. Gems from Mother Goose . THERE was an old woman, as Ive heard tell, She went to market, her eggs to sell;She went to market on a market-day,And she fell asleep on the Kings highway, There came by a peddler, whose name was Stout;He cut her petticoats all round about;He cut her petticoats up to the knees;Which made the old woman to shiver and freeze. When the old woman first did wakeShe began to shiver, and she began to began to wonder, and she began to cry, Lauk-a-mercy on me, this cant be 1! But if it be I, as I hope it be, Ive alittle dog at home, and hell know me; If it be I, hel
. Gems from Mother Goose . THERE was an old woman, as Ive heard tell, She went to market, her eggs to sell;She went to market on a market-day,And she fell asleep on the Kings highway, There came by a peddler, whose name was Stout;He cut her petticoats all round about;He cut her petticoats up to the knees;Which made the old woman to shiver and freeze. When the old woman first did wakeShe began to shiver, and she began to began to wonder, and she began to cry, Lauk-a-mercy on me, this cant be 1! But if it be I, as I hope it be, Ive alittle dog at home, and hell know me; If it be I, hell wag his little tail, And if it be not I, hell loudly bark and wail. Home went the little woman, all in the dark;Up got the little dog, and he began to bark;He began to bark, so she began to cry, Lauk-a-mercy on me, this is none of 11<. ™
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