Childhood's Favorites and Fairy Stories Part 3

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.

Up Jack got and home did trot As fast as he could caper; Went to bed to mend his head With vinegar and brown paper.

Jill came in and she did grin, To see his paper plaster, Mother, vexed, did whip her next, For causing Jack's disaster.

Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn, Where's the boy that looks after the sheep?

He's under the hayc.o.c.k, fast asleep.

Old Mother Goose, when She wanted to wander, Would ride through the air On a very fine gander.

Mother Goose had a house, 'T was built in a wood, Where an owl at the door For sentinel stood.

She had a son Jack, A plain-looking lad; He was not very good, Nor yet very bad.

She sent him to market, A live goose he bought: "Here! mother," says he, "It will not go for nought."

Jack's goose and her gander Grew very fond; They'd both eat together, Or swim in one pond.

Jack found one morning, As I have been told, His goose had laid him An egg of pure gold.

Jack rode to his mother, The news for to tell.

She called him a good boy, And said it was well.

Goosey, goosey, gander, Where shall I wander?

Upstairs, downstairs, And in my lady's chamber.

There I met an old man Who would not say his prayers; I took him by the left leg, And threw him downstairs.

I'll tell you a story About Mary Morey, And now my story's begun, I'll tell you another About her brother, And now my story's done.

Three wise men of Gotham, Went to sea in a bowl; If the bowl had been stronger, My song had been longer.

There was a crooked man, And he went a crooked mile, He found a crooked sixpence Upon a crooked stile: He bought a crooked cat, That caught a crooked mouse-- And they all lived together In a little crooked house.

There was a man in our town, And he was wondrous wise, He jumped into a bramble bush, And scratched out both his eyes; But when he saw his eyes were out, With all his might and main, He jumped into another bush, And scratched 'em in again.

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

Hickory, d.i.c.kory, dock, The mouse ran up the clock; The clock struck one, The mouse ran down, Hickory, d.i.c.kory, dock.

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe, She had so many children she didn't know what to do; She gave them some broth without any bread, She whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.

Little Miss m.u.f.fet Sat on a tuffet, Eating her curds and whey; There came a great spider, And sat down beside her, And frightened Miss m.u.f.fet away.

If all the seas were one sea, What a _great_ sea that would be!

And if all the trees were one tree, What a _great_ tree that would be!

And if all the axes were one axe, What a _great_ axe that would be!

And if all the men were one man, What a _great_ man he would be!

And if the _great_ man took the _great_ axe, And cut down the _great_ tree, And let it fall into the _great_ sea, What a splish splash _that_ would be!

There was an old man, And he had a calf, And that's half;

He took him out of the stall, And tied him to the wall, And that's all.

The man in the wilderness asked me, How many strawberries grew in the sea?

I answered him as I thought good, As many as red herrings grew in the wood

If all the world were apple-pie, And all the sea were ink, And all the trees were bread and cheese, What should we have for drink?

I saw a s.h.i.+p a-sailing, A-sailing on the sea; And it was full of pretty things For baby and for me.

There were sweetmeats in the cabin, And apples in the hold; The sails were made of silk, And the masts were made of gold.

The four-and-twenty sailors That stood between the decks, Were four-and-twenty white mice.

With chains about their necks.

The captain was a duck, With a packet on his back; And when the s.h.i.+p began to move, The captain cried, "Quack, quack!"