Chinese Mother Goose Rhymes Part 3

Coming from the fair!

Coming from the fair!

We bought a little bottle For our baby over there;

Alas! for we broke it, And we tried to buy another, But the shops were all closed, So we hurried home to mother.

WHAT THE OLD COW SAID

 

A sad old cow to herself once said, While the north wind whistled through her shed: "To head a drum they will take my skin, And they'll file my bones for a big hair-pin, The sc.r.a.ps of bone they will make into dice, And sell them off at a very low price; My sinews they'll make into whips, I wot, And my flesh they'll put in a big soup pot."

WHAT THE OLD CROW SAID

An old black crow sat on a tree, And there he sat and said to me: "Ho, Mr. w.a.n.g, there's a sheep on the hill, Which I wish very much you would catch and kill; You may eat meat three times a day, And I'll eat the parts that you throw away."

BEANS

Pull up your black beans, Pull up your brown, Then light your lamp When the sun goes down.

THE SLOVENLY BOY

If you wear your hat on the side of your head, You'll have a lazy wife 'tis said, If a slouchy coat and slipshod feet, You'll have a wife who loves to eat.

GRAB THE KNEE

One grab silver, Two grabs gold, Three, don't laugh And you'll grow old.

THE PAG.o.dA

The dragon paG.o.da, It touches the sky, The dragon paG.o.da, Thirteen stories high.

THE LITTLE ORPHAN

Like a little withered flower, That is dying in the earth, I am left alone at seven, By her who gave me birth.

With my papa I was happy, But I feared he'd take another, And now my papa's married, And I have a little brother.

And he eats good food, While I eat poor, And cry for my mother, Whom I'll see no more.

MIXED

Just outside my door, I heard someone say, A man bit a dog in a dangerous way; Such a message I n'er for a moment could stand, So I took up the door and I opened my hand, I s.n.a.t.c.hed up the dog I should say double-quick And threw him with all of my force at a brick; The brick--I'm afraid you will not understand-- I found in a moment had bitten my hand; I mounted a chair, on a horse I was borne, I blew on a drum, and I beat on a horn.

THE LITTLE GIRL'S DREAM

There was a little girl and she dreamed, folks say, That her future mother-in-law came one day, And gold and plated presents brought, And a flowered gown and embroidered coat.

PAT A CAKE

Pat a cake, pat a cake, Little girl fair, There's a priest in the temple Without any hair.

You take a tile, And I'll take a brick, And we'll hit the priest In the back of the neck.

THE GREAT WALL