CCXXXV.

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?

Thirteen, fourteen,

Maids a courting;

Fifteen, sixteen,

Maids a kissing;

Seventeen, eighteen,

Maids a waiting;

Nineteen, twenty,

My stomach's empty.

CCXXXVI.

PAT-a-cake, pat-a cake, baker's man:
So I will master as fast as I can:

Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T,

Put in the oven for Tommy and me.

CCXXXVII.

[The following is taken from MS. Sloan. 2497, of the sixteenth century.]

N. for a word of deniance,

E. with a figure fiftie,

Spelleth his name that newer
Will be thriftie.

CCXXXVIII.

MISS one two and three, could never agree,
While they gossiped round a tea caddy.

ONE's none;
Two's some;

CCXXXIX.

Three's a many;

Four's a penny.

Five is a little hundred.

Eleventh Class.-Scholastic.

CCXL.

A DILLER, a doller,

A ten o'clock scholar,

What makes you come so soon?
You us'd to come at ten o'clock,
And now you come at noon.

CCXLI.

MISTRESS Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow? With cockle shells, and silver bells, And cowslips all a row.

CCXLIII.

LIAR, liar, lick spit,

Turn about the candlestick.

What's good for liar?

Brimstone and fire.

CCXLIV.

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 I can kiss a pretty girl at twelve o'clock at night.

CCXLV.

TELL tale, tit!

Your tongue shall be slit,
And all the dogs in the town
Shall have a little bit.

CCXLVI.

MULTIPLICATION is vexation,

Division is as bad;

The rule of three does puzzle me,

And practice drives me mad,

Twelfth Class.—Customs.*

CCXLVII.

[The following is sung at the Christmas mummings in Somersetshire.]

HERE comes I,

Liddle man Jan,

Wi my 3word

In my han!

If you don't all do,

As you be told by I,

I'll send you all to York,
Vor to make apple-pie.

CCXLVIII.

DIBBITY, dibbity, dibbity, doe,

Give me a pan-cake

And I'll go.

Dibbity, dibbity, dibbity, ditter,

Please to give me

A bit of a fritter.

*This class might be extended to great length, but I shall content myself with giving a few, and referring to Sir H. Ellis's edition of Brand's Popular Antiquities for more.