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THE BOY AND THE OWL
There was a little boy went into a field, And lay down on some hay;
An owl came out and flew about, And the little boy ran away.
c.o.c.k ROBIN'S COURTING
c.o.c.k Robin got up early, At the break of day, And went to Jenny's window To sing a roundelay.
He sang c.o.c.k Robin's love To the little Jenny Wren, And when he got unto the end, Then he began again.
FOR EVERY EVIL
For every evil under the sun, There is a remedy, or there is none.
If there be one, seek till you find it; If there be none, never mind it.
WHEN I WAS A LITTLE BOY
When I was a little boy, I washed my mammy's dishes, I put my finger in my eye, And pulled out golden fishes.
ANDREW
As I was going o'er Westminster Bridge, I met with a Westminster scholar; He pulled off his cap, _an' drew_ off his glove, And wished me a very good morrow.
What is his name?
MARY'S CANARY
Mary had a pretty bird, Feathers bright and yellow; Slender legs--upon my word, He was a pretty fellow.
The sweetest note he always sung, Which much delighted Mary; She often, where the cage was hung, Sat hearing her canary.
THE CUCKOO
In April, Come he will.
In May, He sings all day.
In June, He changes his tune.
In July, He prepares to fly.
In August, Go he must.
A SWARM OF BEES
A swarm of bees in May Is worth a load of hay; A swarm of bees in June Is worth a silver spoon; A swarm of bees in July Is not worth a fly.
ROBIN AND RICHARD
Robin and Richard were two little men, They did not awake till the clock struck ten;
Then up starts Robin, and looks at the sky; Oh! brother Richard, the sun's very high!
They both were ashamed, on such a fine day, When they were wanted to make the new hay.
Do you go before, with bottle and bag, I will come after on little Jack nag.
THE DEATH AND BURIAL OF c.o.c.k ROBIN
Who killed c.o.c.k Robin?
'I' said the sparrow "With my bow and arrow, I killed c.o.c.k Robin."
Who saw him die?
'I' said the fly "With my little eye, I saw him die."