Tu whu, says the owl;

Caw, caw, says the crow; Quack, quack, says the duck;

And what sparrows say, you know.

So, with sparrows and owls,

With rats and with dogs, With ducks and with crows,

With cats and with hogs,

A fine song I have made,

To please you, my dear; And if it's well sung,

'T will be charming to hear.

RIDE

IDE a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,

To see an old lady upon a white horse ; Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes, And so she makes music wherever she goes.

86.

DIDDLE, diddle

, dumpling, my boy John

Went to bed with his stockings on;
One shoe off, and one shoe on,
Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John.

87.

AS

S I went through the garden-gap,

Who should I meet but Dick Redcap! A stick in his hand, a stone in his throat, If you'll tell me this riddle, I'll give you a

groat.

88.

AS

S I was going to St. Ives,

I met a man with seven wives :
Every wife had seven sacks,
Every sack had seven cats,
Every cát had seven kits:
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were there going to St. Ives ?

sessa

89.

A

CAT came fiddling out of a barn,

With a pair of bag-pipes under her arm; She could sing nothing but fiddle-cum-fee, The mouse has married the humble bee : Pipe cat,—dance, mouse; We'll have a wedding at our good house.

PUSSY ca

USSY cat, pussy cat, where have you been?

I've been up to London to look at the Queen. Pussy cat, pussy cat, what did you there? I frighten’d a little mouse under the chair.

91.

COME, my children, come away,

For the sun shines bright to-day ; Little children, come with me, Birds, and brooks, and posies see; Get your hats, and come away, For it is a pleasant day.

Every thing 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.

Bring the hoop, and bring the ball,
Come with happy faces all;
Let us make a merry ring,
Talk and langh, and dance and sing.
Quickly, quickly, come away,
For it is a pleasant day.

a

92.
THERE was a little man and he had a little gun,,

And his bullets were made of lead;
He shot John Sprig through the middle of his wig,

And knocked it off his head.

93. I

HAD a little dog, and they called him Buff,

I sent him to the shop to buy me some snuff;
But he lost the bag, and spilld the snuff,
So take that cuff, and that's enough.