Nursery Rhyme. CCCXCII. Lullabies.

            Bye, O my baby!
            When I was a lady,
    O then my poor baby did'nt cry!
            But my baby is weeping,
            For want of good keeping,
    Oh, I fear my poor baby will die!

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Nursery Rhyme. V. Historical

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXXXVI. Love And Matrimony.

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Nursery Rhyme. VI. Historical

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Nursery Rhyme. CCXXVII. Riddles.

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