LET DOGS DELIGHT TO BARK AND BITE.

Let dogs delight to bark and bite,

For God hath made them so;

Let bears and lions growl and fight,

For ’tis their nature to.

But, little children, you should never let

Such angry passions rise;

Your little hands were never made

To tear each other’s eyes.

—Isaac Watts.

Bless You, Bless You.

Bless you, bless you, burnie bee;

Say, when will your wedding be?

If it be to-morrow day,

Take your wings and fly away.

Ding dong bell, pussy’s in the well!

Who put her in?—Little Johnny Green.

Who pulled her out?—Big Johnny Stout.

What a naughty boy was that

To drown poor pussy cat,

Who never did him any harm,

But killed the mice in his father’s barn!

Leg over leg, as the dog went to Dover,

When he came to a stile, hop he went over.

A little cock-sparrow sat on a tree,

Looking as happy as happy could be,

Till a boy came by, with his bow and arrow.

Says he, “I will shoot the little cock-sparrow.

His body will make me a nice little stew,

And his giblets will make me a little pie, too.”

Says the little cock-sparrow, “I’ll be shot if I stay,”

So he clapped his wings, and flew away.