Illustrated Nursery Rhymes and Songs

 

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A NURSERY RHYME
PICTURE BOOK

WITH DRAWINGS IN COLOUR
AND BLACK AND WHITE

BY

L. LESLIE BROOKE

LONDON
FREDERICK WARNE & CO. LTD.
AND NEW YORK

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THE MAN IN THE MOON.

THE Man in the Moon
Came tumbling down,
And asked his way to Norwich;

They told him south,
And he burnt his mouth
With eating cold pease-porridge.

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TO MARKET, TO MARKET.

TO market, to market, to buy a fat Pig;
Home again, home again, dancing a jig.

To market, to market, to buy a fat Hog;
Home again, home again, jiggety-jog.

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THERE WAS A MAN.

There was a man, and he had nought,
And robbers came to rob him;

He crept up to the chimney-pot,

And then they could not find him;

He ran fourteen miles in fifteen days,
And never looked behind him.

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THE LION AND THE UNICORN.

The Lion and the Unicorn
Were fighting for the Crown;
The Lion beat the Unicorn
All round about the town.

Some gave them white bread,
And some gave them brown;
Some gave them plum-cake,
And sent them out of town.

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LITTLE MISS
MUFFET.

Little Miss Muffet Sat on a tuffet Eating of curds and whey;

There came a big Spider
And sat down beside her,
And frightened Miss Muffet away.

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ORANGES AND LEMONS.

Gay go up, and gay go down
To ring the bells of London Town.

Bull's eyes and targets,
Say the bells of St. Marg'ret's.

Brickbats and tiles,	Pancakes and fritters,
Say the bells of St. Giles'.	Say the bells of St. Peter's.

Two sticks and an apple,
Say the bells at Whitechapel.

Halfpence and farthings,
Say the bells of St. Martin's.

Oranges and Lemons,
Say the bells of St. Clement's.

Old Father Baldpate,
Say the slow bells at Aldgate.

Pokers and tongs,
Say the bells of St. John's.

Kettles and pans,
Say the bells of St. Ann's.

You owe me ten shillings,	When I grow rich,
Say the bells at St. Helen's.	Say the bells at Shoreditch.
When will you pay me?	Pray when will that be?
Say the bells at Old Bailey.	Say the bells of Stepney.

I am sure I don't know,
Says the great bell of Bow.

Here comes a candle to light you to bed,
And here comes a chopper to chop off your head.

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GOOSEY, GOOSEY GANDER.

Goosey, Goosey Gander,
Where shall I wander?

Upstairs, downstairs,
And in my lady's chamber.

There I met an old man
That would not say his prayers:
I took him by the left leg,
And threw him downstairs.

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HUMPTY DUMPTY.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall;

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall;

All the King's horses and all the King's men
Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty together again.

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BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP.

Baa, baa, Black Sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes, marry, have I,
Three bags full:

One for my Master,
And one for my Dame,
And one for the little boy
That lives in the lane!

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THE THREE WISE MEN OF GOTHAM.

Three wise men of Gotham
Went to sea in a bowl:

If the bowl had been stronger,
My song would have been longer.

NURSERY SONGS.

LITTLE MISS MUFFET.

Little Miss Muffet
She sat on a tuffet,
Eating of curds and whey.
There came a great spider,
Who sat down beside her,
And frightened Miss Muffet away.

PAT-A-CAKE, PAT-A-CAKE.

Pat-a-cake, Pat-a-cake, baker's man,
Make me a cake as fast as you can;
Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T,
And send it home for Tommy and me.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall;
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Could not set Humpty Dumpty up again.

HUMPTY DUMPTY.

YOUNG LAMBS TO SELL!

Young lambs to sell!—young lambs to sell!
If I had as much money as I could tell,
I never would cry, Young lambs to sell!
Young lambs to sell!—young lambs to sell!
I never would cry, Young lambs to sell!

LITTLE ROBIN REDBREAST SAT UPON A TREE.

Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a tree,
Up went Pussy-cat, and down went he;
Down came Pussy-cat, and away Robin ran;
Says little Robin Redbreast, “Catch me if you can.”
Little Robin Redbreast jumped upon a wall,
Pussy-cat jumped after him and almost got a fall;
Little Robin chirped and sang, and what did Pussy say?
Pussy-cat said “Mew,” and Robin jumped away.

HANDY SPANDY, JACK-A-DANDY.

Handy Spandy Jack-a-Dandy
Loved plumcake and sugar candy;
He bought some at a grocer's shop,
And out he came, hop, hop, hop.

LITTLE BOY BLUE.

Little Boy Blue, come blow up your horn,
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep?
He is under the hay-cock fast asleep.

THIS LITTLE PIG WENT TO MARKET.

This little pig went to market;
This little pig stayed at home;
This pig had a piece of bread-and-butter;
This little pig had none;
This little pig said, "Wee, wee, wee!
I can't find my way home.”

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NURSERY RHYMES.

LITTLE JACK HORNER.

Little Jack Horner sat in a corner,
Eating his Christmas Pie;
He put in his thumb, and pulled out a plum,
And said, “What a good boy am I!”

TO MARKET, TO MARKET.

To market, to market, to buy a fat pig;
Home again, home again, jiggetty-jig.
To market, to market, to buy a fat hog;
Home again, home again, jiggetty-jog.

Taffy was a Welshman,
Taffy was a thief;
Taffy came to my house
And stole a piece of beef.
I went to Taffy's house,
Taffy was from home;
Taffy came to my house
And stole a marrow bone.

TAFFY WAS A WELSHMAN.

BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP.

Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes, marry, have I,
Three bags full:
One for my master,
One for my dame;
But none for the little girl
That cries in the lane.

PRETTY MAID, PRETTY MAID.

Pretty maid, pretty maid, where have you been?
Gathering a posie to give to the Queen.

MARY, MARY, QUITE CONTRARY.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
Silver bells and cockle-shells,
And columbines all of a row.

LITTLE BO-PEEP.

Little Bo-Peep has lost his sheep,
And cannot tell where to find them
Leave them alone, and they'll come home,
And bring their tails behind them.

Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,
And dreamt he heard them bleating
When he awoke, he found it a joke,
For still they all were fleeting.

Then up he took his little crook,
Determined for to find them;
He found them indeed, but it made his heart bleed,
For they'd left their tails behind them.

HOT CROSS BUNS.

Hot Cross Buns!
Hot Cross Buns!
One a penny, two a penny, Hot Cross Buns.
Hot Cross Buns!
Hot Cross Buns!
If you have no daughters, give them to your sons.

THE CAT AND FIDDLE.

Hey diddle diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon,
The little dog laughed
To see the sport,
While the dish ran after the spoon.

THE QUEEN OF HEARTS.

The Queen of Hearts,
She made some tarts
Upon a summer day;
The Knave of Hearts,
He stole those tarts,
And took them quite away.

The King of Hearts,
He missed those tarts,
And beat the knave full sore;
The Knave of Hearts
Brought back those tarts,
And vowed he'd steal no more.

I HAD A LITTLE HUSBAND.

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 bridled him and saddled him,
And sent him out of town.

I gave him some garters,
To garter up his hose,
And a little handkerchief
To wipe his pretty nose.

GOOSEY, GOOSEY, GANDER.

Goosey, Goosey Gander,
Where shall I wander?
Up stairs, down stairs,
In my lady's chamber.

There I met an old man
That would not say his prayers;
I took him by the left leg,
And threw him down stairs.

LITTLE POLLY FLINDERS.

Little Polly Flinders,
Sat among the cinders,
Warming her pretty little toes;
Her mother came and caught her,
And scolded her little daughter,
For spoiling her nice new clothes.

DING DONG BELL.

