Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXXXIII. Lullabies.

    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.

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Nursery Rhyme. CXLIII. Songs.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLVI. Love And Matrimony.

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Nursery Rhyme. CLXXXVII. Riddles.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCXCIII. Lullabies.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXXXI. Lullabies.

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    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,
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    Hush-a-bye, a ba lamb,
        Hush-a-bye a milk cow,
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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXXXVII. Lullabies.

    Hush thee, my babby,
    Lie still with thy daddy,
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        And so, my dear babby, lie still.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCIII. Lullabies.

    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;
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