Nursery Rhyme. CLXVI. Songs.

    There was a jolly miller
        Lived on the river Dee:
    He worked and sung from morn till night,
        No lark so blithe as he,
    And this the burden of his song
        For ever used to be -
    I jump mejerrime jee!
        I care for nobody - no! not I,
    Since nobody cares for me.

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Nursery Rhyme. DLXXXII. Natural History.

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Nursery Rhyme. CLX. Songs.

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Nursery Rhyme. CXX. Scholastic.

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        My pretty maiden fair,
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        And your coal-black hair?
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        Where you'll find me.

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        Kind sir, says she, &c.

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        My pretty maiden fair, &c.
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        Kind sir, says she, &c.

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