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beat dog began bells of St bite pig Bumpety burn stick butcher carrion crow Charley Cock me cary Cock-a-doodle-doo Copyright 1897 cou'd crooked Dame Dance o'er dildin ding Dog won't bite ducks eggs Fire won't burn fly away home Fol de riddle frog gay lady gone goose heigh hill home to-night house that Jack Jack built Johnny jump'd kill'd the rat King King Arthur Kitty Lady Lee legs little boy little dog little farther little girl LITTLE Jack Horner malt married merry mouse nursery rhymes o'er my Lady Old King Cole old woman penny Petrum Piggley piper's son poor porringer pretty maid Pussy pussy-cat Queen quoth ride Robin Say the bells shoe silver Simple Simon sing Sneeze SOLOMON GRUNDY song Stick won't beat stile Taffy tail thee thou town tree wife wind worried the cat
Page 79 - A MAN of words and not of deeds, Is like a garden full of weeds...
Page 92 - Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them; Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them.
Page 172 - 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.
Page 52 - One, two, Buckle my shoe; Three, four, Shut the door; Five, six, Pick up sticks; Seven, eight, Lay them straight; Nine, ten, A good fat hen; Eleven, twelve, Who will delve?
Page 31 - 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 251 - 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 239 - COME, take up your hats, and away let us haste To the Butterfly's ball and the Grasshopper's feast ; The trumpeter Gadfly has summoned the crew, And the revels are now only waiting for you.
Page 116 - The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts, All on a summer day: The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts, And took them quite away!