Ding Dong Bell,
Pussy's in the well.
Who put her in?
Little Tommy Lin.
Who pulled her out?
Little Tommy Trout.
What a naughty boy was that,
To drown poor little Pussy cat,
Who never did him any harm,
But killed the mice in his father's barn.

"MULTIPLICATION IS VEXATION."

Multiplication is vexation;
Division is as bad;
The Rule of Three doth puzzle me,
And Practice drives me mad.

THE DAPPLE-GREY PONY.

I had a little pony,
His name was 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.

OLD WOMAN, OLD WOMAN, SAYS I.

Old woman, old woman, old woman say I,
O whither, O whither, O whither so high?
To sweep the cobwebs off the sky.
Shall I go with you? Ay, by-and-by.

DAME TROT AND HER CAT.

Dame Trot and her cat
Led a peaceable life
When they were not troubled
With other folks' strife.

When Dame had her dinner
Puss near her would wait,
And was sure to receive
A nice piece from her plate.

SIMPLE SIMON.

Simple Simon met a pieman
Going to the fair;
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
“Let me taste your ware.”

Says the pieman to Simple Simon,
“Show me first your penny.”
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
“Indeed, I have not any.”

Simple Simon went a-fishing
For to catch a whale;
All the water he had got
Was in his mother's pail.

MARY HAD A PRETTY BIRD.

Mary had a pretty bird,
With feathers bright and yellow,
Slender legs—upon my word,
He was a pretty fellow.

The sweetest notes he always sang,
Which much delighted Mary;
And near the cage she'd ever sit,
To hear her own Canary.

IS JOHN SMITH WITHIN?

Is John Smith within?
Yes, that he is.
Can he set a shoe?
Ay, marry, two;
Here a nail and there a nail,
Tick, tack, too.

GUY FAWKES.

Please to remember
The fifth of November,
Gunpowder treason and plot.
I know no reason
Why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.

JACK AND JILL.

Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water.
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.

LITTLE FRED.

When little Fred went to bed,
He always said his prayers.
He kissed mamma and then papa,
And straightway went upstairs.

LITTLE TOM TUCKER.

Little Tommy Tucker,
Sings for his supper.
What shall he eat?
White bread and butter.
How shall he cut it
Without e'er a knife?
How will he be married
Without e'er a wife.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING, MY PRETTY MAID?

Where are you going, my pretty maid?
I'm going a milking, sir, she said.
May I go with you, my pretty maid?
You're kindly welcome, sir, she said.
What is your fortune, my pretty maid?
My face is my fortune, sir, she said.
Then I won't marry you, my pretty maid.
Nobody asked you, sir, she said.

RIDE A COCK-HORSE.

Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,
To see an old lady upon a white horse;
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,
And so she makes music wherever she goes.

SING A SONG OF SIXPENCE.

Sing a song of sixpence,
A bag full of rye;
Four-and-twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.

When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing.
Was not that a dainty dish
To set before the king?

The king was in his countinghouse,
Counting out his money;
The queen was in the parlour,
Eating bread and honey.

The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes;
'Long came a blackbird
And snapt off her nose.

TOM, TOM, THE PIPER'S SON.

Tom, Tom, the piper's son,
Stole a pig and away he run!
The pig was eat, and Tom was beat,
And Tom went roaring down the street.

OLD KING COLE.

Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he!
He called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.

Every fiddler he had a fiddle,
And a very fine fiddle had he!
Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee went the fiddlers.
Oh, there's none so rare
As can compare
With King Cole and his fiddlers three!

FOUR-AND-TWENTY TAILORS WENT TO KILL A SNAIL.

Four-and-twenty tailors went to kill a snail;
The best man among them durst not touch her tail.
She put out her horns like a little Kyloe cow.
Run, tailors, run, or she'll kill you all e'en now.

HUSH-A-BY BABY.

Hush-a-by, baby, thy cradle is green;
Father's a nobleman; mother's a queen;
Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring,
And Johnny's a drummer and drums for the king.