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THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN, SHE LIVED IN A SHOE.




BTAINING ALL THAT HAVE EVER COME TO LIGHT I



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Illustrated tlirougliout



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PUBLISHED BY JAMES MILLER,

647 BROADWAY.




lOTHEE GOOSE'S MELODIES,



CONTAINING



ALL THAT HAVE EVER COME TO LIGHT



WITHOUT ABRIDGEMENT,

ILLUSTRATED THROUGHOUT WITH ENGRAVINGS.




NEW YOEK:
PUBLISHED BY JAMES MILLER,

(SUCCESSOR TO O. S. FEAN01S it OO.,)

647 BROADWAY.




Entered according to Act of Congress, In the year 1869, by

JAMES MILLER,

In the Clerk'a Office of the United States District Court, for
the Southern District of New York.





MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIES.




PAT- A-CAKE, pat-a-cake, bak^s man ;
So I will, master, as fast as l?fcan :
Pat it, and pick it, and mark it with B,
Put it in the oven for Baby and me.

WHEN I was a little boy, I washed my
mammy's dishes,
Now I am a great boy I roll in golden riches.



MOTHER GOOSEYS MELODIES.

FOR every evil under the sun,
There is a remedy, or there is none.
If there be one, try and find it ;
If there be none, never mind it.

IF a man who turnips cries,
Cries not when his father dies,
It is a proof that he would rather
Have a turnip than his father.

PEAS-PUDDING hot, peas-pudding cold,
Peas-pudding in the pot nine days old.
Some like it hot, some like i it cold,
Some like it in the pot, nine days old.

AS I was going along, long, long,
A singing a comical song, song, song,
The lane that I went was so long, long, long,
And the song that I sung was so long, long,

long,
And so I went singing along.

ROUND about, round about, gooseberry-
pie,
My father loves good ale, and so do I.

TELL-TALE, tit ! your tongue shall be slit,
And all the dogs in the town shall have
a little bit!



MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIES.



WILLIE boy, Willie boy,
Where are you going?
let us go with you,
This sunshiny day.




I'm going to the

meadow,
To see them a

mowing,
Fm going to help

the girls
Turn the new hay.




npHERE was a little man,

J- And he had a little gun,

And his bullets were made of lead,

He shot John Sprig

Through the middle of his wig,

And knocked it right off his head.



T7INEGAR, veal, and venison,
V Are very good victuals I vow.



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.




JACK and Jill went up the hill,

To fetch a pail of water ;
Jack fell down, and broke his crown.

And Jill came tumbling a'ter.



PUSSY sits behind the log, how can she be fair ?
Then comes in the little dog, pussy, are you there ?
So, so, dear mistress Pussv, pray tell me how you do ?
I thank you, little dog, Fm very well just now.

THE little black dog ran round the house.

And set the bull a roaring.
And drove the monkey in the boat,

Who set the oars a rowing,
And scared the cock upon the rock,

Who crack' d his throat with crowing.



MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIfiS.




BOYS and gMs come out to play,
The moon does shine as bright as day,
Leave your supper, and leave your sleep,
And meet your playfellows in the street.
Come with a whoop, and come with a call,
And come with a good will, or not at all.
Up the ladder and down the wall,
A halfpenny loaf will serve us all.
You find milk and Til find flour,
And we'll have a pudding in half an hour.

DAFFY-DOWN-DILLY has come up to
town,
In a green petticoat and a bright yellow

gown,
And her little blue eyes are peeping around.



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.




THREE children sliding on the ice,

Upon a summer's day ;
It so fell out, they all fell in,

The rest they ran away.

Now had these children been at home,

Or sliding on dry ground,
Ten thousand pounds to one penny,

They had not all been drown'd.

You parents that have children dear,
And eke you that have none,

If you would have them safe abroad,
Pray keep them safe at home.



CHARLEY loves good cake and ale,
Charley loves good candy,

Charley loves to kiss the girls,
When they are clean and handy.



MOTHER GOOSEYS MELODIES.




