The Nursery Rhymes of England

by Unknown

My dear cockadoodle, my jewel, my joy,

My darling, my honey, my pretty sweet boy;

Before I do rock thee with soft lullaby,

Give me thy dear lips to be kiss'd, kiss'd, kiss'd.

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[A favourite lullaby in the north of England fifty years ago, and perhaps still heard. The last word is pronounced bee.]

Hush-a-bye, lie still and sleep,

It grieves me sore to see thee weep,

For when thou weep'st thou wearies me,