When will you pay me? When I shall grow rich, Pray, when will that be? I am sure I don't know, CXCIII. SNAIL, snail, Come out of your hole, Or else I will beat you CXCIV. [One child holds a wand to the face of another, repeating these lines, and making grimaces, to cause the latter to laugh, and so to the others; those who laugh paying a forfeit.] BUFF says Buff to all his men, And I say Buff to you again; But carries his face With a very good grace, And passes the stick to the very next place! CXCV. DANCE, Bumpkin, dance, (Keep the thumb in motion.) (All the fingers in motion.) (The first finger moving.) Dance ye merrymen every one; And so on with the others-naming the 2d finger Middleman —the 3d finger Ringman—and the 4th finger Littleman. Littleman cannot dance alone. CXCVI. QUEEN Anne, queen Anne, you sit in the sun, read one, I send you three letters, and pray CXCVII. RIDE a cock-horse to Banbury-cross, And Johnny shall ride till he can ride no more. CXCVIII. RIDE a cock-horse to Coventry cross; To see what Emma can buy; A penny white cake I'll buy for her sake, And a twopenny tart or a pie. CXCIX. RIDE a cock-horse to Banbury cross, CC. To market ride the gentlemen, Then comes the country clown, CCI. THIS is the key of the kingdom. In that room there is a bed. On that bed there is a basket. In that basket there are some flowers. Flowers in the basket, basket in the bed, bed in the room, &c. &c. CCII. [Song set to five toes.] 1. LET us go to the wood, says this pig; CCIII. EGGS, butter, cheese, bread, Stick him up, stick him down, Stick him in the old man's crown. CCIV. [I believe the following is only a portion of a dialogue, but I have not been able to recover it.] HERE comes a poor woman from baby-land, One can brew, the other can bake, The other can make a pretty round cake. CCV. [A string of children, hand in hand, stand in a row. A child (A) stands in front of them, as leader; two other children (B and c) form an arch, each holding both the hands of the other] A. DRAW a pail of water, For my lady's daughter; My father's a king, and my mother's a queen, Stamping grass and parsley, Marigold leaves and daisies. |