"Old woman, old woman, old woman," quoth I, "O whither, O whither, O whither, so high?" "To brush the cobwebs off the sky!"

"Shall I go with thee?" "Aye, by and by."

THREE blind mice, see how they run!

They all ran after the farmer's wife,
Who cut off their tails with a carving knife,
Did you ever see such fools in your life?
Three blind mice.

THERE

HERE was an old woman called Nothing-at-all, Who rejoiced in a dwelling exceedingly small: A man stretched his mouth to its utmost extent, And down at one gulp house and old woman went.

OM he was a piper's son,

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He learned to play when he was young;
But all the tune that he could play,
Was "Over the hills and far away."

But Tom with his pipe made such a noise,
That he pleased both the girls and boys;
And they stopp'd to hear him play,
"Over the hills and far away."

Tom with his pipe did play with such skill, That those who heard him could never keep still;

Whenever they heard they began for to dance,

Even pigs on their hind legs would after him prance.

As Dolly was milking her cow one day, Tom took out his pipe and began for to play; So Doll and the cow danced "the Cheshire round,"

Till the pail was broke, and the milk ran on the ground.

He met old dame Trot with a basket of eggs, He used his pipe, and she used her legs; She danced about till the eggs were all broke,

She began for to fret, but he laugh'd at the joke.

He saw a cross fellow was beating an ass, Heavy laden with pots, pans, dishes and glass;

He took out his pipe and play'd them a tune, And the jackass's load was lighten'd full