Nursery rhymes

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Nursery rhymes
Series Title:
Little books for little people
Nister, Ernest ( Publisher )
Hardy, E. Stuart ( Illustrator )
E.P. Dutton (Firm) ( Publisher )
Place of Publication:
New York
Ernest Nister
E.P. Dutton & Co.
Publication Date:
Physical Description:
120 p. : ill. (some col.) ; 14 cm.


Subjects / Keywords:
Children's poetry ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1884 ( lcsh )
Nursery rhymes -- 1884 ( rbgenr )
Bldn -- 1884
Children's poetry ( lcsh )
Nursery rhymes ( rbgenr )
poetry ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage:
England -- London
United States -- New York -- New York
Germany -- Bavaria
Target Audience:
juvenile ( marctarget )


General Note:
Date of publication from inscription.
General Note:
Frontispiece, t.p., endpapers, and some illustrations printed in colors.
General Note:
"Printed in Bavaria. 920"--t.p.
Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
Statement of Responsibility:
illustrated by E. Stuart Hardy.

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University of Florida
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There Was a Little Man.
There was a little man,
and he had
a little gun,
And his bullets were
made of lead, lead, lead;
lie went to the brook,
and saw a little duck,
And shot it through
the head, head, head.


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He carried it home to
his old wife Joan,
And bade. her a fire
to make, make, make;
To roast the little duck
he had shot in the brook,
And he'd go and fetch
the drake, drake, drake.


He carried it Ihome to his old
wife yoan.

Dickory, Dickory, Dock.

Dickory, Dickory, Dock,
The mouse ran up the clock,
The clock struck one,
The mouse ran down;
Dickory, dickory, dock.

here l Was a Crooked Alu1.

There was a crooked man,
and he went
a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence
against a crooked stile;


He bought a crooked cat,
which caught
a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together
in a little crooked house.

Little Bo-Peep.
Little Bo-Peep has lost
her sheep,
And can't tell where
to find them;
Leave them alone,
and they'll come home,
And bring their
tails behind them.


Little Bo-Peep fell
fast asleep,
And dreamed she
heard them bleating;
But when she awoke,
she found it a joke,
For they were still

Then up she took
her little crook,
Determined for
to find them;
She found them indeed,
but it made
her heart bleed,


For they'd left all
their tails
behind 'em.

Peter Piper.
Peter Piper picked
a peck of
pickled peppers,
A peck of pickled
peppers Peter Piper
If Peter Piper picked
a peck of pickled peppers,
"Where's the peck
of pickled peppers
Peter Piper picked?


As Tommy Snooks.
As Tommy Snooks and
Bessie Brooks
Were walking out
one Sunday,
Says Tommy Snooks
to Bessie Brooks,
"To-morrow will be


Little fack Horner.
Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner,
Eating a Christmas pie;
He put in his thumb,
And he took out a plum,
And said, "What a
good boy am I!"

Cross-Patch, Draw the Latch.
Draw the latch,
Sit by the fire and spin;
Take a cup,
And drink it up,
Then call your neighbours in.


Girls and 3oys, come out to plai'

Girls and Boys.

Girls and boys,
come out to play,
The moon doth shine
as bright as day;
Leave your supper,
and leave your sleep,
And come with
vour playfellows
into the street.
Come with a whoop,
come with a call,
Come with a good will
or not at all.


Up the ladder and
down the wall,
A halfpenny roll
will serve us all.
You find milk,
and I'll find flour,
And we'll make a pudding
in half an hour.

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The IMan in the Alfoon.

The man in the moon
Came tumbling down,
And asked his
way to Norwich;
He went by the south,
And burnt his mouth,
With supping cold

Oranges and Lemons.

Gay go up and gay go down,
To ring the bells
of London town.


Bull's-eyes and targets,
Say the bells of
St. Marg'ret's.

Brickbats and tiles,
Say the bells of St. Giles'.
Halfpence and farthings,
Say the bells of St. Martin's.