CROSS patch,
Draw the latch,

Sit by the fire and spin ;
Take a cup,
And drink it up,

Then call your neighbors in-



IN fir tar is,
In oak none is.
In mud eel is,
In clay none is,
Goat eat ivy,
Mare eat oats.



WHAT care I how black I be,
Twenty pounds will marry me ;
If twenty won't, forty shall,
I am my mother's bouncing girl



THE man in the moon came down too soon
To inquire the way to Norridge ;

The man in the south, he burnt his mouth
With eating cold plum-porridge.



10



MOTHER GOOSEYS MELODIES.




When I was a bachelor, I lived by myself,
And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon the shelf
But the rats and the mice they made such a strife.
I was forced to go to London to get myself a wife :
The roads were so bad, and the lanes were so narrow,
I was forced to take my wife home in a wheelbarrow.
The wheelbarrow broke, and my wife had a fall,
Down came the wheelbarrow, my wife and all.




LITTLE Jack Homer

Sat in a corner,
Eating a Christmas pie ;

He put in his thumb

And pull'd out a plum,
And said, " What a brave boy am T I "



MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIES.



11




A MAN" went hunting at Eeigate,
And wished to jump over a high gate ;
Says the owner, " Go round,
With your horse and your hound,
For you never shall leap over my gate."



12



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES-



HET my kitten, my kitten,
And hey my kitten my
deary,

Such a sweet pet as this
Was neither far nor neary.

Here we go up, up, up,
And here we go down, down,

downy,

Here we go backward and for-
ward,

And here we go round,
round, roundy.

Where was a jewel and pretty,
Where was a sugar and

JF spicy ?

Hush a bye baby in the cradle,
And well go abroad in a tricy.

Did his papa torment it ?

And vex his own baby will he ?
Give me a hand and HI beat him,

With your red coral and whistle.

Here we go up, up, up,

And here we go down, down, downy,
And here we go backward and forward,

And here we go round, round, roundy.




MOTHER GOOSES MELODIES.



13







TO market, to market, to buy a fat pig,
Home again, home again, jiggety jig.
To market, to market, to buy a fat hog,
Home again, home again, jiggety jog.

IF you are to be a gentleman, as I suppose
you to be,

You'll neither laugh nor smile for a tickling
of the knee.

"DIGADOON, rigadoon, now let him fly,
li Sit upon mother's foot, jump him up
high.



14 MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIES

THERE was an old woman of Leeds,
Who spent all her time in good deeds ;

She worked for the poor,

Till her fingers were sore,
This pious old woman of Leeds !

MISS one, two, and three could never agree,
While they gossiped round a tea-caddy.



A DUCK and a drake,

A nice barley cake,
With a penny to pay the old baker ;

A. hop and a scotch,

Is another notch,
Slitherum, slatherum, take her.



HUSH-A-BTE, baby, upon the tree-top,
When the wind blows t the cradle will rock :
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,
Down tumble cradle and baby and all.

UP she goes and down she comes,
If you haven't got apples, I'll give you some
plums.






MOTHER GOOSEYS MELODIES.



15




THERE was a cobbler clowting shooD,
WTien they were mended, they were done.

There was a monkey climbed up a tree,
When he fell down, then down fell he.

There was a butcher cut his thumb,
When it did bleed, then blood did come.

There was a navy went into Spain,
When it returned, it came again.



16 MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIES.

HPHERE was an old woman lived under the

hill,

And if she's not gone she lives there still.
Baked apples she sold, and cranberry pies,
And she's the old woman that never told lies.

VASH me and comb me,
And lay me down softly,
And set me .on a bank to dry,

That I may look pretty,
When some one comes by.

MATTHEW, Mark, Luke, and John,
Guard the bed that I lay on !
Pour corners to my bed,
Four angels round my head;
One to watch, one to pray,
And two to bear my soul away !

WHEN the wind is in the east,
'Tis neither good for man nor beast :
When the wind is in the north,
The skillful fisher goes not forth;
When the wind is in the south,
It blows the bait in the fishes' mouth;
When the wind is in the west,
Then 'tis at the very best.



