"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."

THERE 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.

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 stopped 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 danc'd 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 lighten'd full soon.