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Стр. 125 - OLD King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
Стр. 41 - TAFFY was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief; Taffy came to my house and stole a piece of beef; I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not at home ; Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow-bone.
Стр. 73 - THERE was a little man, And he had a little gun, And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead; He went to the brook And saw a little duck, And he shot it right through the head, head, head.
Стр. 39 - The Queen of Hearts She made some tarts, All on a summer's day; The Knave of Hearts He stole those tarts, And took them clean away.
Стр. 41 - I pumped upon his Sunday hat, and poked it with a pin. Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a sham, Taffy came to my house and stole a leg of lamb ; I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was away, I stuffed his socks with sawdust and filled his shoes with clay. Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a cheat, Taffy came to my house and stole a piece of meat ; I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not there, I hung his coat and trousers to roast before a chair.
Стр. 46 - When other lips and other hearts Their tales of love shall tell. In language whose excess imparts The power they feel so well, There may, perhaps, in such a scene Some recollection be Of days that have as happy been, And you'll remember me. When...