The Nursery Rhymes of England: Collected Chiefly from Oral TraditionJ.R. Smith, 1846 - Всего страниц: 240 |
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... , quoth the blue fly , Hum , quoth the bee , Buz and hum they cry , And so do we : In his ear , in his nose , Thus , do you see ? He ate the dormouse , Else it was he . CXV . JOHNNY shall have a new bonnet , And 69 SONGS . 65.
... , quoth the blue fly , Hum , quoth the bee , Buz and hum they cry , And so do we : In his ear , in his nose , Thus , do you see ? He ate the dormouse , Else it was he . CXV . JOHNNY shall have a new bonnet , And 69 SONGS . 65.
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... Johnny shall go to the fair , And Johnny shall have a blue ribbon To tie up his bonny brown hair . And why may not I love Johnny ? And why may not Johnny love me ? And why may not I love Johnny , As well as another body ? And here's a ...
... Johnny shall go to the fair , And Johnny shall have a blue ribbon To tie up his bonny brown hair . And why may not I love Johnny ? And why may not Johnny love me ? And why may not I love Johnny , As well as another body ? And here's a ...
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... Johnny Bopeep , They met together in Grace - church street ; In and out , in and out , over the way , Oh ! says Johnny , ' tis chop - nose day . CCI . 1. I am a gold lock . 2. I am a gold key . 1. I am a silver lock . 2. I am a silver ...
... Johnny Bopeep , They met together in Grace - church street ; In and out , in and out , over the way , Oh ! says Johnny , ' tis chop - nose day . CCI . 1. I am a gold lock . 2. I am a gold key . 1. I am a silver lock . 2. I am a silver ...
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... Johnny a galloping - horse ; It trots behind , and it ambles before , And Johnny shall ride till he can ride no more . CCVI . Whoop , whoop , and hollow , Good dogs won't follow , Without the hare cries " pee wit . " CCVII . TOM BROWN's ...
... Johnny a galloping - horse ; It trots behind , and it ambles before , And Johnny shall ride till he can ride no more . CCVI . Whoop , whoop , and hollow , Good dogs won't follow , Without the hare cries " pee wit . " CCVII . TOM BROWN's ...
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... Johnny's a drummer , and drums for the king . CCLXVII . BYE , O my baby ! When I was a lady , O then my poor baby did'nt cry ! But my baby is weeping , For want of good keeping , Oh , I fear my poor baby will die ! CCLXVIII . HUSH a bye ...
... Johnny's a drummer , and drums for the king . CCLXVII . BYE , O my baby ! When I was a lady , O then my poor baby did'nt cry ! But my baby is weeping , For want of good keeping , Oh , I fear my poor baby will die ! CCLXVIII . HUSH a bye ...
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apple baby ball bawbie baps birds bought carrion crow Catskin Catskin robe Cock me cary dame Dance o'er daughter dead dear ding DOCTOR Foster e-oh eggs fat tripe father fiddle flew frog gay lady girl goose head heart heigh JACK SPRAT John John Ball John Crowder Johnny jump'd king king of France kiss Kitty lady lee legs lived lol de riddle Lond lord maid mammy married merry milk mouse never night nose nursery o'er my lady old razor old woman PAT-A-CAKE play poor Pray pretty queen Quoth rhyme ride ring Robert of Gloucester Robin Hood round Say the bells shoe shot Simple Simon sing SOLOMON GRUNDY stick stole Taffy tail tell thee There's thou Thumb Tidy Tom Thumb took toone town tree twine wash whistle wife wood Wooley Foster
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