The birds began to sing; Wasn't that a dainty dish To set before the king?
Page 100 - Rockabye Baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, cradle and all.
Page vii - A bag-pudding the king did make, And stuffed 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.