Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXVIII. Love And Matrimony.

    On Saturday night,
    Shall be all my care
    To powder my locks
    And curl my hair.

    On Sunday morning
    My love will come in,
    When he will marry me
    With a gold ring.

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Nursery Rhyme. CXXXVI. Songs.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCLXIII. Gaffers And Gammers.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXXV. Love And Matrimony.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCXXXIII. Riddles.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXLII. Love And Matrimony.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXLIII. Love And Matrimony.

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