MOTHER GOOSEYS MELODIES.



17




, let's to bed/' says Sleepy-head;
" Tarry a while/' says Slow ;
"Put on the pot/' says Greedy-gut,
"We'll sup before we go/'

OH, dear, what can the matter be !
Two old women got up in an apple-tree ;

One came down,
And the other staid up till Saturday.

SEE-SAW, Margery-daw,
Harry shall have a new master ;
He shall have but a penny a day,
Because he won't work any faster.



18



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.




BONNY lass ! bonny

lass!

Will you be mine ?
Ton shall neither wash

dishes

Nor serve the wine,
But sit on a cushion

And sew up a seam,
And you shall have straw-
berries,
Sugar, and cream




CRIPPLE Dick upon a stick,
And Sandy on a sow,

Riding away to Galloway,
To buy a pound o' woo.



THE little priest of Felton,
The little priest of Felton,
He kill'd a mouse within his house,
And ne'er a one to help him.



MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIES.



10




Mary had a pretty bird,

Feathers bright and yellow,
Slender legs, upon my word

He was a pretty fellow.
The sweetest notes he always sung,

Which much delighted Mary
And often where the cage was hung,

She stood to hear Canary.



20



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.







SNAIL ! snail ! coine out of your hole,
Or else I'll beat you as black as a coal.
Snail ! snail ! put in your head,
Or else Til beat you till you're dead.

MISTRESS MARY, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow ?
With silver bells and cockle shells,
And cowslips all a row.

HOP away, skip away, my baby wants to
play.
My baby wants to play every day.



MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIES.



21



[ A Song set to fin-
gers or toes.]

i. nnnis pig

went to
market ;



T




2. This pig staid
at home;

3. This pig had
plenty to eat,

4. But this pig
had none;

5. And this little
pig said, "Wee,
wee, wee!"

All the way home.



flHARLEY WAG,

\J Ate the pudding and left the bag.



HUSH-A-BYE, baby, daddy is near,
Mammy's a lady, and that's very clear



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.




ONCE I saw a little bird come hop, hop, hop ;
So 1 cried, little bird, will you stop, stop, stop ?
And was going to the window to say how do you do?
But he shook his little tail, and far away he flew.



A DONKEY walks
on four legs,

And I walk on two ;
| The last donkey I
saw

Was very like you,




MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.



23




BOW, wow, wow, whose dog are thou ?
Little Tom Tinker's dog, bow, wow, wow.

T)LOW, wind, blow ! and go, mill, go !

JJ That the miller may grind his corn;

That the baker may take it,

And into rolls make it,

And send us some hot in the morn.



JENNY, good spinner,
Come down to your dinner,
And taste the leg of a

frog;

Then all you good people.
/ Look over the sseeple,
And see the cat play with

the dog.




24



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.




TOM, Tom, the piper's son,

Stole a pig and away he run.

The pig was eat, and Tom was beat,

And Tom ran crying down the street.



Oh, madam, I will give you the keys of my chest,
To count my gold and silver when I am gone to rest,
If you will but walk abroad with me,
If you will but talk with me.

Oh, sir, I will accept of the keys of your chest,

To count your gold and silver when you are gone to rest,

And I will walk abroad with thee,

And I will talk with thee I



ONE a penny, two a penny, hot cross-buns ;

If your daughters do not like them, give them to your

sons.

But if you should have none of these pretty little elves.
You cannot do better than to eat them yourselves.



MOTHER GOOSEYS MELODIES.



25




PUSST-CAT eat the dumplings, the dumplings
Pussy-cat eat the dumplings.

Mamma stood by,

And cried, Oh, fie !
Why did you eat the dumplings?




TO makeyour candles last

for aye,
You wives and maids give

ear-o !
To put 'em out's the only

way,
Says honest John Boldero.



26



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.




