The Nursery Rhymes of England: Collected Chiefly from Oral TraditionJ.R. Smith, 1846 - 240 Seiten |
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... gone . Robin Hood , Robin Hood , Is telling his beads , All in the green wood , Among the green weeds . Little John , Little John , If he comes no more , Robin Hood , Robin Hood , He will fret full sore ! IV . [ The following lines were ...
... gone . Robin Hood , Robin Hood , Is telling his beads , All in the green wood , Among the green weeds . Little John , Little John , If he comes no more , Robin Hood , Robin Hood , He will fret full sore ! IV . [ The following lines were ...
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... gone to the king ! Some they did laugh , some they did cry , To see the parliament soldiers pass by . XVIII . HIGH ding a ding , and ho ding a ding , The parliament soldiers are gone to the king ; Some with new beavers , some with new ...
... gone to the king ! Some they did laugh , some they did cry , To see the parliament soldiers pass by . XVIII . HIGH ding a ding , and ho ding a ding , The parliament soldiers are gone to the king ; Some with new beavers , some with new ...
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... gone , then there was none . There was an old wife did eat an apple , When she had eat two , she had eat a couple . There was a horse going to the mill , When he went on , he stood not still . There was a butcher cut his thumb , When it ...
... gone , then there was none . There was an old wife did eat an apple , When she had eat two , she had eat a couple . There was a horse going to the mill , When he went on , he stood not still . There was a butcher cut his thumb , When it ...
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... gone ? Cock me cary , & c . Sir , there's been a worthy gentleman , Kitty alone , & c . Sir , there's been a worthy gentleman , That's been here since you've been gone , Cock me cary , & c . The frog he came whistling through the brook ...
... gone ? Cock me cary , & c . Sir , there's been a worthy gentleman , Kitty alone , & c . Sir , there's been a worthy gentleman , That's been here since you've been gone , Cock me cary , & c . The frog he came whistling through the brook ...
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... I bend my bow and shoot her I shall ; I put her in my glove both feathers and all ; I laid my bridle upon the shelf , If you will any more , sing it yourself . CXIII . WOOLEY FOSTER has gone to sea , With 64 NURSERY RHYMES .
... I bend my bow and shoot her I shall ; I put her in my glove both feathers and all ; I laid my bridle upon the shelf , If you will any more , sing it yourself . CXIII . WOOLEY FOSTER has gone to sea , With 64 NURSERY RHYMES .
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apple baby ball bawbie baps birds bought carrion crow Catskin Catskin robe Cock me cary dame Dance o'er daughter dead dear ding DOCTOR Foster e-oh eggs fat tripe father fiddle flew frog gay lady girl goose head heart heigh JACK SPRAT John John Ball John Crowder Johnny jump'd king king of France kiss Kitty lady lee legs lived lol de riddle Lond lord maid mammy married merry milk mouse never night nose nursery o'er my lady old razor old woman PAT-A-CAKE play poor Pray pretty queen Quoth rhyme ride ring Robert of Gloucester Robin Hood round Say the bells shoe shot Simple Simon sing SOLOMON GRUNDY stick stole Taffy tail tell thee There's thou Thumb Tidy Tom Thumb took toone town tree twine wash whistle wife wood Wooley Foster
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Seite 43 - A MAN of words and not of deeds Is like a garden full of weeds...
Seite 92 - OLD Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard, To get her poor dog a bone: But when she got there The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none.
Seite 1 - 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.
Seite 15 - 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?
Seite 76 - 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?
Seite 204 - Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Seite 69 - Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them; Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them.
Seite 64 - THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW he north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then, Poor thing? He'll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing.
Seite 32 - OLD Mother Goose, when She wanted to wander, Would ride through the air On a very fine gander. Mother Goose had a house, 'Twas built in a wood, Where an owl at the door For sentinel stood.
Seite 177 - THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT This is the farmer sowing his corn, That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog That worried the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.