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The old woman took a staff in her hand,
And went to drive the plough:
The old man took a pail in his hand,
And went to milk the cow;
But Tidy hinched, and Tidy flinched,
And Tidy broke his nose,

And Tidy gave him such a blow,

That the blood ran down to his toes.

High! Tidy! ho! Tidy! high!
Tidy do stand still;

If ever I milk you, Tidy, again,
"Twill be sore against my will!
He went to feed the little pigs,
That were within the sty;
He hit his head against the beam,
And he made the blood to fly.

He went to mind the speckled hen,
For fear she'd lay astray,
And he forgot the spool of yarn
His wife spun yesterday.

So he swore by the sun, the moon, and the stars,

And the green leaves on the tree,

If his wife didn't do a day's work in her life, She should ne'er be ruled by he.

CCLXIX.

THERE was an old man of Tobago,
Who lived on rice, gruel, and sago;
Till, much to his bliss,

His physician said this

"To a leg, sir, of mutton you may go."

CCLXX.

Он, dear, what can the matter be?
Two old women got up in an apple tree;
One came down,

And the other staid till Saturday.

CCLXXI.

THERE was an old man,

And he had a calf,

And that's half;

He took him out of the stall,
And put him on the wall;
And that's all.

CCLXXII.

FATHER SHORT came down the lane,

Oh! I'm obliged to hammer and smite From four in the morning till eight at night,

For a bad master, and a worse dame.

CCLXXIII.

THERE was an old woman called Nothing

at-all,

Who rejoiced in a dwelling exceedingly small :

A man stretched his mouth to its utmost extent,

And down at one gulp house and old

woman went.

CCLXXIV.

THERE was an old woman of Norwich,
Who lived upon nothing but porridge;
Parading the town,

She turned cloak into gown,
This thrifty old woman of Norwich.

CCLXXV.

A LITTLE old man of Derby,
How do you think he served me?
He took away my bread and cheese,
And that is how he served me.

CCLXXVI.

THERE was an old woman in Surrey,
Who, was morn, noon, and night in a hurry;
Call'd her husband a fool,

Drove the children to school,

The worrying old woman of Surrey.

TENTH CLASS-GAMES.

CCLXXVII.

[Rhymes used by children to decide who is to begin a game.]

ONE-ERY, two-ery,

Ziccary zan;

Hollow bone, crack a bone,

Ninery, ten:

Spittery spot,

It must be done;

Twiddleum twaddleum,

Twenty-one.

Hink spink, the puddings stink,
The fat begins to fry,

Nobody at home, but jumping Joan,
Father, mother, and I.
Stick, stock, stone dead,

Blind man can't see,

Every knave will have a slave,
You or I must be he.

CCLXXVIII.

[A game of the Fox. In a children's game, where all the little actors are seated in a circle, the following stanza is used as question and answer.]

WHO goes round my house this night?
None but cruel Tom!
Who steals all the sheep at night?
None but this poor one.

CCLXXIX.

DANCE, Thumbkin, dance,

[Keep the thumb in motion.

Dance, ye merrymen, every one:

[All the fingers in motion.

For Thumbkin, he can dance alone,

[The thumb only moving.

Thumbkin, he can dance alone,

[Ditto.

Dance, Foreman, dance,

[The first finger moving.

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