BUTTERCUPS.

The buttercups with shining face

Smile upward as I pass.

They seem to lighten all the place

Like sunshine in the grass.

And though not glad nor gay was I

When first they came in view;

I find when I have passed them by,

That I am smiling, too.

—Sarah F. Day.

As I Was Going o’er Westminster Bridge.

As I was going o’er Westminster Bridge,

I met with a Westminster scholar;

He pulled off his cap an’ drew off his glove,

And wished me a very good morrow.

What is his name?

Margery Mutton-pie and Johnny Bo-peep,

They met together in Gracechurch-street;

In and out, in and out, over the way,

Oh! says Johnny, ’tis chop-nose day.

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.”

Simple Simon went a-fishing

For to catch a whale;

All the water he had got

Was in his mother’s pail.

Simple Simon went to look

If plums grew on a thistle;

He pricked his fingers very much,

Which made poor Simon whistle.