SWING swong, the days are long ;

Up hill and down dale ; butter is made in every vaie ;

And if that Nancy Cook is a good girl,

She shall have a spouse, and make butter anon,

Before her old grandmother grows a young man.

AS I was going by Charing Cross,
I saw a black man upon a black horse ;
They told me it was King Charles the First ;
Oh dear 1 my heart was ready to burst !



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.



27




rp HIS is the way
J- the ladies ride;
Tri, tre, tre, tree,
Tri, tre, tre, tree.
This is the way the

ladies ride,
Tri, tre, tre, tree,

tri-tre-tre-tree!



This is the way the
gentlemen ride ;

Gallop-a-trot,

Gallop-a-trot!

This is the way the
gentlemen ride ;

Gallop- a-gallop-a
trot!



This is the way the
farmers ride;

Hobbledy-hoy,

Hobbledy-hoy !

This is the way the
farmers ride,

Hobbledy,hobble-
dy-hoy!



28



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIFS.




ONE misty, moisty morning,

When cloudy was the weather,
I chanced to meet an old man clothed all in leather.
He began to compliment, and I began to grin,

How do you do, and how do you do 4 ?

And how do you do again ?

FATHER SHOET same 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.



MOTHER GOOSEYS MELODIES.



29







A PIE sat on a pear

tree,
A pie sat on a pear

tree,
A pie sat on a pear

tree,
Heigh 1 heigh 1

heigh !
Once so merrily

hopp'd she,
Twice so merrily

hopp'd she,
Thrice so merrily

hopp'd she,
Heigh 0! heigh 0!

heigh 0!



I HAVE a little sister, they call her Peep, Peep,
She wades in the water, deep; deep, deep,
She climbs up the mountains, high, high, high ;
My poor little sister she has but one eye !



THE king of France, with twenty thousand men,
March'd up the hill, and then march'd back again.



30 MOTHER GOOSE ? S MELODIES

I HAD a little pony,

His name was Dapple Gray,
I lent him to a lady,

To ride a mile away.

She whipp'd him, she lash'd him,
She rode him through the mire ;

I would not lend my pony now
For all the lady's hire.

SEE a pin and pick it up.

All the day you'll have good luck ;

See a pin and let it lay,

Bad luck you'll have all the day !

BARNABY BRIGHT he was a sharp cur,
He always would bark if a mouse did but stir ;
But now he's grown old, and can no longer bark,
He's condemn'd by the parson to be hang'd by the clei k.

THE man in the wilderness asked me
How many strawberries grew in the sea ?
I answered him as I thought good,
As many as red herrings grew in the wood.



MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIES.

rpHERE was a fat man of Bombay,

Who was smoking one sunshiny day,

When a bird, called a snipe,

Flew away with his pipe,
Which vexed the fat man of Bombay.



31




rFHIRTY days hath September,
April, June, and November ;
February has twenty-eight alone,
And the rest have thirty-one,
Excepting leap-year, that's the time,
When February's days are twenty-nine.

BELL horses, bell horses,
What time of day?
One o'clock, two o'clock,
Off and away.



32 MOTHER GOOSEYS MELODIES.

BAT, bat, come under my hat,
And I will give you a slice of bacon,
And when I bake, Til give you a cake,
If I am not mistaken.

PUSSY-CAT, pussy-cat, where have you
been?

I've been to London to see the Queen.
Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, what did you there?
I frightened a little mouse under the chair.




TACK SPRAT could eat no fat,
J His wife could eat no lean ;
And so, betwixt them both, you see,
They lick'd the platter clean.

OMILING girls, rosy boys,
O Come and buy my little toys,
Monkeys made of gingerbread,
And sugar horses painted red



MOTHER GOOSEYS MELODIES.



33




TO market, to market, to buy a plum-bun :
Home again, come again, market is done.



HUSH a bye, baby, on the tree top,
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock ;
When the bough bends, the cradle will fall,
Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all.



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.




TTPON my word and honor,

As I was going to Bonner,
I met a pig without a wig,
Upon my word and honor.



