The ball is ours, it is not yours,
And we’ve the right to keep it.
[When the right one is guessed—]
The ball is yours, it is not ours,
And you’ve the right to keep it.
—Barnes, Surrey (A. B. Gomme).
The lady Queen Anne she sat in a tan (sedan),
As fair as a lily, as white as a swan;
The Queen of Morocco she sent you a letter,
So please to read one.
I won’t read one except them all,
So please, Miss ——, deliver the ball.
—Hersham, Surrey (Folk-lore Record, v. 87).
Queen Ann, Queen Ann,
She sits in the sun,
As fair as a lily, and bright as one;
King George has sent you three letters,
And desires you to read one.