THE

LITTLE MAN AND THE LITTLE MAID

THERE was a little man,

And he had a little mind

For to ask a little maid for to wed, wed, wed.

He hover'd near her door,

As he counted out his ore,

Dress'd in his coat of red, red, red.

When the little maid came out,

He turn'd him about,

And begg'd she should look at him, him, him :

With his little heart so bold,

In his scarlet coat, and gold,

And all his other clothes in trim, trim, trim.

The little maid look'd mild,

And I think I've heard she smiled,

As she told him to call to-morrow, morrow, morrow.

The delay near broke his heart;

So great he felt the smart,

That he went to his home in sorrow, sorrow, sorrow.

And when he got there,

He sat him in a chair,

And sadly began for to think, think, think,

Of what he should say

On the very next day,

For, alas! his little heart did sink, sink, sink.