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... head . ELL tale , tit ! Your tongue shall be slit , And all the dogs in the town Shall have a little bit . HE cat sat asleep by the fire , The mistress snored loud as a pig , Jack took up his fiddle by Jenny's desire , And struck up a ...
... head . ELL tale , tit ! Your tongue shall be slit , And all the dogs in the town Shall have a little bit . HE cat sat asleep by the fire , The mistress snored loud as a pig , Jack took up his fiddle by Jenny's desire , And struck up a ...
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... head under his wing . Poor thing ! HE queen of hearts , She made some tarts , All on a summer's day ; The knave of hearts He stole those tarts , And with them ran away : The king of hearts Called for those tarts , And beat the knave ...
... head under his wing . Poor thing ! HE queen of hearts , She made some tarts , All on a summer's day ; The knave of hearts He stole those tarts , And with them ran away : The king of hearts Called for those tarts , And beat the knave ...
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... head , head , head . He carried it home To his old wife Joan , And bid her a fire for to make , make , make ; To roast the little duck , He had shot in the brook , And he'd go and fetch her the drake , drake , drake . FT 192 اراندر I've ...
... head , head , head . He carried it home To his old wife Joan , And bid her a fire for to make , make , make ; To roast the little duck , He had shot in the brook , And he'd go and fetch her the drake , drake , drake . FT 192 اراندر I've ...
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... in ; " What are you at , my little men ? " Making coats for gentlemen ! " Shall I come in , and cut off your thread ? " " No ! no ! Miss Pussy , you'll bite off our head . " O market , to market , to buy a plum 30 Nursery Songs .
... in ; " What are you at , my little men ? " Making coats for gentlemen ! " Shall I come in , and cut off your thread ? " " No ! no ! Miss Pussy , you'll bite off our head . " O market , to market , to buy a plum 30 Nursery Songs .
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... She'll watch thy slumbers till morning light . If thou art uneasy , thou shalt rest Thy little head upon her breast , Loving arms shall wrap thee round ; Sleep then , baby , soft and sound . P the hill urge me not , Down the hill. E 1.
... She'll watch thy slumbers till morning light . If thou art uneasy , thou shalt rest Thy little head upon her breast , Loving arms shall wrap thee round ; Sleep then , baby , soft and sound . P the hill urge me not , Down the hill. E 1.
Common terms and phrases
baby beautiful bells of St Bethnal Green birds blind beggar bold Robin Hood bright carrion crow Cheery Chevy Chase cradle will rock dame Dance o'er Dick Whittington door doth Earl Douglas Earl Percy fairy father Fol de rol Fretillon gallant gay lady girl gold gown Grumble hand heart heigh horse house that Jack ITTLE Jack built Joe Dobson jump'd Kate kill'd the rat Lady Lee laughed Little John Little Robin Redbreast lived Lord maiden maids malt That lay marry master merry mice mother never night noble o'er my Lady old witch old woman Parsley Peacocks pearl pony poor pray pretty Bessie prince Princess Rosetta pussy Pussy-cat queen quoth Robin Goodfellow Rose round Say the bells sing sister slain song stick sweet tell thee thou shalt told toss'd the dog tree unto wife worried the cat
Popular passages
Page 6 - A MAN of words and not of deeds Is like a garden full of weeds...
Page 3 - GOD prosper long our noble king, Our lives and safeties all ; A woful hunting once there did In Chevy-Chase befall. To drive the deer with hound and horn Earl Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborn The hunting of that day.
Page 32 - Star. TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are ! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Page 1 - 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; Was not that a dainty dish To set before the king?
Page 20 - 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 24 - 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 23 - There was an old woman who lived In a shoe, She had so many children, she didn't know what to do.
Page 10 - They closed full fast on every side, No slackness there was found ; And many a gallant gentleman Lay gasping on the ground.
Page 27 - THE CHILDREN IN THE WOOD Now ponder well, you parents dear, These words which I shall write ; A doleful story you shall hear, In time brought forth to light. A gentleman of good account In Norfolk dwelt of late, Who did in honour far surmount Most men of his estate.
Page 13 - With that there came an arrow keen Out of an English bow, Which struck Earl Douglas to the heart — A deep and deadly blow : Who never spoke more words than these — " Fight on, my merry men all; For why, my life is at an end, Lord Percy sees my fall.