. Mother Goose's melodies : or Songs for the nursery . .And O, dear me,^When shall I learnMy A, B, C? Heres A, B, C, D, E, F, and G,H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, and P,Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, and Z ;And here is good mamma, who knowsThis is the fount whence learning flows. Here sits the Lord Mayor,^^ {^forehead.] Here sit his two men; C^JV^-^O Here sits the cock, [jight cheek.^ Here sits the hen ; [^kft cheekr\ 42 Mother Gooses Melodies, Here sit the little chickens, ^ip of nose.^ Here they run in ; [mouthr\ Chinchopper, chinchopper, Chin chopper, chin! \j:huck the chin r\ Here stands a post:Who p
. Mother Goose's melodies : or Songs for the nursery . .And O, dear me,^When shall I learnMy A, B, C? Heres A, B, C, D, E, F, and G,H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, and P,Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, and Z ;And here is good mamma, who knowsThis is the fount whence learning flows. Here sits the Lord Mayor,^^ {^forehead.] Here sit his two men; C^JV^-^O Here sits the cock, [jight cheek.^ Here sits the hen ; [^kft cheekr\ 42 Mother Gooses Melodies, Here sit the little chickens, ^ip of nose.^ Here they run in ; [mouthr\ Chinchopper, chinchopper, Chin chopper, chin! \j:huck the chin r\ Here stands a post:Who put it there ? A better man than you ;Touch it if you dare! He that would thrive Must rise at five ; He that hath thriven May lie till seven ;And he that by the plough would thrive,Himself must either hold or drive. Hey, my kitten, my kitten. And hey, my kitten, my deary! Such a sweet pet as thisWas neither far nor neary. Here we go up, up, up. And here we go down, down, here we go backwards and forwards. And here we go round, round, Mother Gooses Melodies. 43 Hey, ding a ding, what shall I sing ? How many holes in a skimmer ?Four and twenty, — my stomach is empty ; Pray, mamma, give me some dinner. Sing a song of sixpence,*^A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirdsBaked in a pie; When the pie was birds began to sing; Was not that a dainty dishTo set before the king ? The king was in the parlor,Counting out his money ; The queen was in the kitchen,Eating bread and honey ; The maid was in the garden,Hanging out the clothes: There came a little blackbird,And snipped off her nose. Jenny was so mad, She didnt know what to do;She put her finger in her ear. And cracked it right in two. 44 Mother Gooses Melodies. Hey rub-a-dub, ho rub-a-dub, three maids in a tub,x^nd what do you think was there ? The butcher, the baker, the candlestick-maker,And all of them gone to the fair. Hick-a-more, Hack-a-more,*^ On the kings kitchen-door;• All the kings h
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