OATURDAY night shall be my whole care,
To powder my locks and curl my hair ;
On Sunday morning my love will come in,
And marry me then with a pretty gold ring.



MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIES. 35

I HAD a little dog, they called him Buff,
I sent him to the shop for a hap'orth of
snuff:

But he lost the bag, and spilt the snuff
So take that cuff, and that's enough.

HARK ! hark ! the dogs do bark,
Beggars are coming to town,
Some in jags, and some in rags,
And some in velvet gown.

T ADY-BIRD, lady-bird,
-LJ Fly away hom.e,
Your house is on fire,
Your children will burn.

DANCE, little baby, dance up high,
Never mind, baby, mother is nigh ;
Crow and caper, caper and crow ;
There, little baby, there you go.
Up to the ceiling, down to the ground,
Backwards and forwards, round and round ;
Dance, little baby, and mother will sing,
With the merry coral, ding, ding, ding !

COLD and raw the north winds blow,
Bleak in the morning early ;
All the hills are covered with snow,
And winter's now come fairly.



36



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.




PEETTT flower, tell ine

why,
All your leaves do open

wide
Every morning, when on

high
The noble sun begins to

ride.

This is why, my lady fair,
If you would the reason

know,
For betimes the pleasant

air

Very cheerfully doth
blow.

And the birds on every tree
Sing a merry, merry tune,

And the busy honey-bee
Comes to suck my sugar
soon.

This is all the reason why
I my little leaves undo :

Lady, lady, wake and try
If I have not told yon
true.



MOTHER GOOSEYS MELODIES.



37




Taffy was a Welshman,

Taffy was a thief,
Taffy came to my house,

Ajnd stole a piece of beef.
I went to Taffy's house,

Taffy wasn't at home,
Taffy came to my house,

And stole a marrow bone
I went to Taffy's house,

Taffy was in bed,
I took the marrow bone,

And beat about his head.



38



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.



The damsels are churning for curds and whey ;
The damsels are churning for curds and whey ;
The lads in the fields are making hay,
With a hop, step, and a jump.




THERE was an old woman had

nothing,
And there came thieves to

rob her ;
When she cried out she made

no noise,

But all thje country heard
her,

YOU shall have an apple,
You shall have a plum ;

You shall have a rattle-basket,
When your dad comes home.

A COW and a calf,
An ox and a half,
Forty good shillings and three,
Is not that enough tocher
For a shoemaker's daughter,
A bonny lass with a black
e'e?



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.




LITTLE maid, pretty maid,

whither goest thou?
Down in the forest to milk

my cow.
I Shall I go with thee ? No.

not now ;
When I send for thee, then

come thou.



i LITTLE lad, little lad r
where wast thou bom ?

Far off, in Lancashire, under
a thorn,

Where they sup sour milk ID
a ram's horn.



40



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.




SOME little mice
sat in a barn
to spin.

Pussy came by,
and she popped
her head in ;
"Shall I come in
and cut your
threads off?"



" Oh no, kind sir, you will snap our heads
off."

LITTLE Robin Redbreast sat upon a rail :
Niddle noddle went his head, and wag-
gle went his tail.

THERE was a piper who had a cow,
But he had no hay to give her ;
So he took his pipes and played a tune.,
Consider, old cow, consider !



MOTHEE GOOSE'S MELODIES.




OOSEY, goosey, gander, whither shall I wander ?
Up stairs, and down stairs, and in my lady's chamber.
There I met an old man who would not say his prayers ;
I took him by the left leg, and threw him down stairs.



42 MOTHER GOOSEYS MELODIES.

DIDDLE, diddle, dumpling, my son John
Went to bed with his breeches on ;
One shoe off, the other shoe on,
Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John.

ONCE in my life I married a wife,
And where do you think I found her ?
On Gretna Green, in velvet sheen,

And I took up a stick to pound her.
She jumped over a barberry-bush,

And I jumped over a timber :
I showed her a gay gold ring,
And she showed me her finger.

rpHERE was a rat, for want of stairs,
-L Went down a rope to say his prayers.