Oranges and lemons,
Say the bells of
St. Clement's.

Pancakes and fritters,
Say the bells of St. Peter's.

Two sticks and an apple,
Say the bells of

Old Father Baldpate,
Say the slow bells at Aldgate.

Poker and tongs,
Say the bells at St. John's.


Kettles and pans,
Say the bells at St. Ann's.

You owe me ten shillings!
Say the bells at
St. Helen's.
When will you pay me?
.Say the bells at Old Bailey.


Oranges and Lemons.

When I grow rich,
Say the bells at Shoreditch.

Pray, when will that be?
Say the bells of Stepney.

I am sure I don't know,
Says the great bell of Bow.

Here comes a candle
to light you to bed,
And here comes a chopper
to chop off your head.


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Little Tom Tucker.

Little Tom Tucker
sings for his supper;
What. shall he eat?
White bread and butter.
How shall he cut it
without e'er a knife?
How will he be married
without e'er a wife?


Littlc Miss Muffet.
Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet,
Eating of curds and whey:
There came a
great spider,
And sat down beside her,
And frightened
Miss Muffet away.

My Ladv Wind, My Lady Wind.
My Lady VWind, my Lady Wind,
Went round about the
house to find
A chink to get her foot in.


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She tried the key hole in the door.

She tried the key-hole
in the door,
She tried the crevice
in the floor,
And drove the
chimney soot in.

And then one night,
when it was dark,
She blew up such
a tiny spark
That all the house
was bothered;
From it she raised up
such a flame


As flamed away to
Belting Lane,
And White Cross
folks were smothered.


And thus when once,
my little dears,
A whisper reaches
itching ears,
The same will come,
you'll find;
Take my advice,
restrain the tongue,
Remember what old
Nurse has sung
Of busy Lady Wind.

As I IWas Going Up
Pi pen Hill.
As I was going up
Pippen Hill,


Pippen Hill was dirty,-
There I met a pretty Miss,
And she dropped me
a curtsev.

Little Miss, pretty Miss,
Blessings light upon you!
If I had half-a-crown a day,
I'd spend it all upon you.


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A Frog He Would a-Wooing Go.
A Frog he would a-wooing go,
Sing 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 marched
with his opera-hat,
Heigho, says Rowley;
And on the way he
met with a rat,
With a rowley, powley, etc.

And when they came
to Mouse's Hall,
Heigho, says Rowley,
They gave a loud knock
and they gave
a loud call,
With a rowley, powley, etc.


"Pray, Mrs. Mouse,
are you within?"
Heigho, says Rowley;
"Yes, kind sir, I am
sitting to spin,"
With a rowley, powley, etc.

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"Pray, Mrs. Mouse, will
you give us some beer?"
Heigho, says Rowley;
"For Froggy and I
are fond of good cheer,"
\Vith a rowley, powley, etc.

Now while they all
were a-merrymaking,
Heigho, says Rowley,
The cat and her kittens
came tumbling in,
With a rowley, powley, etc.


A lily-white duck came and gobbled
him up.

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

This put poor Frog in
a terrible fright,
Heigho, says Rowley;
So he took up his
hat and wished
them good-night,
With a vowley, powley, etc.

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

So there was an end
of one, two, and three,
Heigho, says Rowley;
The rat, the mouse,
and the little Frog-ee!
With a rowley, powley,
gammon, and spinach,
Heigho, says
Anthony Rowley.


See-Saw, Margery Daw.
See-saw, Margery Daw,
Jenny shall have
a new master;
She shall have
but a penny a day,
Because she can't
work any faster.

Multzplication is Vexation.
Multiplication is vexation,
Division is just as bad;
The Rule of Three
perplexes me,
And Practice drives me mad.


Humpty Dumpty.
Humpty Dumpty sat on
a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a
great fall;
All the King's horses
and all the King's men
Cannot place Humpty
Dumpty together again.

Hot-Cross Buns!
Hot-cross buns!
Hot-cross buns!
One a penny, two a penny,
Hot-cross buns!


