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and rolled down the hill." Then the wolf was very angry indeed, and declared he would eat up the little pig, and that he would get down the chimney after him. When the little pig saw what he was about, he hung on the pot full of water, and made up a blazing fire, and, just as the wolf was coming down, took off the cover, and in fell the wolf; so the little pig put on the cover again in an instant, boiled him up, and eat him for supper, and lived happy ever afterwards.


LITTLE Tommy Tittlemouse
Lived in a little house;
He caught fishes

In other men's ditches.


LITTLE King Boggen he built a fine hall, Pye-crust, and pastry-crust, that was the


The windows were made of black-puddings and white,

And slated with pancakes-you ne'er saw the like.


THE lion and the unicorn
Were fighting for the crown;
The lion beat the unicorn
All round about the town.
Some gave them white bread,
And some gave them brown;
Some gave them plum-cake,
And sent them out of town.


THERE was a jolly miller
Lived on the river Dee,
He look'd upon his pillow,
And there he saw a flee.
Oh! Mr. Flea,

You have been biting me,
And you must die:

So he crack'd his bones
Upon the stones,

And there he let him lie.


TOм, Tom, the piper's son,

Stole a pig, and away he run!

The pig was eat, and Tom was beat,

And Tom went roaring down the street.


IN Arthur's court Tom Thumb * did live,

A man of mickle might;

The best of all the table round,

And eke a doughty knight.

"I have an old edition of this author by me, the title of which is more sonorous and heroical than those of later date, which, for the better information of the reader, it may not be improper to insert in this place, 'Tom Thumb his Life and Death; wherein is declar'd his many marvellous Acts of Manhood, full of wonder and strange merriment.' Then he adds, 'Which little Knight liv'd in King Arthur's time, in the court of Great Britain.' Indeed, there are so many spurious editions of this piece upon one account or other, that I wou'd advise my readers to be very cautious in their choice." -A Comment upon the History of T. T., 1711. A"project for the reprinting of Tom Thumb, with marginal notes and cuts," is mentioned in the old play of The Projectours, 1665, p. 41.

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His stature but an inch in height,
Or quarter of a span :

Then think you not this little knight
Was proved a valiant man?

His father was a ploughman plain,
His mother milk'd the cow,
Yet how that they might have a son
They knew not what to do:

Until such time this good old man
To learned Merlin goes,

And there to him his deep desires
In secret manner shows.

How in his heart he wish'd to have
A child, in time to come,
To be his heir, though it might be
No bigger than his thumb.

Of which old Merlin thus foretold,
That he his wish should have,
And so this son of stature small
The charmer to him gave.

No blood nor bones in him should be,
In shape, and being such

That men should hear him speak, but not
His wandering shadow touch.

But so unseen to go or come,
Whereas it pleas'd him still;
Begot and born in half an hour,
To fit his father's will.

And in four minutes grew so fast
That he became so tall

As was the ploughman's thumb in height,
And so they did him call—

TOM THUMB, the which the fairy queen
There gave him to his name,
Who, with her train of goblins grim,
Unto his christening came.

Whereas she cloth'd him richly brave,
In garments fine and fair,
Which lasted him for many years
In seemly sort to wear.

His hat made of an oaken leaf,
His shirt a spider's web,
Both light and soft for those his limbs
That were so smally bred.

His hose and doublet thistle-down,
Together weaved full fine;

His stockings of an apple green,
Made of the outward rind;

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