Nursery Rhyme. III. Historical

        [The following song relating to Robin Hood, the celebrated outlaw, is well known at Worksop, in Nottinghamshire, where it constitutes one of the nursery series.]

    Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
    Is in the mickle wood!
    Little John, Little John,
    He to the town is gone.

    Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
        Is telling his beads,
    All in the green wood,
        Among the green weeds.

    Little John, Little John,
        If he comes no more,
    Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
        He will fret full sore!

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Nursery Rhyme. CLXXIV. Songs.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXX. Jingles.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCXCVI. Lullabies.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXVI. Love And Matrimony.

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Nursery Rhyme. XXII. Historical

        [The following is a fragment of a song on the subject, which was introduced by Russell in the character of Jerry Sneak.]

    Poor old Robinson Crusoe!
    Poor old Robinson Crusoe!
    They made him a coat
    Of an old nanny goat,
        I wonder how they could do so!
    With a ring a ting tang,
    And a ring a ting tang,
        Poor old Robinson Crusoe!

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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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Nursery Rhyme. LIII. Tales.

    There was a man, and he had naught,
        And robbers came to rob him;
    He crept up to the chimney pot,
        And then they thought they had him.

    But he got down on t'other side,
        And then they could not find him;
    He ran fourteen miles in fifteen days,
        And never look'd behind him.

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Nursery Rhyme. IV. Historical

        [The following lines were obtained in Oxfordshire. The story to which it alludes is related by Matthew Paris.]

    One moonshiny night
    As I sat high,
    Waiting for one
    To come by;
    The boughs did bend,
    My heart did ache
    To see what hole the fox did make.

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Nursery Rhyme. DXXVII. Natural History.

    Little Robin Red-breast
        Sat upon a rail:
    Niddle naddle went his head,
        Wiggle waggle went his tail.

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Nursery Rhyme. DXXVIII. Natural History.

    Little Robin Red-breast,
        Sat upon a hirdle;
    With a pair of speckled legs,
        And a green girdle.

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