Nursery Rhyme. CCCCV. Lullabies.

    I won't be my father's Jack,
        I won't be my mother's Gill,
    I will be the fiddler's wife,
        And have music when I will.
            T'other little tune,
            T'other little tune,
            Pr'ythee, love, play me
            T'other little tune.

    Hushy baby, my doll, I pray you don't cry,
    And I'll give you some bread and some milk by and bye;
    Or, perhaps you like custard, or may-be a tart, -
    Then to either you're welcome, with all my whole heart.

    Bye, baby bunting,
    Daddy's gone a hunting,
    To get a little hare's skin
    To wrap a baby bunting in.

    Dance to your daddy,
    My little babby,
    Dance to your daddy;
    My little lamb.

    You shall have a fishy,
    In a little dishy;
    You shall have a fishy
    When the boat comes in.

    Rock well my cradle,
        And "bee baa," my son;
    You shall have a new gown,
        When ye lord comes home.

    Oh! still my child, Orange,
        Still him with a bell;
    I can't still him, ladie,
        Till you come down yoursell!

    Tom shall have a new bonnet,
    With blue ribbands to tie on it,
    With a hush-a-bye and a lull-a-baby,
    Who so like to Tommy's daddy?