CCCXLII. A LITTLE old man of Derby, CCCXLIII. THERE was an old man, And he had a calf, And that's half; He took him out of the stall, CCCXLIV. FATHER SHORT came down the lane, Oh! I'm obliged to hammer and smite CCCXLV. THERE was an old woman called Nothing-at-all, THERE was an old woman in Surrey, Called her husband a fool, Drove the children to school, The worrying old woman of Surrey. CCCXLVII. 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-bye. ames. COME, my children, come away, Everything is laughing, singing, All the pretty flowers are springing ; See the kitten, full of fun, Sporting in the brilliant sun; Children too may sport and play, For it is a pleasant day. |