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THE
ADVENTURES
OF THE
LITTLE WOMAN,
HER DOG AND THE PEDLAR.


MARKS'S EDITION.


[Illustration]


LONDON
Printed and Published by S. MARKS and SONS.
72, Houndsditch, Bishopsgate Street.




THE
ADVENTURES
OF THE
LITTLE WOMAN,
HER DOG AND THE PEDLAR.


[Illustration]

There was a little woman,
As I have heard tell,
She went to market,
Her Eggs for to sell.

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She went to Market,
All on a Market day,
And she fell asleep,
On the King's highway.

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By came a Pedlar,
His name it was Stout,
And he cut her petticoats,
All round about.

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He cut her Petticoats
Up to her knees,
Which made the little woman
Began for to freeze.

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When this little woman,
Began to awake,
She began to shiver,
And she began to shake.

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She began to shake,
And she began to cry,
"Goodness mercy on me,
Sure this is not I!"

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"But if this be I,
As I hope it be,
I have a little dog at home,
And he will know me."

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"And if this be I,
He will wag his tail,
But if it's not I,
He will bark and wail."

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When this little woman,
Came home in the dark,
Up starts the little dog,
And began for to bark.

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He began to bark,
And she began to cry,
"Goodness mercy on me,
'Tis surely not I!"

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The dog ceased to bark,
The woman then did cry;
"Goodness mercy on me,
Now I know this is I!"




POETRY.


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LOVE BETWEEN BROTHERS AND SISTERS

1.

What-ev-er brawls dis-turb the street,
There should be peace at home:
Where sis-ters dwell, and bro-thers meet
Quar-rels should nev-er come.


2.

Birds in their lit-tle nests a-gree;
And 'tis a shame-ful sight
When chil-dren of one fam-i-ly
Fall out, and chide, and fight.


3.

The wise will make their an-ger cool,
At least be-fore 'tis night;
But in the bo-som of a fool
It burns till morn-ing light.


4.

Par-don, O Lord, our child-ish rage,
Our lit-tle brawls re-move,
That, as we grow to ri-per age,
Our hearts may all be love.




Transcriber's Note

Minor punctuation errors have been corrected without note.







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