THERE was an old woman, and what do you think? She went to the baker to buy her some bread, And when she came home her old husband was dead; And when she came back her old husband was well. THERE HERE was an old man of And he was wondrous wise, HERE was an old woman He jumped into a quickset hedge, THERE And scratch'd out both his eyes; But when he saw his eyes were out, With all his might and main, He jump'd into a holly-bush, And scratch'd them in again. Lived under a hill; She lives there still. THE HE man in the wilderness ask'd of me, I answer'd him as I thought good, As many red herrings as grew in the wood. One flew away, and then there was one, The other flew after, and then there was none, And so the poor stone was left all alone, THE girl in the lane, that could'nt speak plain, Cried gobble, gobble, gobble; The man on the hill that could'nt stand still, |