PRETTY flower, tell me why All your leaves do open wide Every morning, when on high This is why, my lady fair, If you would the reason know, And the birds on every tree And the busy honey-bee Comes to suck my sugar soon. This is all the reason why Lady, lady, wake and try If I have not told you 118. true. USH a bye, baby, on the tree-top; HUSH When the wind blows the cradle will rock; When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, 85 RIDE, baby, ride, Pretty baby shall ride, And have little puppy-dog tied to her side, And away she shall ride to see her grandmother; To see her grandmother, in Germantown. 120. THERE was an old woman, who lived in a shoe, THERE She had so many children she did not know what to do; She gave them some broth without any bread, Then whipt them all soundly, and sent them to bed. L 121. ITTLE King Boggen he built a fine hall, Pye-crust and pastry-crust, that was the wall; The windows were made of black puddings and white, And slated with pancakes-you ne'er saw the like. 122. To market, to market, to buy a fat pig; Home again, home again, jiggety jig. Ride to the market, to buy a fat hog; Home again, home again, jiggetty jog. 85 THE Who, being little, was not big; He always walked upon his feet, And never fasted when he eat. When from a place he ran away, He often squeaked; was sometimes vi'lent; One day, as I am certified, He took a whim and fairly died; 87 |