Ifot-cross .b:ns !

Hot-cross buns!
Hot-cross buns!
If ye have no daughters,
Give them to your sons.

J/i.:,niday'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,
Saturday's child works
hard for its living;


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And a child that is
born on Christmas Day
Is fair, and wise,
and good, and gay.


A Dillar, a Dollar.
A dillar, a dollar,
A ten-o'clock scholar,
What makes you
come so soon?
You used to come
at ten o'clock,
And now you come at noon.

Tom, Tom, the Piper's Son.
Tom, Tom, the piper's son,
He learned to play
when he was young;
But the only tune
that he could play


Was "Over the hills
and far away."
Over the hills, and a
great way off,
And the wind will
blow my top-knot off.


Mary Had a Little Lamb.

Mary had a little lamb,
It's fleece was white
as snow;
And everywhere that
Mary went
The lamb was sure to go.

He followed her to
school one day,
That was against
the rule;
It made the children
laugh and play
To see a lamb at school.


And so the teacher
turned him out,
But still he lingered
And waited patiently about
Till Mary did appear.

Then he ran to her
and laid
His head upon
her arm,
As if he said, "I'm
not afraid-
You'll keep me
from all harm."




Mary and her little lain.

"What makes the lamb
love Mary so?"
The eager children cry.
"Oh, Mary loves the
lamb, you know,"
The teacher did reply.

And you each gentle animal
In confidence may bind,
And make them follow
at your will,
If you are only kind.


Little Cock Robin.
Little Cock Robin peeped
out of his cabin,
To see the cold
winter come in.
Tit for tat, what
matter for that?-
He'll hide his head
under his wing!


Old King Cole.
Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he;
He called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he called for his
fiddlers three.

Every fiddler he had
a fiddle,
And a very fine fiddle
had he;
Twee-tweedle-dee, tweedle-
dee, went the fiddlers.


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Oh, there's none so rare
As can compare
With King Cole and
his fiddlers three!


I Had a Little Husband.
I had a little husband,
No bigger than my thumb;
I put him in a pint pot,
And there I bid him drum.

I bought a little horse,
That galloped up
and down;
I bridled him, and saddled him,
And sent him out of town.

I gave him some garters
To garter up his hose,
And a little handkerchief
To wipe his pretty nose.


Elsie Marlevy.
Elsie Marley has grown
so fine,
,She won't get up to
feed the swine;
She lies in bed till
half-past nine-
Ay! truly she- doth
take her time.


London Bridgc

London Bridge is
broken down,
Dance o'er my lady Lee;
London Bridge is
broken down,
With a gay lady.

How shall we build
it up again ?
Dance o'er my lady Lee;
How shall we build
it up again?
With a gay lady.


Silver and gold will
be stole away,
Dance o'er my lady Lee;
Silver and gold will
be stole away,
With a gay lady.

Build it up again
with iron and steel,
Dance o'er my lady Lee;
Build it up again
with iron and steel,
With a gay lady.


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Dance ffe ~ mylay ee

Iron and steel will
bend and bow,
Dance o'er my lady Lee;
Iron and steel will
bend and bow,
With a gay lady.

Build it up with wood
and clay,
Dance o'er my lady Lee;
Build it up with
wood and clay,
With a gay lady.


Wood and clay will
wash away,
Dance o'er my lady Lee;

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Wood and clay
will wash away,
With a gay lady.


Build it up with
stone so strong,
Dance o'er my lady Lee;
Huzza! 'twill last
for ages long,
With a gay lady.

jack and il/.
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.




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7ack anit /ill.

Pussy- Cat, IPssy- Cat.

"Pussy-cat, Pussy-cat,
where have you been?"
"I've been up to London
to look at the Queen."
"Pussy-cat, Pussy-cat,
what did you there?"
"I frightened a little
mouse under the chair."


yack Sprat.
Jack Sprat could
eat no fat,
His wife could eat
no lean;
Betwixt them both
they cleared the plate,
And licked the
platter clean.

