—Liverpool and neighbourhood (Mrs. Harley).
On the carpet you shall kneel,
As the grass grows in the field;
Stand up, stand up on your feet,
And shew me the girl you love so sweet.
Now Sally’s married I hope she’ll enjoy,
First with a girl and then with a boy;
Seven years old and seven years young,
Pray, young lady, walk out of your ring.
—Derbyshire (Folk-lore Journal, i. 385).
On the carpet you shall kneel,
Where the grass grows fresh and green;
Stand up, stand up on your pretty feet,
And show me the one you love so sweet.
—Berrington (Burne’s Shropshire Folk-lore, p. 509).
[Same ending as Eccleshall version.]
On the carpitt you shall kneel,
While the grass grows in the field;
Stand up, stand up on your feet,
Pick the one you love so sweet.