Nursery Rhyme. DXXXIX. Natural History.

    There was a piper, he'd a cow,
        And he'd no hay to give her
    He took his pipes and played a tune,
        Consider, old cow, consider!

    The cow considered very well,
        For she gave the piper a penny,
    That he might play the tune again,
        Of corn rigs are bonnie!

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Nursery Rhyme. LXVII. Tales.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXLIV. Love And Matrimony.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXXXI. Jingles.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXXIII. Paradoxes.

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Nursery Rhyme. DLXXXII. Natural History.

            I had a little cow;
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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXCIX. Natural History.

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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,
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    And the wind will blow my top-knot off.

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    I turned her into the meadow to graze her;
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    And drove the little cow home again.
    The church doors they stood open,
    And there the little cow was cropen:
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Nursery Rhyme. DLXXV. Natural History.

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