LONDON: ROUTLEDGE, WARNE, and ROUTLEDGE.
| A Frog he would a-wooing go, |
| Whether his mother would let him or no. |
Off he set with his opera-hat. |
| On the road he met with a Rat. |
| "Pray, Mr. Rat, will you go with me, |
| Kind Mrs. Mousey for to see?" |
They soon arrived at Mousey's hall. |
| They gave a loud tap, and they gave a loud call. |
| "Pray, Mrs. Mouse, are you within?" |
| "Yes, kind sirs, and sitting to spin." |
"Pray, Mrs. Mouse, now give us some beer, |
| That Froggy and I may have good cheer." |
| "Pray, Mr. Frog, will you give us a song? |
| Let the subject be something that's not very long." |
"Indeed, Mrs. Mouse," replied the Frog, |
| "A cold has made me as hoarse as a hog." |
| "Since you have caught cold, Mr. Frog," Mousey said, |
| "I'll sing you a song that I have just made." |
As they were in glee and merrymaking, |
| A Cat and her kittens came tumbling in. |
| The Cat she seized the Rat by the crown, |
| The kittens they pulled the little Mouse down. |
This put Mr. Frog in a terrible fright, |
| He took up his hat, and he wished them good night. |
| As Froggy was crossing it over a brook, |
| A lilywhite Duck came and gobbled him up. |
So here is an end of one, two, three— |
| The Rat, the Mouse, and little Froggy. |
