Nursery Rhyme. CLXIV. Songs.

    There were two birds sat on a stone,
        Fa, la, la, la, lal, de;
    One flew away, and then there was one,
        Fa, la, la, la, lal, de;
    The other flew after, and then there was none,
        Fa, la, la, la, lal, de;
    And so the poor stone was left all alone,
        Fa, la, la, la, lal, de!

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    Of all the gay birds that e'er I did see,
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Nursery Rhyme. DXXXII. Natural History.

    Once I saw a little bird,
    Come hop, hop, hop;
    So I cried, little bird,
    Will you stop, stop, stop?
    And was going to the window,
    To say how do you do?
    But he shook his little tail,
    And far away he flew.

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Nursery Rhyme. DLXXIII. Natural History.

    See, saw, Margery Daw,
    The old hen flew over the malt house,
    She counted her chickens one by one,
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    I had two pigeons bright and gay,
    They flew from me the other day;
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Nursery Rhyme. DLXII. Natural History.

    Lady bird, lady bird, fly away home,
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Nursery Rhyme. LII. Tales.

                My dear, do you know,
                How a long time ago,
                    Two poor little children,
                Whose names I don't know,
    Were stolen away on a fine summer's day,
    And left in a wood, as I've heard people say.

                And when it was night,
                So sad was their plight,
                    The sun it went down,
                And the moon gave no light!
    They sobb'd and they sigh'd, and they bitterly cried,
    And the poor little things, they lay down and died.

                And when they were dead,
                The Robins so red
                    Brought strawberry leaves,
                And over them spread;
                    And all the day long,
             ...

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