Little Tommy Tittlemouse.
Little Tommy Tittlemouse
Lived in a little house;
He caught fishes
In other men's ditches.


There Was an Old Woman.

There was an old woman
who rode on a broom,
With a high gee ho,
gee humble;
And she took her old cat
behind for a groom,
WNith a bimble,
bamble, bumble.


They travelled along till
they came to the sky,
With a high gee ho,
gee humble;
But the journey so long
made them very hungry,
With a bimble,
bamble, bumble.

Says Tom, "I can find
nothing here to eat,
With a high gee ho,
gee humble;
So let us go back
again, I entreat,
With a bimble,
bamble, bumble."


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7The old womtan who rode on a broom.

The old woman would
not go back so soon,
With a high gee ho,
gee humble;
For she wanted to visit
the Man in the Moon,
With a bible,
bamble, bumble.

Says Tom, "I'll go back
myself to our house,
With a high gee ho,
gee humble;
For there I can catch
a good rat or a mouse,
"With a bimble,
bamble, bumble."


"But," says the old woman,
"how will you go?
With a high gee ho,
gee humble;
You shan't have my nag,
I protest and vow,
With a bimble,
bamble, bumble."


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"No, no," says Torn,
"I've a plan of my own,
With a high gee ho,
gee humble;"
So he slid down the rainbow
and left her alone,
With a bimble,
bamble, bumble.

So now, if you happen
to visit the sky,
With a high gee ho,
gee humble;
And want to come back, vou
Tom's method may try,
With a bible,
bamble, bumble.

Sing- a Song of Sixpence.
Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye;
Four-and-twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.

When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing,
Was not that a dainty dish
To set before the King?


There came a little blackbird, and
snipped off her nose.

The King was in the parlour,
Counting out his money;
The Queen was in the kitchen,
Eating bread and honey;

The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes;
There came a little blackbird,
And snipped off her nose.


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Three men in a tub,
And who do you think they be?
The butcher, the baker,
The candlestick-maker;
Turn 'em out, knaves all three!


Taf7y VWas a Welshman.
Taffy was a W'elshlman,
Taffy was a thief;
Taffy came to my house
and stole a piece of beef.

I went to Taffy's house,
Taffy was not at home;
Taffy came to my house
and stole a marrow-bone.

I went to Taffy's house,
Taffy was in bed;
I took the marrow-bone
and beat about his head.


Old Mistress McShuttle.

Old Mistress McShuttle
Lived in a coal-scuttle,
Along with her dog
and her cat;
What they ate
I can't tell,
But 'tis known
very well
That none of the
party were fat.


The Queen of Hearts.
The (ueen of Hearts
She made some tarts,
All on a summer's day;
The Knave of Hearts
Hie stole those tarts,
And with them ran away.

The King of Hearts
Called for those tarts,
And beat the Knave
full sore;
The Knave of Hearts
Brought back those tarts,
And said he'd ne'er
steal more.


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VWhere Are You Going, Aiy,
Pretty Maid?
"Where are you going,
my pretty maid?"
"I'm going a-milking, sir,"
she said.

"May I go with you,
my pretty maid?"
"You're kindly welcome,
sir," she said.

"What is your father,
my pretty maid?"
"My father's a farmer,
sir," she said.


"What is your fortune,
my pretty maid?"
"Mv face is my fortune,
sir," she said.
"Then I can't marry you,
mv pretty maid,"
"Nobody asked you, sir,"
she said.
IT'What Can the Mat'tr Be?
Oh, dear what can
the matter be ?
Two old women got up
an apple-tree;
One came down,
And the other stayed
till Saturday.

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-Little Boy Blue.
Little Boy Blue, come
blow up your horn,
The sheep's in the meadow,
the cow's in the corn.

Where's the. little boy
that tends the sheep?
He's under the haycock,
fast asleep.


