She went to the tailor's

To buy him a coat, But when she came back

He was riding a goat.

She went to the cobler's
To buy him some shoes,
But when she came back

He was reading the news.

She went to the sempstress
To buy him some linen,
But when she came back
The dog was spinning.

She went to the hosier's

To buy him some hose,

But when she came back

He was dress'd in his clothes.

The dame made a curtsey,

The dog made a bow;
The dame said, your servant,

The dog said, bow, wow.

OLD King Cole

LXXVII.

Was a merry old soul,

And a merry old soul was he;
And he called for his pipe,

And he called for his glass,

And he called for his fiddlers three.

And every fiddler, he had a fine fiddle,

And a very fine fiddle had he;

"Tweedle dee, tweedle dee," said the fiddlers.

Oh there's none so rare,

As can compare,

With King Cole and his fiddlers three!

LXXIX.

Toм he was a piper's son,

He learn'd to play when he was young,
And all the tunes that he could play,
Was "Over the hills and far away;"
Over the hills, and a great way off,
And the wind will blow my top-knot off.

Now Tom with his pipe made such a noise, That he pleas'd 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 laughed 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 played them a tune.
And the jackass's load was lightened full soon.

LXXXIX.

THERE was a lady all skin and bone,
Sure such a lady was never known:
This lady went to church one day,

She went to church all for to pray.

And when she came to the church stile,
She sat to rest a little while :
When she came to the church-yard,
There the bells so loud she heard.

When she came to the church door,
She stopt to rest a little more;
When she came the church within,
The parson pray'd 'gainst pride and sin.

On looking up, on looking down,

She saw a dead man on the ground:

And from his nose unto his chin,

The worms crawl'd out, the worms crawl'd in.*

Then she unto the parson said,

Shall I be so when I am dead?

Oh yes! oh yes! the parson said,

You will be so when you are dead.

XC.

LITTLE John Jiggy Jag,

He rode a penny nag,

And went to Wigan to woo:

* This line has been adopted in the modern ballad of "Alonzo and the fair Imogene." The version given above was obtained from Lincolnshire, and differs slightly from the one in "Gammer Gurton's Garland," 8vo. Lond. 1810, p. 29-30.

F

When he came to a beck,
He fell and broke his neck,-
Johnny, how dost thou now?

I made him a hat,

Of my coat-lap,

And stockings of pearly blue:

A hat and a feather,

To keep out cold weather;

So, Johnny, how dost thou now?

XCI.

SATURDAY-night my wife did die,
I buried her on the Sunday,
I courted another a coming from church,
And married her on the Monday.
On Tuesday night I stole a horse,
On Wednesday was apprehended,
On Thursday I was tried and cast,
And on Friday I was hanged.

XCII.

LITTLE Tom Trigger,

Before he was bigger,

Thought he would go out with his gun;