Over the water, and over the lea, And over the water to Charley; And Charley loves good ale and wine, And Charley loves good brandy, And Charley loves a pretty girl As sweet as sugar candy. ...
1. 'Twas on a merry time, When Jenny Wren was young, So neatly as she danced, And so sweetly as she sung, Robin Redbreast lost his heart, He was a gallant bird,...
When the God saw the Waggoner kneel, Crying, "Hercules! Lift me my wheel From the mud, where 'tis stuck!" He laughed--"No such luck; Set your shoulder yourself to the wheel." ...
Said Fox, minus tail in a trap, "My friends! here's a lucky mishap: Give your tails a short lease!" But the foxes weren't geese, And none followed the fashion of trap. ...
There was a little woman, as I've heard say, Fol, lol, diddle, diddle dol; She went to market, her eggs for to sell, Fol, lol, diddle, diddle dol. She went to market all on a market day,...
The north wind doth blow And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then--poor thing? He'll sit in a barn To keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing--poor thing!
There was an old woman and what do you think? She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink; Victuals and drink were the chief of her diet, Yet this plaguey old woman could never be quiet.
There was an old woman tossed up in a blanket, Seventeen times as high as the moon; Where she was going I could not but ask it, For in her hand she carried a broom....
The Trees ask of Man what he lacks; "One bit, just to handle my axe?" All he asks--well and good: But he cuts down the wood, So well does he handle his axe!
To the Wolf, from whose throat Dr Crane Drew the bone, his long bill made it plain He expected his fee: Snarled Wolf--"Fiddle de dee, Be thankful your head's out again." ...
The Wind and the Sun had a bet, The wayfarers' cloak which should get: Blew the Wind--the cloak clung: Shone the Sun--the cloak flung Showed the Sun had the best of it yet. ...
A wolf, wanting lamb for his dinner, Growled out--"Lamb you wronged me, you sinner." Bleated Lamb--"Nay, not true!" Answered Wolf--"Then 'twas Ewe-- Ewe or lamb, you will serve for my dinner." ...
It was the frog lived in the well, Heigh-ho! says Rowley; And the merry mouse under the mill, With a Rowley, Powley, Gammon, and Spinach, Heigh-ho! says Anthony Rowley.