Nursery Rhyme. CLXIII. Songs.

    As I was going up the hill,
        I met with Jack the piper,
    And all the tunes that he could play
        Was "Tie up your petticoats tighter."

    I tied them once, I tied them twice,
        I tied them three times over;
    And all the songs that he could sing
        Was "Carry me safe to Dover."

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Nursery Rhyme. DLXVII. Natural History.

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Nursery Rhyme. LXXX. Proverbs.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCLXXXV. Games. Game Of The Gipsy.

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Nursery Rhyme. XL. Literal

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Nursery Rhyme. CLIV. Songs.

        [Part of this is in a song called 'Jockey's Lamentation,' in the 'Pills to Purge Melancholy,' 1719, vol. v, p. 317.]

    Tom he was a piper's son,
    He learn'd to play when he was young,
    But all the tunes that he could play,
    Was, "Over the hills and far away;"
    Over the hills, and a great way off,
    And the wind will blow my top-knot off.

    Now Tom with his pipe made such a noise,
    That he pleas'd both the girls and boys,
    And they stopp'd to hear him play,
    "Over the hills and far away."

    Tom with his pipe did play with such skill,
    That those who heard him could never keep still;
    Whenever they heard they began for to dance,
    Even pigs on their hind legs would after him prance.

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Nursery Rhyme. CXLIV. Songs.

    Jeanie come tie my,
    Jeanie come tie my,
    Jeanie come tie my bonnie cravat;
    I've tied it behind,
    I've tied it before,
    And I've tied it so often, I'll tie it no more.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXXXIX. Lullabies.

    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,
            Pr'ythee, love, play me
            T'other little tune.

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Nursery Rhyme. CXLV. Songs.

    Trip upon trenchers, and dance upon dishes,
    My mother sent me for some barm, some barm;
    She bid me tread lightly, and come again quickly,
    For fear the young men should do me some harm.
        Yet didn't you see, yet didn't you see,
        What naughty tricks they put upon me:

        They broke my pitcher,
            And spilt the water,
        And huff'd my mother,
            And chid her daughter,
    And kiss'd my sister instead of me.

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Nursery Rhyme. CLV. Songs.

    Jacky, come give me thy fiddle,
        If ever thou mean to thrive:
    Nay; I'll not give my fiddle
        To any man alive.

    If I should give my fiddle,
        They'll think that I'm gone mad;
    For many a joyful day
        My fiddle and I have had.

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Nursery Rhyme. LXXII. Tales.

    When I was a little girl, about seven years old,
    I hadn't got a petticoat, to cover me from the cold;
    So I went into Darlington, that pretty little town,
    And there I bought a petticoat, a cloak, and a gown.
    I went into the woods and built me a kirk,
    And all the birds of the air, they helped me to work;
    The hawk with his long claws pulled down the stone,
    The dove, with her rough bill, brought me them home;
    The parrot was the clergyman, the peacock was the clerk,
    The bullfinch play'd the organ, and we made merry work.

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