487.

Amas, amas, I love a lass,

As a cedar tall and slender;

Sweet cowslips grace her nominative case,
And she's of the feminine gender.

488.

WHEN shall we be married,
My dear Nicholas Wood?
We will be married on Monday,
And will not that be very good?
What, shall we be married no sooner?
Why sure the man's gone wood!*

What shall we have for our dinner,
My dear Nicholas Wood?

We will have bacon and pudding,

And will not that be very good?
What, shall we have nothing more?
Why sure the man's gone wood!

Who shall we have at our wedding,
My dear Nicholas Wood?
We will have mammy and daddy,
And will not that be very good?
What, shall we have nobody else?

Why sure the man 's gone wood!

*Mad. This sense of the word has long been obsolete; and exhibits, therefore, the antiquity of these lines.

489.

PIT, Pat, well-a-day,
Little Robin flew away,

Where can little Robin be?

Gone into the cherry tree.

490.

LAVENDERS blue, dilly, dilly, lavenders green, When I am king, dilly, dilly, you shall be queen; Call up your men, dilly, dilly, set them to work, Some to the plough, dilly, dilly, some to the cart; Some to make hay, dilly, dilly, some to thresh

corn,

Whilst you and I dilly, dilly, keep ourselves warm.

491.

[This should be accompanied by a kind of pantomimic dance, in which the motions of the body and arms express the process of weaying; the motion of the shuttle, &c.]

WEAVE the diaper tick-a-tick tick,

Weave the diaper tick

Come this way, come that,

As close as a mat.

Athwart and across, up and down, round about, And forwards, and backwards, and inside, and

out;

Weave the diaper thick-a-thick thick,

Weave the diaper thick!

The Cock.

The Hen.

493.

Lock the dairy door,
Lock the dairy door!

Chickle, chackle, chee,
I haven't got the key!

U

494.

A GOOD child, a good child,
As I suppose you be,
Never laughed nor smiled

At the tickling of your knee.

495.

[Imitated from a pigeon.]

CURR dhoo, curr dhoo,
Love me, and I'll love you!

496.

WHERE have you been to-day, Billy, my son?
Where have you been to-day, my only man?
I've been a-wooing, mother; make my bed soon,
For I'm sick at heart, and fain would lay down.

What have you ate to-day, Billy, my son?
What have you ate to-day, my only man?
I've ate an eel-pie, mother; make my bed soon,
For I'm sick at heart, and shall die before noon!

497.

HICKUP, hickup, go away y!-
Come again another day;
Hickup, hickup, when I bake,
I'll give to you a butter-cake.

498.

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.

499.

IF wishes were horses,
Beggars would ride;
If turnips were watches,

I would wear one by my side.

500.

A LITTLE boy went into a barn,
And lay down on some hay;
An owl came out, and flew about,
And the little boy ran away!

501.

HANNAH BANTRY in the pantry,
Eating a mutton bone;

How she gnawed it, how she clawed it,
When she found she was alone!

502.

OLD Sir Simon the king,
And young Sir Simon the 'squire,
And old Mrs. Hickabout

Kicked Mrs. Kickabout

Round about our coal fire '