. The nursery rhymes of England . CCCLTTII. [A Christmas custom in Lancashire. The boys dress themselves up withribands,t» Ma-ive me money. i/ O - Ill sweep you all to the grave I GAMES. 195 CCCLIX. [Tlie lullowin? lines are said by the nurse when moving; the childs footup and down.] THE dog of the kill,*He went to the mill To lick mill-dust:The miller he cameWith a stick on his back,— Home, dog, home !The foot behind, The foot before:When he came to a stile, Thus he jumped oer. CCCLX. [The followiug lines arc repeated by the nurse when sliding her lianJdown the childs face.] MY mother and
. The nursery rhymes of England . CCCLTTII. [A Christmas custom in Lancashire. The boys dress themselves up withribands,t» Ma-ive me money. i/ O - Ill sweep you all to the grave I GAMES. 195 CCCLIX. [Tlie lullowin? lines are said by the nurse when moving; the childs footup and down.] THE dog of the kill,*He went to the mill To lick mill-dust:The miller he cameWith a stick on his back,— Home, dog, home !The foot behind, The foot before:When he came to a stile, Thus he jumped oer. CCCLX. [The followiug lines arc repeated by the nurse when sliding her lianJdown the childs face.] MY mother and your mother Went over the way ;Said my mother to your mother, Its chop-a-nose day! * That is, kiln. $3X (1 fe^JL. ELEVENTH CLASS—PARADOXES. CCCLX1. [The followiiiji is quoted in Parkins reply to Dr. Stukeleys second numberot Origincs Roystonianie, 4to, London, 17-18, p. vi.] lilETER WHITE will neer go right,Would you know the reason why ?He follows his nose whereer he goes,And that stands all awry. CCCLXII. O THAT I was where I would be,Then would I be where I am not !But where I am I must be,And where I would be I cannot. PARADOXES. 197 CCCLXIII. [The following was sung to tlic tune of Chevy Chase. It was taken froms poetical talp in the Clioyce Poems, 12mo, London, 16ti2, the music towhich may bt seen in UUrteya Pills to Purge Melancholy, 1719, vol. iv,] THREE children sliding on the ice Upon a summers day,As it fell out, they all fell in, The rest they ran away. Now had these children been at home, Or sliding on dry ground,Ten thousand pounds to one penny They had not all been drownd. You parents all that children have,And you that have got none, If you would have them safe abroad,Pray k
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