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 Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Frontispiece
 Title Page
 Dedication
 The house that Jack built
 A frog he would a-wooing go
 Fire! Fire! burn stick!
 Elegy on the death of poor Cock...
 The cat and the mouse
 Back Matter
 Back Cover
 Spine






Group Title: Banbury Cross series
Title: The house that Jack built and other nursery rhymes
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 Material Information
Title: The house that Jack built and other nursery rhymes
Series Title: Banbury Cross series
Physical Description: 60, 1 p. : ill. ; 15 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Holden, Violet M ( Illustrator )
Holden, Evelyn ( Illustrator )
Bell, Robert Anning, 1863-1933 ( Engraver )
Rhys, Grace Little, 1865-1929
J. M. Dent & Co ( Publisher )
Turnbull & Spears ( Printer )
Publisher: J.M. Dent & Co.
Place of Publication: London
Manufacturer: Turnbull and Spears
Publication Date: 1895
 Subjects
Subject: Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile literature   ( lcsh )
Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry   ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1895   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1895   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1895
Genre: Children's stories
Children's poetry
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
Scotland -- Edinburgh
 Notes
Statement of Responsibility: illustrated by Violet M. & Evelyn Holden.
General Note: Pictorial endpapers signed R.A.B., i.e. Robert Anning Bell.
General Note: "Banbury cross series. Prepared for children by Grace Rhys"--half title.
General Note: Each rhyme has section title.
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Bibliographic ID: UF00082988
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved by the source institution and holding location.
Resource Identifier: aleph - 002221826
notis - ALG2056
oclc - 82219471

Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Half Title
        Page 3
        Page 4
        Page 5
    Frontispiece
        Page 6
    Title Page
        Page 7
        Page 8
    Dedication
        Page 9
        Page 10
    The house that Jack built
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
    A frog he would a-wooing go
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
        Page 32
    Fire! Fire! burn stick!
        Page 33
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        Page 37
        Page 38
        Page 39
        Page 40
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
    Elegy on the death of poor Cock Robin
        Page 45
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        Page 48
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        Page 50
    The cat and the mouse
        Page 51
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        Page 55
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    Back Matter
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    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
    Spine
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To Dick.



Here is the House that once was Jack's :
He did not care for giants, but sacks;
Perhapsthat's why, for all his sport
In Cats and Rats, his tale's so short.
But when you come to the end, why then,
You may read it through all over again !
G.R.














The House that Jack built.

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T HIS is the house that Jack built.

This is the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the rat
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cat,
That killed the rat,




12 THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT.


That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,




THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT. 13











That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.


This is the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled
horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.




16 THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT.


This is the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled
horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.




THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT. 17


This is the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and
torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled
horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.





THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT. 19


This is the cock that crowed in the morn,
That waked the priest all shaven and
shorn,
That married the man all tattered and
torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled
horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.




THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT. 21


This is the farmer sowing his corn,
That kept the cock that crowed in the
morn,
That waked the priest all shaven and
shorn,
That married the man all tattered and
torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled
horn,




22 THE HOUSE THAT, JACK BUILT.

That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.













A Frog he would
a-wooing go.








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A FROG he would a-wooing go,
Heigho, says Rowley,
Whether his mother would let him or no.
With a rowley, powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley !


So off he set with his opera hat,
Heigho, says Rowley,
And on the road he met with a rat.
With a rowley powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley!

"Pray, Mr Rat, will you go with me,
Heigho, says Rowley,




26 A FROG HE WOULD A-WOOING GO.

Kind Mrs Mousey for to see ?"
With a rowley powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley !


When they came to the door of Mousey's
hall,
Heigho, says Rowley,
They gave a loud knock and they gave
a loud call.
With a rowley powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley !


"Pray, Mrs Mouse, are you within? "
Heigho, says Rowley,
" Oh, yes, kind sirs, I'm sitting to spin."
With a rowley powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley!




A FROG HE WOULD A-WOOING GO. 27

"Pray, Mrs Mouse, will you give us
some beer ?
Heigho, says Rowley,
For Froggy and I are fond of good cheer."
With a rowley powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley !

"Pray, Mr Frog, will you give us a song ?
Heigho, says Rowley,
But let it be something that's not very
long."
With a rowley powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley !

