| HANDY Spandy, Jack a-dandy, Loves plum-cake and sugar-candy; He bought some at a grocer's shop, And out he came, hop-hop-hop. THERE was a little girl who had a little curl Right in the middle of her forehead; When she was good, she was very, very good, And when she was bad she was horrid. THE greedy man is he who sits And bites bits out of plates, Or else takes up an almanac And gobbles all the dates. |
| ONE, he loves; two, he loves; Three, he loves, they say; Four, he loves with all his heart; Five, he casts away. Six, he loves; seven, she loves; Eight, they both love. Nine, he comes; ten, he tarries; Eleven, he courts; twelve, he marries. HUSH, baby, my doll, I pray you, don't cry, And I'll give you some bread, and some milk by-and-bye; Or, perhaps, you like custard, or, maybe, a tart, Then to either you are welcome, with all my heart. |
| AN old woman lived in Nottingham town, |
| Who owned a small house, and painted it brown; |
| And yet this old woman grew crazy with fright, |
| Lest some one should burn her house in the night. |
BRYAN O'Lin and his wife, and wife's mother, |
| They all went over the bridge together: |
| The bridge broke down, and they all fell in,— |
| The deuce go with all! said Bryan O'Lin. |
LITTLE Miss Lily, you're dreadfully silly |
| To wear such a very long skirt: |
| If you take my advice, you would hold it up nice |
| And not let it trail in the dirt. |
| LADY-BUG, lady-bug, Fly away home, Your house is on fire, Your children will burn. A SWARM of bees in May Is worth a load of hay; A swarm of bees in June Is worth a silver spoon; A swarm of bees in July Is not worth a fly. |
