A Century of Parody and Imitation

by Unknown

(JEAN INGELOW)

The auld wife sat at her ivied door,

(Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese)

A thing she had frequently done before;

And her spectacles lay on her aproned knees.

The piper he piped on the hill-top high,

(Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese)

Till the cow said 'I die,' and the goose asked 'Why?'

And the dog said nothing, but searched for fleas.

The farmer he strove through the square farmyard;