Early English Poetry, Ballads, and Popular Literature of the Middle Ages: Specimens of lyric poetry, composed in England in the reign of Edward the FirstPercy Society, 1841 |
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... kill her . LX . [ THE tale of Jack Horner has long been appropriated to the nursery . The four lines which follow are the traditional ones , and they form part of " The pleasant History of Jack Horner , containing his witty Tricks and ...
... kill her . LX . [ THE tale of Jack Horner has long been appropriated to the nursery . The four lines which follow are the traditional ones , and they form part of " The pleasant History of Jack Horner , containing his witty Tricks and ...
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... kill the carrion crow . " Sing heigho , " & c . The tailor shot , and missed his mark , And shot the old sow through the heart- 66 Sing heigho , " & c . LXVIII . [ Another version of one given p . 23. ] THERE was an old woman sat ...
... kill the carrion crow . " Sing heigho , " & c . The tailor shot , and missed his mark , And shot the old sow through the heart- 66 Sing heigho , " & c . LXVIII . [ Another version of one given p . 23. ] THERE was an old woman sat ...
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... kill'd your cat for it , father Francis . O a very great sin indeed , Mrs. Sheckleton , you must do penance . What penance , father Francis ? Kiss me . O no , O yes , O no , O yes , & c . ad libitum . CCXV . [ Children hunting bats ...
... kill'd your cat for it , father Francis . O a very great sin indeed , Mrs. Sheckleton , you must do penance . What penance , father Francis ? Kiss me . O no , O yes , O no , O yes , & c . ad libitum . CCXV . [ Children hunting bats ...
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... kill , says Robin to Bobbin ; What shall we kill , says Richard to Robin What shall we kill , says John all alone` ; What shall we kill , says every one . ; We'll shoot at that wren , says Robin to Bobbin ; We'll shoot at that wren ...
... kill , says Robin to Bobbin ; What shall we kill , says Richard to Robin What shall we kill , says John all alone` ; What shall we kill , says every one . ; We'll shoot at that wren , says Robin to Bobbin ; We'll shoot at that wren ...
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... kill rat ; rat won't gnaw rope , & c . But the cat said , to her , If you will go to yonder cow , and fetch me a saucer of milk ; I will kill the rat . So away went the old woman to the cow . “ But the cow said to her , If you will go ...
... kill rat ; rat won't gnaw rope , & c . But the cat said , to her , If you will go to yonder cow , and fetch me a saucer of milk ; I will kill the rat . So away went the old woman to the cow . “ But the cow said to her , If you will go ...
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Стр. 179 - 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.
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Стр. 132 - 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?
Стр. 27 - The boar's head in hand bear I, Bedeck'd with bays and rosemary ; And I pray you, my masters, be merry Quot estis in convivio. Caput apri defero, Reddens laudes domino.
Стр. 63 - SO now is come our joyful'st feast; Let every man be jolly, Each room with ivy leaves is drest, And every post with holly. Though some churls at our mirth repine, Round your foreheads garlands twine, Drown sorrow in a cup of wine, And let us all be merry. Now, all our neighbours...
Стр. 5 - Then came the Holy One, blessed be He ! And killed the Angel of Death, That killed the butcher, That slew the ox, That drank the water, That quenched the fire, That burned the staff, That beat the dog, That bit the cat, That ate the kid That my father bought For two pieces of money: A kid, a kid.
Стр. 95 - As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives, Every wife had seven sacks, Every sack had seven cats, Every cat had seven kits— Kits, cats, sacks, and wives, How many were going to St. Ives?
Стр. 46 - Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened, The birds began to sing; Wasn't that a dainty dish To set before the king?
Стр. 64 - Young men and maids, and girls and boys, Give life to one another's joys; And you anon shall by their noise Perceive that they are merry.
Стр. 9 - Pussy cat, pussy cat, where have you been? I've been to London to look at the queen. Pussy cat, pussy cat, what did you there?