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THE SHADOW SHOW   Trains with wheels and clouds of smoke,Funny crowds of dodging folk,Trams that run along with sparks,Sofa games and pillow larks,Grubs and ponies, worms and tigers,Sparrows on the tree,Oh!What a lot of lots of thingsFor little boys to see! Aeroplanes and paper darts,Woodmen driving broken carts,Minahs on the chimney tops,Swallows dodging near the shops,Barking pups that make the postmanFall down off his bike;Oh!What a... more...

INTRODUCTION I call you bad, my little child,Upon the title page,Because a manner rude and wildIs common at your age.The Moral of this priceless work(If rightly understood)Will make you—from a little Turk—Unnaturally good.Do not as evil children do,Who on the slightest groundsWill imitate   the Kangaroo,With wild unmeaning bounds: Do not as children badly bred,Who eat like little Hogs,And when they have to go to bedWill... more...

GIRLS AND BOYS [Listen] [PDF] [MusicXML]   1. Girls and boys come out to play,The moon doth shine as bright as day;Leave your supper, and leave your sleep;Come to your playfellows in the street;2. Come with a whoop, and come with a call.Come with a good will or not at all.Up the ladder and down the wall,A penny loaf will serve you all. THE MVLBERRY BVSH [Listen] [PDF] [MusicXML]   Here we go round the mulberry... more...

POLLY PUT THE KETTLE ON [Listen] [PDF] [MusicXML]   Polly, put the kettle on,Polly, put the kettle on,Polly, put the kettle on,We’ll all have tea.Sukey, take it off again,Sukey, take it off again,Sukey, take it off again,They’ve all gone away. HOT CROSS BUNS [Listen] [PDF] [MusicXML]   Hot Cross Buns!Hot Cross Buns!One a penny, two a penny,Hot Cross Buns!If you have no daughters,If you have no... more...

There was a little woman,As I have heard tell,She went to market,Her Eggs for to sell.   She went to Market,All on a Market day,And she fell asleep,On the King’s highway.   By came a Pedlar,His name it was Stout,And he cut her petticoats,All round about.   He cut her PetticoatsUp to her knees,Which made the little womanBegan for to freeze.   When this little woman,Began to awake,She began to shiver,And she began... more...


Simple Simon met a pieman, Going to the fair. Says Simple Simon to the pieman “Let me taste your ware.” Says the pieman to Simple Simon, “Show me first your penny.” Says Simple Simon to the pieman, “Indeed, I have not any.” Simon Looking for Plums. Simple Simon went to look If plums grew on a thistle, He pricked his fingers very much, Which made poor Simon whistle. Simon Fishing. Simple... more...

RIDE A COCK-HORSE TO BANBURY CROSS             Ride a Cock-Horseto Banbury Cross,                     To see a fine LadyGet on a white Horse,                   With rings on her fingers,and bells on her toes,She shall have music wherever she goes.            ... more...

JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A train-band captain eke was he, Of famous London town. John Gilpin’s spouse said to her dear, “Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. “To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the “Bell” at Edmonton, All in a chaise and pair. “My sister, and my sister’s child, Myself, and... more...

UP AND DOWN   Down the Hill of Ludgate,     Up the Hill of Fleet,  To and fro and East and West     With people flows the street;  Even the King of England     On Temple Bar must beat  For leave to ride to Ludgate     Down the Hill of Fleet. MRS. EARTH   Mrs. Earth makes silver... more...

My Baby's Feet Within my palm, like roseleaves, dainty, sweet,I fold with tenderest love two little feet—Two little feet, twin flow'rets come to bringTo mother's heart the first sweet breath of spring.Wearied with play, at last they lie at rest,One satin sole against its fair mate pressed.Dear little feet, fain would this hand 'ere shieldThy tender flesh from thorns which lie concealedAlong the path which, stretching through the... more...