" Indeed, Mrs Mouse," replied the frog,
Heigho, says Rowley,
" A cold has made me as hoarse as a dog."
With a rowley powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley !




28 A FROG HE WOULD A-WOOING GO.

" Since you have caught cold, Mr Frog,"
Mousey said,
Heigho, says Rowley,
"I'll sing you a song that I have just
made."
With a rowley powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley !


But while they were all a merry-making,
Heigho, says Rowley,
A cat and her kittens came tumbling in.
With a rowley powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley !


The cat she seized the rat by the crown;
Heigho, says Rowley,
The kittens they pulled the little mouse
down.





30 A FROG HE WOULD A-WOOING GO.

With a rowley powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley!

This put Mr Frog in a terrible fright,
Heigho, says Rowley,
He took up his hat, and he wished them
good-night.
With a rowley powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley!

But as Froggy was crossing over a brook,
Heigho, says Rowley,
A lily-white duck came and gobbled him
up.
With a rowley powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley !

So there was an end of one, two, and three,
Heigho, says Rowley,





A FROG HE WOULD A-WOOING GO. 31

The Rat, the Mouse,' and the little
Frog-gee !
With a rowley powley, gammon
and spinach,
Heigho, says Anthony Rowley!

















Fire Fire burn Stick!












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A N old woman was sweeping her
house, and she found a little
crooked sixpence. "What," said she,
" shall I do with this little sixpence ? I
will go to market and buy a little pig."
As she was coming home she came to a
stile: the piggy would not go over the
stile.
She went a little farther, and she met
a dog. So she said to the dog, "Dog !
bite pig; piggy won't go over the stile,





FIRE! FIRE! BURN STICK!


and I shan't get home to-night." But the
dog would not.
She went a little farther, and she met
a stick. So she said, Stick! stick!
beat dog; dog won't bite pig; piggy
won't get over the stile, and I shan't get
home to-night." But the stick would
not.
She went a little farther, and she met
a fire. So she said, Fire! fire! burn




FIRE! FIRE! BURN STICK!


stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't
bite pig; piggy won't get over the stile,
and I shan't get home to-night." But the
fire would not.
She went a little farther, and she met
some water. So she said, Water!
water! quench fire; fire won't burn
stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't
bite pig; piggy won't get over the stile,
and I shan't get home to-night." But the
water would not.
She went a little farther, and she met






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FIRE FIRE! BURN STICK!


an ox. So she said, "Ox! ox! drink
water; water won't quench fire; fire
won't burn stick; stick won't beat dog ;
dog won't bite pig ; piggy won't get over
the stile, and I shan't get home to-night."
But the ox would not.
She went a little farther, and she met
a butcher. So she said, Butcher!
butcher! kill ox; ox won't drink water;
water won't quench fire ; fire won't burn
stick; stick won't beat dog; dog won't
bite pig ; piggy won't get over the stile,
and I shan't get home to-night." But the
butcher would not.
She went a little farther, and she met
a rope. So she said, Rope -rope hang
butcher ; butcher won't kill ox; ox won't
drink water; water won't quench fire;
fire won't burn stick; stick won't beat
dog; dog won't bite pig; piggy won't
get over the stile, and I shan't get





FIRE FIRE! BURN STICK!


home to-night." But the rope would
not.
So she went a little farther, and she
met a rat. So she said, "Rat! rat!
gnaw rope; rope won't hang butcher;
butcher won't kill ox; ox won't drink
water; water won't quench fire; fire
won't burn stick ; stick won't beat dog;
dog won't bite pig ; piggy won't get over
the stile, and I shan't get home to-night."
But the rat would not.
So she went a little farther, and she
met a cat. So she said, Cat cat! kill
rat; rat won't gnaw rope; rope won't
hang butcher; butcher won't kill ox; ox
won't drink water; water won't quench
fire; fire won't burn stick; stick won't
beat dog; dog won't bite pig; piggy
won't get over the stile, and I shan't get
home to-night." But the cat said to her,
"If you will go to yonder cow and fetch





FIRE! FIRE! BURN STICK!


me a saucer of milk, I will kill the
rat." So away went the old woman to
the cow.
But the cow said to her, If you will
go to yonder haystack and fetch me a
handful of hay, I'll give you the milk."
So away went the old woman to the hay-
stack; and she brought the hay to the
cow.
As soon as the cow had eaten the hay
she gave the old woman the milk, and
away she went with it in a saucer to the
cat.
As soon as the cat had lapped up the
milk, the cat began to kill the rat; the
rat began to gnaw the rope; the rope
began to hang the butcher; the butcher
began to kill the ox; the ox began to
drink the water; the water began to
quench the fire; the fire began to burn
the stick; the stick began to beat the dog ;





44 FIRE! FIRE! BURN STICK.

the dog began to bite the pig ; the little
pig in a fright jumped over the stile;
and so the old woman got home that
night.







