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... thou be mine ? Thou shalt neither wash dishes nor serve the swine , But sit on a cushion and sew up a seam , And thou shalt have strawberries , sugar , and cream . B YE , baby bunting , Father's gone a hunting , To get a little rabbit ...
... thou be mine ? Thou shalt neither wash dishes nor serve the swine , But sit on a cushion and sew up a seam , And thou shalt have strawberries , sugar , and cream . B YE , baby bunting , Father's gone a hunting , To get a little rabbit ...
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... Then call your neighbours in . USHY 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 . AFFY - down - dilly has come up to town 14 Nursery Songs .
... Then call your neighbours in . USHY 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 . AFFY - down - dilly has come up to town 14 Nursery Songs .
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Old nursery songs. JACKY , come give me thy fiddle , If ever thou mean to thrive . Nay ; I'll not give my fiddle To any man alive . If I should give my fiddle , They'll think that I'm gone mad ; For many a joyful day My fiddle and I have ...
Old nursery songs. JACKY , come give me thy fiddle , If ever thou mean to thrive . Nay ; I'll not give my fiddle To any man alive . If I should give my fiddle , They'll think that I'm gone mad ; For many a joyful day My fiddle and I have ...
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... thou art uneasy , thou shalt rest Thy little head upon her breast , Loving arms shall wrap thee round ; Sleep then , baby , soft and sound . IP the hill urge me not , Down the hill. E 1.
... thou art uneasy , thou shalt rest Thy little head upon her breast , Loving arms shall wrap thee round ; Sleep then , baby , soft and sound . IP the hill urge me not , Down the hill. E 1.
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... thou art , Lord Percy : so am I ; But trust me , Percy , pity it were , And great offence , to kill Any of these our guiltless men , For they have done no ill . E.DALZIEL . EARL DOUGLAS ADVANCING WITH HIS MEN . Let Ballads .
... thou art , Lord Percy : so am I ; But trust me , Percy , pity it were , And great offence , to kill Any of these our guiltless men , For they have done no ill . E.DALZIEL . EARL DOUGLAS ADVANCING WITH HIS MEN . Let Ballads .
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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.