Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes 21 – Anonymous · Library Across
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Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes 21The Fox and the Farmer
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Literature · For Children
Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes 21
The Fox and the Farmer
AnonymousEnglish
A FOX jumped up on a moonlight night,
The stars were shining, and all things bright;
"Oh, ho!" said the Fox, "it's a very fine night
For me to go through the town, heigho!"
The Fox when he came to yonder stile,
He lifted his ears, and he listened awhile;
"Oh, ho!" said the Fox, "it's but a short mile
From this unto yonder town, heigho!"
The Fox when he came to the farmer's gate,
Whom should he see but the farmer's Drake;
"I love you well for your master's sake,
And long to be picking your bones, heigho!"
The grey Goose ran right round the haystack.
"Oh, ho!" said the Fox, "you are very fat;
You'll do very well to ride on my back,
From this into yonder town, heigho!"
The farmer's wife she jumped out of bed,
And out of the window she popped her head;
"Oh, husband! oh, husband! the Geese are all dead,
For the Fox has been through the town, heigho!"
The farmer he loaded his pistol with lead,
And shot the old rogue of a Fox through the head;
"Ah, ha!" said the farmer, "I think you're quite dead,
And no more you'll trouble the town, heigho!"
PEASE pudding hot,
Pease pudding cold,
Pease pudding in the pot,
Nine days old.
Some like it hot,
Some like it cold,
Some like it in the pot,
Nine days old.
Curly-locks, Curly-locks, wilt thou be mine?
Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine;
But sit on a cushion, and sew a fine seam,
And feed upon strawberries, sugar, and cream.
Margery Mutton-pie, and Johnny Bo-peep,
They met together in Gracechurch Street;
In and out, in and out, over the way,
Oh! says Johnny, 'tis Chop-nose Day.
There was a Rat, for want of stairs,
Went down a rope to say his prayers.
Snail, snail, come put out your horn,
To-morrow is the day to shear the corn.
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride,
If turnips were watches, I would wear one by my side.
Hark, hark,
The dogs do bark,
The beggars are coming to town;
Some in jags,
Some in rags,
And some in velvet gown.
One, two, buckle my shoe;
Three, four, shut the door;
Five, six, pick up sticks;
Seven, eight, lay them straight;
Nine, ten, a good fat hen;
Eleven, twelve, dig and delve;
Thirteen, fourteen, maids a-courting;
Fifteen, sixteen, maids in the kitchen;
Seventeen, eighteen, maids in waiting;
Nineteen, twenty, my plate is empty.
I had a little husband, no bigger than my thumb;
I put him in a pint pot, and there I bid him drum.
I bought a little horse that galloped up and down;
I saddled him, and bridled him, and sent him out of town.
I gave him some garters, to garter up his hose,
And a little pocket-handkerchief to wipe his pretty nose.
I have a little sister; they call her Peep, Peep,
She wades the water, deep, deep, deep;
She climbs the mountains, high, high, high.
Poor little thing! she has but one eye.
Music:
Goosey, goosey, gander, whither shall I wander,
Up stairs, and down stairs, and in my lady's chamber.
There I met an old man, who would not say his prayers,
I took him by his left leg, and threw him down the stairs.
Handy Spandy, Jack-a-dandy,
Loves plum-cake and sugarcandy;
He brought some at a grocer's shop,
And out he came, hop-hop-hop.
If all the world were water,
And all the water were ink,
What should we do for bread and cheese?
What should we do for drink?
Hey, my kitten, my kitten,
Hey, my kitten, my deary;
Such a sweet pet as this
Was neither far nor neary.
Here we go up, up, up,
Here we go down, down, down;
Here we go backwards and forwards,
And here we go round, round, round.
I had a little pony;
They called him Dapple-grey.
I lent him to a lady,
To ride a mile away.
She whipped him, she slashed
him,
She rode him through the
mire;
I would not lend my pony now,
For all the lady's hire.
See, see. What shall I see?
A horse's head where his tail should be.
Pussy cat, Pussy cat, where have you been?
I've been to London to look at the Queen.
Pussy cat, Pussy cat, what did you do there?
I frightened a little mouse under the chair.
Little Tommy Tittlemouse
Lived in a little house;
He caught fishes
In other men's ditches.
