LXIX. A DOG and a cock, A journey once took, They travell'd along till 'twas late; The dog he made free In the hollow of a tree, And the cock on the boughs of it sate. The cock nothing knowing, In the morn fell a crowing, Upon which comes a fox to the tree; Says he, I declare, Your voice is above, All the creatures I ever did see. Oh! would you come down I the fav'rite might own, Said the cock, there's a porter below; go in, If you will I promise I'll come down. So he went-and was worried for it too. LXX. LITTLE Tom Tittlemouse, Lived in a bell-house; The bell-house broke, And Tom Tittlemouse woke. LXXII. WHEN I was a little girl, about seven years old, I hadn't got a petticoat, to cover me from the cold; So I went into Darlington, that pretty little town, And there I bought a petticoat, a cloak, and a gown. I went into the woods and built me a kirk, And all the birds of the air, they helped me to work; The hawk with his long claws pulled down the stone, The dove, with her rough bill, brought me them home: The parrot was the clergyman, the peacock was the clerk, The bullfinch play'd the organ, and we made merry work. LXXIII. PEMMY was a pretty girl, Pemmy had a pretty nose, Pemmy had a pretty doll, Pemmy had a pretty song, Pemmy lov'd a pretty lad, And Fanny lov'd a better; LXXIV. [A tale for the 1st of March.] TAFFY was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief; Taffy came to my house and stole a piece of beef: I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not at home; Taffy came to my house and stole a marrowbone. I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not in; Taffy came to my house and stole a silver pin : I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed, I took up a poker and flung it at his head. LXXV. [The tale of Jack Horner has long been appropriated to the nursery. The four lines which follow are the traditional ones, and they form part of "The pleasant History of Jack Horner, containing his witty Tricks and pleasant Pranks, which he plaied from his Youth to his riper Years,' 12mo; a copy of which is in the Bodleian Library, and this extended story is in substance the same with 'The Fryer and the Boy,' 12mo, Lond. 1617, and both of them are taken from the more ancient story of Jack and his Stepdame,' which has been printed by Mr. Wright.] LITTLE Jack Horner sat in the corner, He put in his thumb, and he took out a plum, And said, "What a good boy am I!" LXXVI. THERE was a king, and he had three daughter, And they all lived in a basin of water; The basin bended, My story's ended. If the basin had been stronger, |