53. 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. 54. THERE was a jolly miller You have been biting me, And you must die: So he cracked his bones And there he let him lie. 55. I'LL tell you a story And now my story's begun : About Jack his brother, And now my story's done. 56. [The "foles of Gotham" are mentioned as early as the fifteenth cenfury in the "Townley Mysteries; " and at the commencement of the sixteenth century, Dr. Andrew Borde made a collection of stories about them, not however including the following, which rests on the authority of nursery tradition.] THREE wise men of Gotham Went to sea in a bowl: And if the bowl had been stronger, 57. [The following two stanzas, although they belong to the same piece, are often separated from each other.] ROBIN and Richard were two pretty men; They laid in bed till the clock struck ten; Then up starts Robin and looks at the sky, Oh! brother Richard, the sun's very high: The bull's in the barn threshing the corn, 58. TOм, Tom, the piper's son, Stole a pig, and away he run! The pig was eat, and Tom was beat, And Tom went roaring down the street. [The tale of Simple Simon forms one of the chap-books, but the following verses are those generally sung in the nursery.] SIMPLE SIMON met a pieman Going to the fair: Says Simple Simon to the pieman, "Let me taste your ware." Says the pieman to Simple Simon, Simple Simon went to town, To keep it clean and sweet. Simple Simon went to look. 61. ON Christmas eve I turn'd the spit, And the kitchen clock, I was going to wind, E 62. THE Queen of Hearts All on a summer's day: He stole the tarts, And took them clean away. The King of Hearts Call'd for the tarts, And beat the Knave full sore: The Knave of Hearts Brought back the tarts, And vow'd he'd steal no more. 63. ROBIN the Bobbin, the big-bellied Ben, He eat more meat than fourscore men; He eat a butcher and a half; He eat a church, he eat a steeple, He eat the priest and all the people! A cow and a calf, An ox and a half, A church and a steeple, And all the good people, And yet he complain'd that his stomach wasn't full. |