Songs and lullabies of the good old nurses. Calculated to amuse children. : Embellished with cuts; and illustrated with notes and maxims, historical, philosophical and critical.
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SONGS AND LULLABIES OF THE GOOD OLD NURSES. CALCULATED to AMUSE CHILDREN. EMBELLISHED WITH CUTS: And illustrated with NOTES and MAXIMS, HISTORICAL, PHILOSOPHICAL and CRITICAL. FIRST
WORCESTER EDITION.
Printed at WORCESTER:
Massachusetts, BY ISAIAH THOMAS, JUN. Sold Wholesale and Retail by Him—1799.
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SONGS AND LULLABIES.
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A LOVE SONG.
THERE was a little man.
Who wooed a little maid;
And he said, little Maid, will you
wed, wed, wed?
I have little more to say,
So will you aye or nay,
For the least said is soonest men
ded, ded, ded,
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II.
Then replied the little maid,
Little sir, you've little said
To induce a little maid for to wed, wed, wed;
You must say a little more,
And produce a little Ore,
E'er I make a little print in your Bed, Bed, Bed.
III.
Then the little man reply'd,
If you'll be my little bride,
I'll raise my love notes a little higher, higher, higher;
Tho' my offers are not meet,
Yet my little heart is great,
With the little God of love all on fire, fire, fire.
IV.
Then the little maid reply'd
Should I be your little bride,
[Page 7] Pray what must we have for to eat, eat, eat?
Will the flame that you're so rich in
Light a fire in the kitchen,
Or the little God of love turn the spit, spit, spit?
V.
Then the little man he sigh'd,
And, some say, a little cry'd
For his little heart was big with sorrow, sorrow, sorrow;
As I am your little slave,
If the little that I have
Be too little, little, we will borrow, borrow, borrow.
He who borrows is another Man's slave, and pawns his honor, his liberty, and sometimes his nose for the
[...].
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VI.
Then the little man so gent,
Made the little maid relent,
And set her little heart a think-king, king, king.
Tho' his offers were but small,
She took his little All,
She could have but the Cat and her skin, skin, skin.
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Amphion's SONG
of Euridyce.
I WONT be my father's Jack,
I wont be my father's Gill
I will be the sidler's wife,
And have music when I will.
T'other little tune,
T'other little tune,
Prithee, love, play me
T'other little tune.
Maxim. Those arts are the most valuable which are of the greatest use.
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IS John Smith within?
Yes, that he is.
Can he set a shoe?
Ave, marry two.
Here a nail, and there a nail,
Tick, tack, too.
Maxim. Knowledge is a treasure, but practice is the key to it.
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SE saw, Margery Daw,
Jacky shall have a new master:
Jacky must have but a penny a day,
Because he can work no faster.
[...] mean and scandalous practice in
[...], to things that deferve no
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GREAT A, little a,
Bouncing B:
The Cat's in the cupboard,
And she can't see.
Yes she can see that you are naughty: and don't mind your book.
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HIGH diddle diddle,
The Cat and the fiddle.
The Cow junno'd over the Moon;
The little Dog laugh'd,
To see such craft,
And the dish ran away with the Spoon.
It must be a little Dog that laugh'd, for a great Dog would be ashamed to laugh at such nonsense.
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A DIRGE.
LITTLE Betty winkle she had a Pig,
It was a little Pig not very big;
When he was alive he liv'd in Clover,
But now he's dead, and that's all over;
Johnny Winkle, he
Sate down and cry'd,
Betty Winkle, she
Laid down and dy'd;
So there was an end of one, two and three,
[Page 15] Johnny Winkle he,
Betty Winkle she,
And Piggy wiggie.
A Dirge is a song made for the dead; but whether this was made for Betty Winkle or her Pig is uncertain; no notice being taken of it by Cambden, or any of the famous Antiquarians.
Wall's System
of Sense.
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A Melancholy SONG.
TRIP upon trenchers,
And dance upon dishes,
My mother sent me for some bawn, some bawn:
She bid me tread lightly,
And come again quikly,
For fear the young men, should do me some harm.
Yet did'nt you see;
Yet did'nt you see,
What naughty tricks they put upon me,
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And spilt the water,
And huffed my mother,
And chid her daughter,
And kiss'd my sister instead of me.
What a succession of misfortunes befel this poor girl! But the last circumstance was the most affecting, and might have proved fatal.
Winslow's View of Bath.
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LITTLE Tom Tucker
Sings for his supper;
What shall he eat?
White bread and butter:
How will he cut it,
Without e're a knife?
How will he be married,
Without e're a wife?
To be married without a wife is a terrible thing, and to be married with a bad wife is something worse; however, a good wife that sings well is the best musical instrument in the world.
Puffendorf.
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SE saw, sacaradown,
Which is the way to Boston Town?
One foot up the other foot down,
That is the way to Boston Town.
Or to any other town upon the face of the Earth.
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THERE was an old Woman
Liv'd under a hill.
And if she isn't gone
She lives there still.
This is a self evident proposition, which is the very essence of truth. She lived under the hill, and if she is not gone she lives there still. Nobody will presume to contradict this.
C
[...]usa.
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THERE was an old Woman
Liv'd under a hill,
She put a mouse in a bag,
And sent it to mill:
The miller did swear
By the point of his knife,
He never took toll
Of a mouse in his life.
The only instance of a Miller refusing toll, and for which the Cat has just cause of complaint against him.
Coke upon
Littleton.
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THERE was an old Man,
And he had a calf,
And that's half;
He took him out of the stall,
And put him on the wall,
And that's all.
Maxim. Those who are given to tell all they know generally tell more than they know
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CROSS patch draw the latch,
Set by the sire and spin;
Take a cup and drink it up,
Then call your neighbors in.
A common Case this, to call in our Neighbors to rejoice when all the good Liquor is gone.
Pliny.
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SHOE the Colt,
Shoe the Colt,
Shoe the wild Mare;
Here a nail,
There a nail,
Yet she goes bare.
Ay, ay, drive the nail when it will go: That's the way of the world, and is the method pursued by all our Financiers, Politicians, and Necromancers.
Vattel.
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TELL Tale Tit,
Your Tongue shall be slit,
And all the Dogs in our town
Shall have a bit.
Maxim. Point not at the faults of others with a foul anger.
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WHAT Care I how black I be,
Twenty pounds will marry me;
If twenty won't, Forty shall.
I am my mother's bouncing Girl.
Maxim. If we do not flatter ourselves, the flattery of others would have no effect
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PLATO's SONG.
DING dong bell,
The cat is in the well.
Who put her in?
Tittle Johnny Green
What a naughty boy was that
To drown poor pussy cat,
Who never did any harm,
And kill'd the mice in his father's barn.
Maxim. He that injures one threatens an Hundred.
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RIDE a cock Horse,
To Banbury cross,
To see what Tommy can buy;
A penny white loaf,
A penny white cake,
And a two penny Apple Pye.
There's a good boy, eat up your pye and hold your tongue; for silence is the sign of wisdom.
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THREE wise men of Gotham,
They went to sea in a bowl,
And if the bowl had been stronger,
My song had been longer.
It is long enough. Never lament the loss of what is not worth having.
Boyle.