Nursery Rhyme. CCCLIV. Games.

DROP-GLOVE.

        [Children stand round in a circle, leaving a space between each. One walks round the outside, and carries a glove in her hand, saying:]

    I've a glove in my hand,
                                            Hittity Hot!
    Another in my other hand,
                                            Hotter than that!
    So I sow beans, and so they come up,
    Some in a mug, and some in a cup.
    I sent a letter to my love,
    I lost it, I lost it!
    I found it, I found it!
    It burns, it scalds.

        [Repeating the last words very rapidly, till she drops the glove behind one of them, and whoever has the glove must overtake her, following her exactly in and out till she catches her. If the pursuer makes a mistake in the pursuit, she loses, and the game is over; otherwise she continues the game with the glove.]

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        [Rhymes used by children to decide who is to begin a game.]

    One-ery, two-ery,
        Ziccary zan;
    Hollow bone, crack a bone,
        Ninery, ten:
    Spittery spot,
        It must be done;
    Twiddleum twaddleum,
        Twenty-one.

    Hink spink, the puddings stink,
        The fat begins to fry,
    Nobody at home, but jumping Joan,
        Father, mother, and I.
    Stick, stock, stone dead,
        Blind man can't see,
    Every knave will have a slave,
        You or I must be he.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCLXXXVII. Games.

        [A string of children, hand in hand, stand in a row. A child (A) stands in front of them, as leader; two other children (B and C) form an arch, each holding both the hands of the other.]

    A.    Draw a pail of water,
            For my lady's daughter;
            My father's a king, and my mother's a queen,
            My two little sisters are dress'd in green,
            Stamping grass and parsley,
            Marigold leaves and daisies.
    B.    One rush, two rush,
            Pray thee, fine lady, come under my bush.

        [A passes by under the arch, followed by the whole string of children, the last of whom is taken captive by B and C. The verses are repeated, until all are taken.]

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCXV. Games.

        [A number of boys and girls stand round one in the middle, who repeats the following lines, counting the children until one is counted out by the end of the verses.]

    Ring me (1), ring me (2), ring me rary (3),
    As I go round (4), ring by ring (5),
    A virgin (6) goes a maying (7),
    Here's a flower (8), and there's a flower (9),
    Growing in my lady's garden (10),
    If you set your foot awry (11),
    Gentle John will make you cry (12),
    If you set your foot amiss (13),
    Gentle John (14) will give you a kiss.

        [The child upon whom (14) falls is then taken out, and forced to select one of the other sex. The middle child then proceeds.]

    This [lady or gentleman] is none of ours,
    Has put [him or her] self in [the selected ...

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Nursery Rhyme. CCLXXXVIII. Games.

        [The following seems to belong to the last game; but it is usually found by itself in the small books of children's rhymes.]

    Sieve my lady's oatmeal,
        Grind my lady's flour,
    Put it in a chesnut,
        Let it stand an hour;
    One may rush, two may rush,
    Come, my girls, walk under the bush.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCXXXVIII. Games.

        [A play with the face. The child exclaims:]

    Ring the bell!            giving a lock of its hair a pull.
    Knock at the door!    tapping its forehead.
    Draw the latch!            pulling up its nose.
    And walk in!                opening its mouth and putting in its finger.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCXLVIII. Games.

        [A game-rhyme.]

    Trip and go, heave and hoe,
    Up and down, to and fro;
    From the town to the grove
    Two and two let us rove,
    A-maying, a-playing;
    Love hath no gainsaying;
    So merrily trip and go,
    So merrily trip and go!

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