King Arthur

1.
When good King Arthur ruled this land,
He was a goodly king--
He stole three pecks of barley-meal,
To make a bag pudding.

2.
A bag pudding the Queen did make,
And stuffed it well with plums,
And in it put great lumps of fat
As big as my two thumbs.

3.
The King and Queen did eat thereof,
And noblemen beside,
And what they could not eat that night
The Queen next morning fried.

Walter Crane

Walter Crane was an English artist and book illustrator, considered to be one of the most prolific and influential children's book creators of his generation. Born on August 15, 1845, and passing away on March 14, 1915, he was part of the Arts and Crafts movement and is known for his innovative contributions to children's literature. His work often combined art and poetry, aiming to educate and delight young readers.

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Good King Arthur.


When good king Arthur ruled this land,
He was a goodly king;
He stole three pecks of barley-meal,
To make a bag-pudding.

A bag-pudding the king did make,
And stuffed it well with plums:
And in it put great lumps of fat,
As big as my two thumbs.










The king and queen did eat thereof,
And noblemen beside;
And what they could not eat that night,
The queen next morning fried.

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Nursery Rhyme. II. Historical

    When good king Arthur ruled this land,
        He was a goodly king;
    He stole three pecks of barley-meal,
        To make a bag-pudding.

    A bag-pudding the king did make,
        And stuff'd it well with plums:
    And in it put great lumps of fat,
        As big as my two thumbs.

    The king and queen did eat thereof,
        And noblemen beside;
    And what they could not eat that night,
        The queen next morning fried.

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Rex Arthurus.

When King Arthur ruled the land,
He ruled it like a king:
He bought four pecks of barley-meal
To make a brave pudding.

A pudding brave the king did make
And stuffed it well with plums;
Great lumps of suet he put into it,
As big as both his thumbs.

The king and queen partook thereof,
And all the court beside;
And what they did not eat that night,
The queen next morning fried.

Angliæ rex imperio potitus,
Hordei nactus modium farinæ,
Ordinat cnâ properè institutâ
            Sternere mensam.

Mira farrago exoritur culinâ,
Turgidis uvis maculata passis
Intus et frustis adipis referta
            Pollicis instar.

Rex et affines epulantur omnes
Principes magni dominæque lectæ:
Alma regina exoriente luce

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Aiken Drum

There was a man lived in the moon, lived in the moon,
lived in the moon,
There was a man lived in the moon,
And his name was Aiken Drum,
And he played upon a ladle, a ladle, a ladle,
And he played upon a ladle,
And his name was Aiken Drum.

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And his name, &c.

And his coat was made of good roast beef,
And his name, &c.

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And his name, &c.

His waistcoat was made of crust of pies,
And his name, &c.

His breeches were made of haggis bags,
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There was a man in another town,
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Full many a long day's
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C for the CAT
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When cows jumped higher than
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D for the DAME
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'Tis said they got over,
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ready to make fast
The giant who wanted to
have him for breakfast.

F for the Frog in the story
you know,
Begun with a wooing but
ending in woe.

G for Goosey Gander
who wandered upstairs,
And met the old man
who objected to prayers.


H for poor Humpty who
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