The Nursery Rhymes of England: Collected Chiefly from Oral TraditionJ.R. Smith, 1846 - Всего страниц: 240 |
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... fire : If it catch your attire , You too , like Monk , will be dead . XXV . [ From the Westmoreland and Cumberland Dialects , ' p . 89 , 8vo , Lond . 1839. ] EIGHTY - EIGHT Wor Kirby feight , When nivver a man was slain ; They yatt ...
... fire : If it catch your attire , You too , like Monk , will be dead . XXV . [ From the Westmoreland and Cumberland Dialects , ' p . 89 , 8vo , Lond . 1839. ] EIGHTY - EIGHT Wor Kirby feight , When nivver a man was slain ; They yatt ...
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... fire , And hardly looked up at my lord ; He had no hopes of comfort A stranger could afford . But my lord drew a chair close by , And said , in a feeling tone , " Have you not , sir , a daughter , I pray , You never would see or own ...
... fire , And hardly looked up at my lord ; He had no hopes of comfort A stranger could afford . But my lord drew a chair close by , And said , in a feeling tone , " Have you not , sir , a daughter , I pray , You never would see or own ...
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... fire frying of fish , The dog's in the pantry breading his dish . LXI . TOм , Tom , the piper's son , Stole a pig , and away he run ! The pig was eat , and Tom was beat , And Tom went roaring down the street . LXII . PUNCH and Judy ...
... fire frying of fish , The dog's in the pantry breading his dish . LXI . TOм , Tom , the piper's son , Stole a pig , and away he run ! The pig was eat , and Tom was beat , And Tom went roaring down the street . LXII . PUNCH and Judy ...
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... fire and spin ; Take a cup , And drink it up , Then call your neighbours in . LXXXIV . WHEN I was a little boy my mammy kept me in , But now I am a great boy I'm fit to serve the king ; I can hand a musket , and I can smoke a pipe , And ...
... fire and spin ; Take a cup , And drink it up , Then call your neighbours in . LXXXIV . WHEN I was a little boy my mammy kept me in , But now I am a great boy I'm fit to serve the king ; I can hand a musket , and I can smoke a pipe , And ...
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... pretty thing she was , in my chimney corner sat : With my , & c . I sold my cat , and bought me a mouse ; He carried fire in his tail , and burnt down my house : With my , & c . CXX . LITTLE BO - peep has lost her sheep 68 NURSERY RHYMES .
... pretty thing she was , in my chimney corner sat : With my , & c . I sold my cat , and bought me a mouse ; He carried fire in his tail , and burnt down my house : With my , & c . CXX . LITTLE BO - peep has lost her sheep 68 NURSERY RHYMES .
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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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Стр. 43 - A MAN of words and not of deeds Is like a garden full of weeds...
Стр. 92 - OLD Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard, To get her poor dog a bone: But when she got there The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none.
Стр. 1 - Old King Cole Was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he: He called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
Стр. 15 - 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?
Стр. 76 - As 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 going to St. Ives?
Стр. 204 - Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Стр. 69 - 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.
Стр. 64 - THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW he north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then, Poor thing? He'll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing.
Стр. 32 - 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.
Стр. 177 - THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT This is the farmer sowing his corn, That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog That worried the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.