Nursery Rhyme. CCLXXXIX. Games.

    Queen Anne, queen Anne, you sit in the sun,
    As fair as a lily, as white as a wand.
    I send you three letters, and pray read one,
    You must read one, if you can't read all,
    So pray, Miss or Master, throw up the ball.

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Nursery Rhyme. CXC. Riddles.

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Nursery Rhyme. DCXLVIII. Relics.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXXXIV. Love And Matrimony.

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    Here we come a piping,
    First in spring, and then in May;
    The queen she sits upon the sand,
    Fair as a lily, white as a wand:
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Nursery Rhyme. CCCXX. Games.

        [A game at ball.]

    Cuckoo, cherry tree,
    Catch a bird, and give it to me;
    Let the tree be high or low,
    Let it hail, rain, or snow.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCXLIII. Games.

        [The two following are fragments of a game called "The Lady of the Land," a complete version of which has not fallen in my way.]

    Here comes a poor woman from baby-land,
    With three small children in her hand:
    One can brew, the other can bake,
    The other can make a pretty round cake.
    One can sit in the garden and spin,
    Another can make a fine bed for the king;
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Nursery Rhyme. CCLXXVII. Games.

        [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,
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        You or I must be he.

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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. CCLXXXIV. Games.

    Awake, arise, pull out your eyes,
        And hear what time of day;
    And when you have done, pull out your tongue,
        And see what you can say.

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