Hark! hark! the dogs do bark, The beggars have come to town; Some in rags, and some in tags, And some in velvet gowns.

Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John
Went to bed with his breeches on,
One stocking off, and one stocking on,
Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John.

AS I was going to Derby upon a market day,

I met the finest ram, sir, that ever fed on hay,
On hay, on hay, on hay,

I met the finest ram, sir, that ever fed on hay.

This ram was fat behind, sir; this ram was fat before; This ram was ten yards round, sir; indeed he was no more. No more, no more, no more;

This ram was ten yards round, sir; indeed he was no more.

The horns grew on his head, sir, they were so wondrous

high,

As I've been plainly told, sir, they reached up to the sky, The sky, the sky, the sky,

As I've been plainly told, sir, they reached up to the sky.

The tail grew on his back, sir, was six yards and an ell,
And t was sent to Derby to toll the market bell,
The bell, the bell, the bell;

And t was sent to Derby to toll the market bell.

HOGS in the garden, catch'em Towser;
Cows in the corn-field, run boys, run,
Cats in the cream-pot, run girls, run girls :
Fire on the mountains, run boys, run.

The Cuckoo is a bonny bird,

She sings as she flies,
She brings us good tidings,
And tells us no lies.

She sucks little bird's eggs
To make her voice clear,
And never cries Cuckoo !
Till Spring of the year.

Lavender blue, and Rosemary green,
When I am king, you shall be queen,
Call up my maids at four of the clock,
Some to the wheel, and some to the rock,
Some to make hay, and some to shell corn,
And you and I will keep the bed warm.

The Lion and the Unicorn

Were fighting for the crownThe lion beat the unicorn

All about the town.

Some gave them white bread,
And some gave them brown,
Some gave them plum-cake,
And sent them out of town.

MON DROT

Little Johnny Pringle had a little Pig,
It was very little, so was not very big.
As it was playing beneath the shed,
In half a minute poor Piggy was dead.

So Johnny Pringle he sat down and cried,

And Betty Pringle she laid down and died. There is the history of one, two, and three, Johnny Pringle, Betty Pringle, and Piggy Wiggie.

Two sticks in an apple,
Ring the bells of Whitechapel.
Halfpence and farthings,
Say the bells of St. Martin's.