Go wake him, go wake him.
Oh, no, not I;
For if I awake him
he'll certainly cry,

Old Mof/lte Hubbard.

Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard
To get her poor
dog a bone;
But when she came there
The cupboard was bare,
And so the poor
dog had none.


She went to the baker's
To buy him some bread;
But when she came back
The poor dog was dead.

She went to the joiner's
To buy him a coffin;
But when she came back
The poor dog was laughing.


She took a clean dish
To get him some tripe;
But when she came back
He was smoking his pipe.

She went to the fishmonger's
To buy him some fish;
And when she came back
He was licking the dish.

She went to the ale-house
To get him some beer;
But when she came back
"The dog sat in a chair.


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When she came back he was feeding
the cat.

She went to the tavern
For white wine and red;
But when she came back
The dog stood on his head.

She went to the hatter's
To buy him a hat;
But when she came back
He was feeding the cat.

She went to the barber's
To buy him a wig;
But when she came back
He was dancing a jig.


She went to the fruiterer's
To buy him some fruit;
But when she came back
He was playing the flute.

She went to the tailor's
To buy him a coat;
But when she came back
He was riding a goat.

She went to the cobbler's
To buy him some shoes;
But when she came back
He was reading the news.


She went to the seamstress'
To buy him some linen;
But when she came back
The dog was spinning.

She went to the hosier's
To buy him some hose;
But when she came back
He was dressed
in his clothes.

The dame made a curtsey,
The dog made a bow;
The dame said,"Your servant,"
The dog said, "Bow, wow."


There Was an Old Woman.
There was an old woman
lived under a hill;
And if she's not gone,
she lives there still.

Baa, Baa, Black Sheep.
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes, marry, have I
Three bags full;
One for my master,
And one for my dame,
But none for the little boy
Who cries in tle lane.


Baa, baa, black sheef.

Hey! Diddle, Diddle.
Hey! diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped
over the moon;
The little dog laughed
to see such sport,
And the dish ran away
with the spoon.

Simple Simon.
Simple Simon met a pieman
Going to the fair;
Says Simple Simon to
the pieman,
"Let me taste your ware."


Says the pieman to
Simple Simon,
"Show me first your penny;
Says Simple Simon
to the pieman,
"Indeed I have not anv."


Simple Simon went a-fishing
For to catch a whale;
All the water he had got
Was in his mother's pail.

Simple Simon went to look
If plums grew on
a thistle;
He pricked his fingers
very much,
Which made poor
Simon whistle.


Curly Locks! Curly Locks
Curly Locks! Curly Locks!
wilt thou be mine?
Thou shalt not wash
the dishes, nor
yet feed the swine;
But sit on a cushion
and sew a fine seam;
And feed upon strawberries,
sugar, and cream.


Over the IWater.
Over the water and
over the lea,
And over the water
to Charley;
Charley loves good
ale and wine,
And Charley loves
good brandy,
And Charley loves
a pretty girl,
As sweet as sugar-candy.

Over the water and
over the sea,


And over the water
to Charley,
I'll have none of your
nasty beef,
Nor I'll have none
of your barley;
But I'll have some of
your very best flour,
To make a white cake
for my Charley.

Rain, Rain, Go Away.
Rain, rain, go away,
Come again another day-
Little Harry wants to play.



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I had a little poxt

I Had a Little Pony.

I had a little pony,
His name was
I lent him to a lady,
To ride a mile away.

She whipped him,
she slashed him,
She rode him
through the mire;
I would not lend
my pony now
For all the lady's hire.


Little Betty Blue.
Little Betty Blue
Lost her holiday shoe;
What can little Betty do?
Give her another
To match the other,
And then she may walk in two.


My Little Old Man.
My little old man
and I fell out,
I'll tell you what
'twas all about:
I had money and
he had none,
And that's the way
the row began.

The Lion and the Unzcorn.
The lion and the unicorn
Were fi-iting for the crown;
The lion beat the unicorn
All round about the town.