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 A Farmer Went Trotting
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Group Title: Aunt Louisa's big picture series
Title: Nursery rhymes
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Title: Nursery rhymes
Series Title: Aunt Louisa's big picture series
Physical Description: 20 p. : ;
Language: English
Creator: McLoughlin Bros., inc ( Publisher )
Publisher: McLoughlin Brothers
Place of Publication: New York
Publication Date: c1880
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Subject: Nursery rhymes -- 1880   ( rbgenr )
Publishers' advertisements -- 1880   ( rbgenr )
Bldn -- 1880
Genre: Nursery rhymes   ( rbgenr )
Publishers' advertisements   ( rbgenr )
novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- New York -- New York
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General Note: Cover title.
General Note: Includes publisher's advertisement.
Funding: Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
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Bibliographic ID: UF00023608
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Holding Location: Baldwin Library of Historical Children's Literature in the Department of Special Collections and Area Studies, George A. Smathers Libraries, University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved, Board of Trustees of the University of Florida.
Resource Identifier: aleph - 001732514
oclc - 26032645
notis - AJE5160
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Page 1
    A Farmer Went Trotting
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    Back Cover
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A FARMER WENT TROTTING.A Farmer went trotting upon his gray Mare,Bumpety, bumpety, bump!With his Daughter behind him so rosy and fair,Lumpety, lumpety, lump!A Raven cried "Croak!" and they all tumbled down,Bumpety, bumpety, bump!The Mare broke her knees and the Farmer his crown,Lumpety, lumpety, lump!The mischievous Raven flew laughing away,Bumpety, bumpety, bump!And vow'd he would serve them the same the next day,Lumpety, lumpety, lump!


NURSERYRH Y ME S.--I----I------A, B and D,Pray, playmates, agree.E, F and G,Well, so shall it be.I, K and L,In peace we will dwell.M, N and 0,To play let us go.P, Q, R and S,Love may we possess.W, X andY,Will not quarrel or die.Z and &,Go to school at command.BA-A, ba-a, black sheep,Have you any wool?Yes, sir, yes, sir,Three bags full:One for my master,One for my dame,And one for the little boyThat lives in our lane.Come when you're called,Do what you're bid,Shut the door after you;Never be chid.Little Tom TittlemouseLived in a bell-house;The bell-house broke,And Tom Tittlemouse awoke.6


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THE OLD WOMAN TOSS'D UP IN A BASKET.There was an old Woman toss'd up in a Basket,Nineteen times as high as the Moon;Where she was going I couldn't but ask it,For in her hand she carried a Broom."Old Woman, old Woman, old Woman," quoth I,"0 whither, O whither, O whither so high ?"To brush the Cobwebs off the Sky."Shall I go with thee ?" "Aye, by-and-by."


There was a little pretty lad,And he lived by himself;And all the meat he gotHle put upon a shelf.The rats and the miceDid lead him such a life,That he went to IrelandTo get himself a wife.The lanes they were so broad,The fields they were so narrow,He couldn't get her homeWithout a wheel-barrow.Little Tee Wee,He went to seaIn an open boat,And when afloat,The little boat bended,And my story's ended.Clap hands! clap hands!Till father comes home;For father's got money,But mother's got none.The wheel-barrow broke, You shall have an apple,My wife she got a kick, You shall have a plum,The deuce take the wheel-barrow You shall have a rattle-basket,That spared my wife's neck. When your dad comes home.


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TO1M, TOM, TIHE PIPER'S SON.TOM, Tom was a Piper's Son,He learn'd to play when he was young;But the only tune that he could playWas "Over the hills and far away."Now Tom with his Pipe made such a noise,That he pleased both the girls and boys;And they stopp'd to hear him play"Over the hills and far away."Tom with his Pipe did play with such skill,That those who heard him could never keep still -As soon as he play'd they began for to dance:Even Pigs on their hind-legs would after him prance.


G- A 1 E S .One child says him, the other says them.1. i went up one pair of stairs,2. Just like me.1. I went up two pair of stairs,2. Just like me.1. I went into a room,2. Just like me.1. I look'd out of a window,2. Just like me.1. And there I saw a Monkey,2. Just like me.1.2.1.2.1.2.1.2.1.2.I am a gold lock,I am a gold key.I am a silver lock,I am a silver key.I am a brass lock,I am a brass key.I am a lead lock,I am a lead key.I am a monk lock,I am a monk key.There was a man, and his name was Dob,And he had a wife, and her name was Mob;And he had a dog, and he called it Cob,And she had a cat, called Chitterabob.


Solomon Grundy,Born on a Monday,Christened on TuesdayMarried on Wednesday,Very ill on Thursday,Worse on Friday,Died on Saturday,Buried on Sunday;This is the endOf Solomon Grundy.There was an old womanLived under a hill;And if she's not gone,She lives there still.Bye, baby bunting,Father's gone a hunting,Mother's gone a milking,Sister's gone a silking,Brother's gone to buy a skinTo wrap the baby bunting in.Goosey, goosey, gander,Where shall I wander;Up stairs, down stairs,And in my lady's chamber;There I met an old manThat would not say his prayers;I took him by the left legAnd threw him down stairs.


THE FOX AND THE FARMER.A Fox jump'd up on a moonlight night,The Stars were shining and all things bright."Oh, ho!" said the Fox, "it's a very fine nightFor me to go through the town, heigho!"The Fox when he came to yonder stile,He lifted his legs and he listened a while."Oh, ho!" said the Fox, "it's but a short mileFrom this unto yonder wee town, e-ho!"


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What do they call you?Patchy Dolly.Where were you born?In a cow's horn.Where were you bred ?In a cow's head.Where will you die ?In a cow's eye.Little Poll ParrotSat in his garret,Eating toast and tea;A little gray mouseJumped into the house,And stole it all away.The cuckoo's a fine bird,He sings as he flies;He brings us good tidings,He tells us no lies.He sucks little birds' eggs,To make his voice clear,And when he sings "cuckoo,"The summer is near.Little Tom TittlemouseLived in a little house;He caught fishesIn other men's ditches.


DING, DONG, BELL.:DING, dong, Bell,Pussy's in the Well!Who put her in ?Little Tommy Lin.Who pull'd her out?Dog with long snout.What a naughty Boy was that,To drown poor Pussy-cat,Who never did any harm,But kill'd the Mice in Father's Barn.


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One, two,Buckle my shoe.Three, four,Shut the door.Five, six,Pick up sticks.Seven, eight,Lay them straight.Nine, ten,A good fat hen.Eleven, twelve,Who will delve?Thirteen, fourteen,Maud's a courting;Fifteen, sixteen,Maud's a kissing.Seventeen, eighteen,Maud's a waiting.Nineteen, twenty,My stomach's empty.There was a crooked man,And he went a crooked mile,And he found a crooked six-Pence against a crooked stile;He bought a crooked hat,Which caught a crooked mouse,And they all lived togetherIn a little crooked house,There was a little man,And he had a little gun,And his bullets were madeOf lead, lead, lead;He shot Johnny KingThrough the middle of his wig,And knocked it right offHis head, head, head.


OLD MOTHER HUBBARD.Old Mother HubbardWent to the Cupboard,To goeher poor Dog a Bone;But when she came thereThe Cupboard was bare,And oio the poor Dog had none.


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