Old Nurse's Book of Rhymes, Jingles and Ditties

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Charles Henry Bennett
Griffith and Farran, 1858 - Počet stran: 66
 

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Strana 36 - One, two, Buckle my shoe; Three, four, Shut the door; Five, six, Pick up sticks; Seven, eight, Lay them straight; Nine, ten, A good fat hen; Eleven, twelve, Who will delve?
Strana 27 - Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them; Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them.
Strana 25 - I HAD a little husband, No bigger than my thumb, I put him in a pint pot, And there I bid him drum. I bought a little horse, That galloped up and down; I bridled him, and saddled him, And sent him out of town. I gave him some garters, To garter up his hose, And a little handkerchief, To wipe his pretty nose.
Strana 33 - One misty, moisty morning, When cloudy was the weather, I chanced to meet an old man clothed all in leather. He began to compliment, and I began to grin, How do you do, and how do you do?
Strana 20 - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
Strana 40 - ROBIN and Richard Were two pretty men ; They laid in bed Till the clock struck ten ; Then up starts Robin And looks at the sky, Oh ! brother Richard, The sun's very high. You go before with the bottle and bag, And I will come after on little Jack Nag.
Strana 48 - There was an old woman who lived In a shoe, She had so many children, she didn't know what to do.
Strana 19 - Girls and boys, come out to play, The moon doth shine as bright as day; Leave your supper and leave your sleep, And come with your playfellows into the street.
Strana 27 - Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Strana 34 - OLD Mother Goose, when She wanted to wander, Would ride through the air On a very fine gander. Mother Goose had a house, Twas built in a wood, Where an owl at the door For sentinel stood. This is her son Jack, A plain-looking lad, He is not very good, Nor yet very bad. She sent him to market, A live goose he bought , Here, mother, says he, It will not go for nought.

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