Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes Part 15

Queen Anne, Queen Anne, she sits in the sun, As fair as the lily, as white as the swan: I send you three letters, so pray you read one.

I cannot read one unless I read all; So pray, Master Teddy, deliver the ball.

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.

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There was an old woman tossed up in a basket, Ninety times as high as the moon; And where she was going, I couldn't but ask it, For in her hand she carried a broom.

Old woman, old woman, old woman, quoth I, O whither, O whither, O whither so high?

To sweep the cobwebs off the sky!

Shall I go with you? Ay, by-and-by.

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When I was a bachelor, I lived by myself, And all the meat I got I put upon a shelf; The rats and the mice did lead me such a life, That I went to London, to get myself a wife.

The streets were so broad, and the lanes were so narrow, I could not get my wife home without a wheelbarrow, The wheelbarrow broke, my wife got a fall, Down tumbled wheelbarrow, little wife, and all.

Robin and Richard were two pretty men, They lay in bed till the clock struck ten; Then up starts Robin and looks in the sky, "Oh, brother Richard, the sun's very high!

You go on with bottle and bag, And I'll come after with jolly Jack Nag."

Blow, wind, blow, and go, mill, go, That the miller may grind his corn; That the baker may take it, And into rolls make it, And bring us some hot in the morn.

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Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, And Jack jump over the candlestick.

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Ride a c.o.c.k-horse To Banbury Cross, To see a fine lady Upon a white horse.

Rings on her fingers, Bells on her toes, She shall have music Wherever she goes.

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THE FOX AND THE FARMER.

A FOX jumped up on a moonlight night, The stars were s.h.i.+ning, and all things bright; "Oh, ho!" said the Fox, "it's a very fine night For me to go through the town, heigho!"

The Fox when he came to yonder stile, He lifted his ears, and he listened awhile; "Oh, ho!" said the Fox, "it's but a short mile From this unto yonder town, heigho!"

The Fox when he came to the farmer's gate, Whom should he see but the farmer's Drake; "I love you well for your master's sake, And long to be picking your bones, heigho!"

The grey Goose ran right round the haystack.

"Oh, ho!" said the Fox, "you are very fat; You'll do very well to ride on my back, From this into yonder town, heigho!"

The farmer's wife she jumped out of bed, And out of the window she popped her head; "Oh, husband! oh, husband! the Geese are all dead, For the Fox has been through the town, heigho!"

The farmer he loaded his pistol with lead, And shot the old rogue of a Fox through the head; "Ah, ha!" said the farmer, "I think you're quite dead, And no more you'll trouble the town, heigho!"

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