The Nursery Rhymes of England: Collected Chiefly from Oral TraditionJ.R. Smith, 1846 - 240 páginas |
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... dead . Keep always from the fire : If it catch your attire , You too , like Monk , will be dead . XXV . [ From the Westmoreland and Cumberland Dialects , ' p . 89 , 8vo , Lond . 1839. ] EIGHTY - EIGHT Wor Kirby feight , When nivver a ...
... dead . Keep always from the fire : If it catch your attire , You too , like Monk , will be dead . XXV . [ From the Westmoreland and Cumberland Dialects , ' p . 89 , 8vo , Lond . 1839. ] EIGHTY - EIGHT Wor Kirby feight , When nivver a ...
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... dead ? Oh yes ! oh yes ! the parson said , You will be so when you are dead . This line , slightly altered , has been adopted in Lewis's ballad of " Alonzo the brave and fair Imogine . " The version given above was obtained from ...
... dead ? Oh yes ! oh yes ! the parson said , You will be so when you are dead . This line , slightly altered , has been adopted in Lewis's ballad of " Alonzo the brave and fair Imogine . " The version given above was obtained from ...
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... dead , and dead , and dead , indeed . LXXVI . HE that would thrive Must rise at five ; He that hath thriven May lie till seven ; And he that by the plough would thrive , Himself must either hold or drive . LXXVII . SEE a pin and pick it ...
... dead , and dead , and dead , indeed . LXXVI . HE that would thrive Must rise at five ; He that hath thriven May lie till seven ; And he that by the plough would thrive , Himself must either hold or drive . LXXVII . SEE a pin and pick it ...
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... dead , For the fox has been through the town , e - oh ! The farmer he loaded his pistol with lead , And shot the old rogue of a fox through the head ; Ah , ha , said the farmer , I think you're quite dead ; And no more you'll trouble ...
... dead , For the fox has been through the town , e - oh ! The farmer he loaded his pistol with lead , And shot the old rogue of a fox through the head ; Ah , ha , said the farmer , I think you're quite dead ; And no more you'll trouble ...
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... dead , And the fox he is come to the town , oh ! CLXXVII . THERE was an old woman , And she sold puddings and pies : She went to the mill , And the dust flew in her eyes : Hot pies and cold pies to sell ! Wherever she goes , - You may ...
... dead , And the fox he is come to the town , oh ! CLXXVII . THERE was an old woman , And she sold puddings and pies : She went to the mill , And the dust flew in her eyes : Hot pies and cold pies to sell ! Wherever she goes , - You may ...
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apple baby ball bawbie baps birds bought carrion crow Catskin Catskin robe Cock me cary dame Dance o'er daughter dead dear ding DOCTOR Foster e-oh eggs fat tripe father fiddle flew frog gay lady girl goose head heart heigh JACK SPRAT John John Ball John Crowder Johnny jump'd king king of France kiss Kitty lady lee legs lived lol de riddle Lond lord maid mammy married merry milk mouse never night nose nursery o'er my lady old razor old woman PAT-A-CAKE play poor Pray pretty queen Quoth rhyme ride ring Robert of Gloucester Robin Hood round Say the bells shoe shot Simple Simon sing SOLOMON GRUNDY stick stole Taffy tail tell thee There's thou Thumb Tidy Tom Thumb took toone town tree twine wash whistle wife wood Wooley Foster
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Página 43 - A MAN of words and not of deeds Is like a garden full of weeds...
Página 92 - OLD Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard, To get her poor dog a bone: But when she got there The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none.
Página 1 - 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.
Página 15 - 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?
Página 76 - As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives, Every wife had seven sacks, Every sack had seven cats, Every cat had seven kits— Kits, cats, sacks, and wives, How many were going to St. Ives?
Página 204 - Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Página 69 - 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.
Página 64 - THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW he north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then, Poor thing? He'll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing.
Página 32 - OLD Mother Goose, when She wanted to wander, Would ride through the air On a very fine gander. Mother Goose had a house, 'Twas built in a wood, Where an owl at the door For sentinel stood.
Página 177 - THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT This is the farmer sowing his corn, That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, 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.