"How shall we get him home? says Robin to Bobbin; "We'll borrow a cart, says Robin to Bobbin ; "How shall we boil him? says Robin to Bobbin ; "In the brewery pan, says Robin to Bobbin; In the copy which was given to me, there were two additional stanzas, beginning respectively, "How shall we eat him?" and, "With knives and forks :" but these are probably modern interpolations. 79 P. 149, No. 29 There is another couplet on this sovereign, which runs thus, "THOMAS a Didymus had a black beard, P. 149, No. 282. Bobby Shaft. Shaftoe," a member of a celebrated seventeenth century. This ought to be, "Bobby family at the end of the P. 151, 1. 17. Of all the gay birds. These four lines are part of an old song, the whole of which may be found in 66 'Deuteromelia," 4to. Lond. 1609, and it is singular that it should have come down to us from oral tradition. This ver sion was obtained from Lincolnshire. The following copy is taken from the work here quoted: but there are considerable variations in later copies, some of which may be more correct. "OF all the birds that ever I see, The owle is the fayrest in her degree: For all the day long she sits in a tree, Te whit, te whow! Sir knave to thou, This song is well sung, make you a vow, Nose, nose, nose, nose ! And who gave you that jolly red nose ? A, B, C, tumble down dee A carrion crow sat on an oak A cat came fiddling out of a barn A diller, a doller A duck and a drake A kid, a kid, my father bought A little old man and I fell out A man of words and not of deeds A riddle, a riddle, as I suppose A semptress that sews A swarm of bees in May All hail to the moon! All hail to thee Around the green gravel the grass grows green As I go ring by ring As I was going to St. Ives As I was going to sell my eggs INDEX. As I was going up Pippen-hill As I was walking o'er little Moorfields Cuckoo, cherry tree Curly locks, curly locks, wilt thou be mine? CUSTOMS Dance, Bumpkin, dance Dance, little baby, dance up high Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John PAGE 131 47 83 134 88 3 119 100 91 98 99 138 148 125 95 43 91 95 92 139 148 143 122 36 149 112 141 102 103 48 104 80 26 103 84 156 120 142 136 113 152 81 Dibbity, dibbity, dibbity, doe Did you not hear of Betty Pringle's pig? Ding, dong, bell Ding, dong, darrow- Dingle, dingle, doosey Dingty diddlety Dr. Faustus was a good man Doodledy, doodledy, doodledy, dan Draw a pail of water Driddlety drum, driddlety drum Eleven comets in the sky Fiddle-de-dee, fiddle de-dee Five score of men, money, and pins FRAGMENTS Green cheeses, yellow laces Here am I, little jumping Joan Here comes a poor woman from baby-land Here comes I Here we come a piping Herrings, herrings, white and red Hey ding a ding, what shall I sing? Hey dorolot, dorolot Hickory, dickory, dock Hie! diddle diddle - Highty cock O! Highty, tighty, paradighty clothed in green HISTORICAL How many miles is it to Babylon? - Hub a dub dub Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall Hush a bye a ba lamb Hush a bye, baby, on the tree top Hush thee, my babby Hushy baby, my doll, I pray you don't cry I am a pretty wench 136 86 18 79 89 87 80 28 134 85 116 83 116 117 95 121 82 85 98 91 25 107 111 73 88 109 120 121 92 131 122 140 129 116 136 108 138 81 84 123 84 96 157 79 92 103 102 103 102 146 I can make diet bread I had a little castle upon the sea-side I had a little dog, and his name was Blue Bell had a little hobby horse and it was well shod I had a little husband I had a little moppet I had a little pony · I had a little sister, they call'd her peep, peep I'll sing you a song I'll tell you a story - I love sixpence, pretty little sixpence I see the moon, and the moon sees me I went to the toad that lies under the wall I won't be my father's Jack If all the seas were one sea Little Blue Betty lived in a den Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep Little boy, pretty boy, where was you born? Little General Monk Little Jack-a-dandy Little Jack Horner sat in the corner Little Jack Jingle Little Jenny Wren fell sick upon a time Little John Jiggy Jag Little Mary Ester sat upon a tester Little Miss Mopsey Little Nancy Etticoat Mary had a pretty bird Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John Miss one two and three, could never agree Mistress Mary, quite contrary My father he died, but I can't tell you N. for a word of deniance how 120 96 16 152 39 17 139 97 143, 147 24 151 137 105 83 26 11 79 153 76 158 117 91 115 135 131 30 75 156 47 79 38 26 48 65 46 29 93 155 66 93 36 102 41 - - - - 105.6 133 134 135 7-8 6 133 |