Nursery Rhyme. CCXXXVII. Charms.

    Cushy cow bonny, let down thy milk,
    And I will give thee a gown of silk;
    A gown of silk and a silver tee,
    If thou wilt let down thy milk to me.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCIX. Jingles.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCV. Games.

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Nursery Rhyme. DLIII. Natural History.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCXXXIX. Charms.

        [The following, with a very slight variation, is found in Ben    Jonson's 'Masque of Queen's,' and it is singular to account for its introduction into the modern nursery.]

    I went to the toad that lies under the wall,
    I charmed him out, and he came at my call;
    I scratch'd out the eyes of the owl before,
    I tore the bat's wing, what would you have more.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXXX. Lullabies.

    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.

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Nursery Rhyme. CLXXXIII. Riddles.

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    There was a girl in our towne,
    Silk an' satin was her gowne,
    Silk an' satin, gold an' velvet,
    Guess her name, three times I've tell'd it.

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Nursery Rhyme. CXXX. Songs.

    Oh, where are you going,
        My pretty maiden fair,
    With your red rosy cheeks,
        And your coal-black hair?
    I'm going a-milking,
        Kind sir, says she;
    And it's dabbling in the dew,
        Where you'll find me.

    May I go with you,
        My pretty maiden fair, &c.
    Oh, you may go with me,
        Kind sir, says she, &c.

    If I should chance to kiss you,
        My pretty maiden fair, &c.
    The wind may take it off again,
        Kind sir, says she, &c.

    And what is your father,
        My pretty maiden fair, &c.
    My father is a farmer,
        Kind sir, says she, &c.

    And what is your mother,
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Nursery Rhyme. CCXLVII. Charms.

My grandmother sent me a new-fashioned three cornered cambric country cut handkerchief. Not an old-fashioned three cornered cambric country cut handkerchief, but a new-fashioned three cornered cambric country cut handkerchief.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCXLVI. Charms.

    Robert Rowley rolled a round roll round,
    A round roll Robert Rowley rolled round;
    Where rolled the round roll Robert Rowley rolled round?

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