IF all the world was apple-pie,
And all the sea was ink,
And all the trees were bread and cheese

What should we have to drink ?
It's enough to make an old man
Scratch his head and think.

DINGTY, diddledy, my mammy's maid,
She stole oranges, I am afraid.
Some in her pocket, some in her sleeve,
She stole oranges, I do believe.



MOTHER GOOSEYS MELODIES. 43




DID you not hear of Betty Pringle's pig?
It was not very little nor yet very big ;
The pig sat down upon a dung-hill,
And there poor piggy he made his will.

Betty Pringle came to see this pretty pig
That was not very little nor yet very big ;
This little piggy it lay down and died,
And Betty Pringle sat down and cried.

Then Johnny Pringle buried this very pretty pig;
That was not very little nor yet very big.
So here's an end of the song of all three,
Johnny Pringle, Betty Pringle, and little Piggy.

THE Quaker's wife got up to bake,

Her children all about her,
She gave them every one a cake,

And the miller wants his moulter.



44 MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIES.

THE white dove sat on the castle wall,
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.



s



EE, see ! what shall I see?

A horse's head where his tail should be.



THERE were three crows sat on a stone,
Fal la, la, la, lal, de,
Two flew away, and then there was one,

Fal la, la, la, lal, de,
The other crow finding himself alone,
Fal la, la, la, lal, de.

He flew away, and then there was none,
Fal la, la, la, lal, de.

rE lion and the unicorn
Were fighting for the crown
The lion beat the unicorn

All about the town.
Some gave them white bread,
And some gave them brown,
Some gave them plum-cake,
And sent them out of town.



MOTHER GOOSEYS MELODIES.




THEEE was an old man,

And he had a calf;

And that's half;
He took him out of the stall,
And tied him to the wall ;

And that's all.




SNAIL! snail! come out

of your hole,
Or else I'll beat you as black

as a coal.



A LITTLE boy and a little girl

Lived in an alley.
Said the little boy to the little girl,

Shall I? oh, shall I?
Said the little girl to the little boy,

What will you do?
Said the little boy to the little girl,

I will kiss you.




MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.




SIMPLE Simon met a pieman

Going to the fair :
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,

" Let me taste your ware."

Says the pieman to Simple Simon,
" Show me first your penny."

Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
" Indeed I have not any."



MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.



47




THERE was a jolly miller
Lived on the river Dee,
He looked upon his pillow,
And there he saw a flea
Oh! Mr. Flea,
You have been biting me,
And you must die :

So he cracked his bones

Upon the stones,
And there he let him lie.

ST. DUNSTAN, as the story goes,
Once pulled the tempter by the nose,
With red-hot tongs, which made him

roar,
That he was heard ten miles or more.




LITTLE girl, little girl, where

have you been ?
Gathering roses to give to the

Queen.
Little girl, little girl, what

gave she you ?
She gave me a diamond as big

as my shoe.



48 MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.

JOHN O'Gudgeon he was a wild man,
He whipt his children now and then :
When he whipt them he made them dance.
Out of Ireland into France.



p OOSEY goosey gander,

UT Whither dost thou wander ?

Up stairs, down stairs,

In my lady's chamber :
There I met an old man,

Who would not say his prayers ;
I took him by the left leg,

And threw him down stairs.



UP in the green orchard there is a green
tree,

The finest of pippins that ever you see :
The apples are ripe, and ready to fall,
And Reuben and Robin shall gather them all.

T AZY Tom with jacket blue,

Lj Stole his father's gouty shoe.

The worst of harm that dad can wish him,

Is that his gouty shoe may fit him.

rjlHREE straws on a staff,

JL Would make a baby cry and laugh.



MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIES.



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"TTTHEKE are you going to, my pretty maid ?

* * I am going a milking, sir, she said.
May I go with you, my pretty maid ?
You're kindly welcome, sir, she said.



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MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES.




KOBIN the Bobbin the

big-bellied Ben,
He ate more meat than

fourscore men ;
He ate a cow, he ate a


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