ELEGY -Q-l
ON THE DEATH
OFPOORCOCK
aROBIN@S
















WHO killed Cock Robin ?
I, said the Sparrow,
With my bow and arrow,
I killed Cock Robin.

Who saw him die?
I, said the Magpie,
With my little eye,
I saw him die

Who caught his blood ?
I, said the Fish,
With my little dish,
I caught his blood.




POOR COCK ROBIN.


Who made his shroud ?
I, said the Eagle,
With my thread and needle,
I made his shroud.

Who'll dig his grave ?
The Owl, with aid,
But mattock and spade,
Will dig Robin's grave.

Who'll be the parson ?
I, said the Rook,
With my little book,
I'll be the parson.

Who'll be the clerk?
I, said the Lark,
If not in the dark,
I'll be the clerk.

Who'll carry him to the grave?
I, said the Kite,
If not in the night,
I'll carry him to the grave.




POOR COCK ROBIN.


Who'll be chief mourner ?
I, said the Swan,
I'm sorry he's gone,
I'll be chief mourner.

Who'll hear his pall ?
We, said the Wren,
Both the cock and the hen,
We'll bear the pall.

Who'll toll the bell ?
I, said' the Bull,
Because I can pull,
And I'll pull the bell.
D





50 POOR COCK ROBIN.

Who'll lead the way ?
I, said the Martin,
When ready for starting,
And I'll lead the way.

All the birds in the air
Began sighing and sobbing,
When they heard the bell toll
For poor Cock Robin.
To all it concerns,
This notice apprises,
The Sparrow's for trial
At next bird assizes.














The Cat and the Mouse.

















T HE cat and the mouse
Played in the malt-house:
The cat bit the mouse's tail off. "Pray,
puss, give me my tail." "No," says
the cat, I'll not give you your tail, till
you go to the cow, and fetch me some
milk."

First she leapt, and then she ran,
Till she came to the cow, and thus
began,-

"Pray, cow, give me milk, that I may
give cat milk, that cat may give me my





54 THE CAT AND THE MOUSE.


own tail again." "No," said the cow,
" I will give you no milk, till you go to
the farmer and get me some hay."
First she leapt, and then she ran,
Till she came to the farmer, and thus
began,-
"Pray, farmer, give me hay, that I
may give cow hay, that cow may give
me milk, that I may give cat milk, that
cat may give me my own tail again."





THE CAT AND THE MOUSE.


" No," says the farmer, "I'll give you
no hay, till you go to the butcher and
fetch me some meat."

First she leapt, and then she ran,
Till she came to the butcher, and thus
began,-
"Pray, butcher, give me meat, that I
may give farmer meat, that farmer may
give me hay, that I may give cow hay,
that cow may give me milk, that I may
give cat milk, that cat may give me my
own tail again." "No," says the butcher,




58 THE CAT AND THE MOUSE.




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" I'll give you no meat till you go to the
baker and fetch me some bread."
First she leapt, and then she ran,
Till she came to the baker, and thus
began,-
"Pray, baker, give me bread, that I
may give butcher bread, that butcher may
give me meat, that I may give farmer
meat, that farmer may give me hay, that
I may give cow hay, that cow may give
me milk, that I may give cat milk, that cat
may give me my own tail again."




60 THE CAT AND THE MOUSE.

"Yes," says the baker, I'll give
you some bread,
But if you eat my meal, I'll cut off
your head."

Then the baker gave mouse bread, and
mouse gave butcher bread, and butcher
gave mouse meat, and mouse gave farmer
meat, and farmer gave mouse hay, and
mouse gave cow hay, and cow gave
mouse milk, and mouse gave cat milk,
and cat gave mouse her own tail again!


































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