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A FROG HE WOULDA-WOOING GO             A Frog he would a-wooing go,            Heigho, says Rowley!Whether his Mother would let him or no.        With a rowley-powley, gammon and spinach,            Heigho, says Anthony Rowley!   So off he set with his opera-hat,            Heigho, says... more...


Good people all, of every sort,Give ear unto my song;And if you find it wondrous short,   It cannot hold you long.     In Islington there lived a man,Of whom the world might say,That still a godly race he ran,   Whene'er he went   to pray.     A kind and gentle heart he had,To comfort friends and foes;The naked every day he clad,   When he put on... more...

Good people all,with one accord, Lament forMadam Blaize, Who never wanteda good word— From those who spoke her praise.   The needy seldom pass’d her door,And always found her kind; She freely lent to all the poor— Who left a pledge behind.   She strove the neighbourhood to pleaseWith manners wondrous winning; And never follow’d... more...

COME LASSES AND LADS   Come Lasses and Lads, get leave of your Dads,   And away to the May-pole hey:   For every heHas got him a she,with a minstrel standing by.   For Willy has gotten his Jill, And Johnny has got his Jone, To jigg it, jigg it, jigg it, jigg it, Jigg it up and down.     "Strike up," says Watt; "Agreed," says Kate, "And I prithee, Fiddler,... more...


HEY DIDDLE DIDDLE   Hey, diddle, diddle,     The Cat   and the Fiddle,     The Cow jumped over the Moon,   The little Dog laughed   to see such fun.     And the Dish ran away with the Spoon.   BABY BUNTING.     Bye, Baby Bunting!     Father's   gone   a-hunting,     Gone to... more...

TheTHREE JOVIAL HUNTSMEN. IT'S of three jovial huntsmen, an' a hunting they did go;An' they hunted, an' they hollo'd, an' they blew their horns alsoLook ye there!   An' one said, "Mind yo'r e'en, an' keep yo'r noses reet i' th' windAn' then, by scent or seet, we'll leet o' summat to our mind."Look ye there!       They hunted, an' they hollo'd, an' the first thing they did findWas a tatter't boggart, in a field,... more...

The BABES IN THE WOOD.   Now ponder well, you parents deare,These wordes which I shall write;A doleful story you shall heare,In time brought forth to light. A gentleman of good accountIn Norfolke dwelt of late.Who did in honour far surmountMost men of his estate. Sore sicke he was, and like to dye,No helpe his life could save;His wife by him as sicke did lye,And both possest one grave.   No love between these two was lost,Each... more...

The Farmer's Boy.   When I was a farmer, a Farmer's Boy,        I used to keep my master's HORSES, With a Gee-wo here, and a Gee-wo there,       And here a Gee, and there a Gee,       And everywhere a Gee; Says I, My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?        ... more...

One of R. Caldecott's Picture Books       FREDERICK WARNE & CO. Ltd. 1878       THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT       This is the House that Jack built.         This is the Malt,That lay in the House that Jack built.   This is the Rat,That ate the Malt,That lay in the House that Jack built.  ... more...