A History of the Cries of London, Ancient and Modern

by Charles Hindley

Past twelve o’clock, and a cloudy morning! Past twelve o’clock; and mind, I give you warning!

The City Watchman.

Past twelve o’clock, and a moonlight night! Past twelve o’clock, and the stars shine bright! Past twelve o’clock, your doors are all fast like you! Past twelve o’clock, and I’ll soon be fast, too!

Young Lambs to sell! Young Lambs to sell! Young Lambs to sell! Young Lambs to sell!

Young Lambs to Sell.

Young Lambs to sell! Young Lambs to sell! Two a penny, Young Lambs to sell; If I’d as much money as I could tell, I wouldn’t cry young Lambs to sell.