The Little Mother Goose

Excerpt

HUSH-a-bye, baby, on the tree top,When the wind blows, the cradle will rock;When the bough bends, the cradle will fall.Down will come baby, cradle, and all.


CURRAHOO, curr dhoo,Love me, and I'll love you![]


WHEN the days begin to lengthenThe cold begins to strengthen.


CANTALOUPES! Cantaloupes! What is the price?Eight for a dollar, and all very nice.


PAT-A-CAKE, pat-a-cake, baker's man!Make me a cake as fast as you can:Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T,And there will be enough for Baby and me.


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 cat had seven kits:Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,How many were there going to St. Ives?[]

BYE, baby, bunting,Daddy's gone a-hunting,To get a little rabbit skinTo wrap his baby bunting in.
S Tommy Snooks and Bessy BrooksWere walking out one Sunday,Says Tommy Snooks to Bessy Brooks,"To-morrow will be Monday."
BOW-WOW-WOW,Whose dog art thou?Little Tom Tucker's dog,Bow-wow-wow.

PEASE-porridge hot,Pease-porridge cold,Pease-porridge in the potNine days old.Spell methatin four letters.I will.T-H-A-T.
RING the bell!Knock at the door!Lift up the latch!And walk in!

RUB-A-DUB-DUB,Three men in a tub;And who do you think they be?                     The butcher, the baker,The candlestick-maker;Turn 'em out, knaves all three!PLEASE to rememberThe Fifth of November,Gunpowder, treason, and plot;I know no reasonWhy gunpowder treasonShould ever be forgot.

MY maid Mary she minds the dairy,While I go a-hoeing and mowing each morn;Gaily run the reel and the little spinning wheel,While I am singing and mowing my corn.

POOR Dog BrightRan off with all his might,Because the cat was after him—Poor Dog Bright!
Poor Cat FrightRan off with all her might,Because the dog was after her—                 Poor Cat Fright!LL of a row,Bend the bow,Shot at a pigeon,And killed a crow.
THE cock doth crow,To let you know,If you be well,'Tis time to rise.THE dove says, "Coo, coo, what shall I do?I can scarce maintain two.""Pooh! pooh!" says the wren; "I have got ten,And keep them all like gentlemen."

THIS little pig went to market.This little pig stayed home.This little pig had roast meat.This little pig had none.This little pig went to the barn doorAnd cried week, week, for more.THe King of France went up the hillWith twenty thousand men;The King of France came down the hill,And ne'er went up again.

LITTLE boy blue, come blow your horn;The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep?He's under the hay-cock, fast a-sleep.Will you wake him? No, not I;For if I do, he'll be sure to cry.

SEE saw, Margery Daw,Jenny shall have a new master;She shall have but a penny a-day,Because she can't work any faster.HERE stands a post,—Who put it there...?