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Go to bed third, A golden bird.
GRACE BEFORE MEAT
Here a little child I stand, Heaving up my either hand;
Cold as paddocks though they be, Here I lift them up to Thee, For a benison to fall On our meat and on us all!
THERE WAS A BUTCHER
There was a butcher cut his thumb, When it did bleed, then blood did come.
There was a chandler making candle, When he them stript, he did them handle.
There was a cobbler clouting shoon, When they were mended, they were done.
There was a crow sat on a stone, When he was gone, then there was none.
There was a horse going to the mill, When he went on, he stood not still.
There was a lackey ran a race, When he ran fast, he ran apace.
There was a monkey climbed a tree, When he fell down, then down fell he.
There was a navy went into Spain, When it return'd, it came again.
There was an old woman lived under a hill, And if she's not gone, she lives there still.
WINTER HAS COME
Cold and raw the north wind doth blow, Bleak in a morning early; All the hills are covered with snow, And winter's now come fairly.
MONDAY'S CHILD
Monday's child is fair of face, Tuesday's child is full of grace, Wednesday's child is full of woe, Thursday's child has far to go, Friday's child is loving and giving, Sat.u.r.day's child works hard for its living, But the child that is born on the Sabbath day Is bonny, and blithe, and good, and gay.
JACK AND JILL
Jack and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water.
Jack fell down, and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after.
Then up Jack got up, and off did trot, As fast as he could caper,
To old Dame Dob, who patched his n.o.b, With vinegar and brown paper.
CHARLEY, CHARLEY
Charley, Charley, stole the barley Out of the baker's shop, The baker came out and gave him a clout, Which made poor Charley hop.
THE PIPER'S COW
There was a piper had a cow, And he had nought to give her; He pulled out his pipe, and played her a tune, And bade the cow consider.
The cow considered very well, And gave the piper a penny, And bade him play the other tune-- "Corn rigs are bonny."
SHAVE A PIG
Barber, barber, shave a pig, How many hairs will make a wig?
"Four and twenty, that's enough,"
Give the barber a pinch of snuff.
TONGS
