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. DCXXXIV. Relics.

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Nursery Rhyme. DCIII. Local.

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Kisses

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLI. Love And Matrimony.

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Nursery Rhyme. XVIII. Historical

        [The following is partly quoted in an old song in a MS. at Oxford, Ashmole, No. 36, fol. 113.]

    As I was going by Charing Cross,
    I saw a black man upon a black horse;
    They told me it was King Charles the First;
    Oh dear! my heart was ready to burst!

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Nursery Rhyme. VI. Historical

        [From a MS. in the old Royal Library, in the British Museum, the exact reference to which is mislaid. It is written, if I recollect rightly, in a hand of the time of Henry VIII, in an older manuscript.]

    We make no spare
    Of John Hunkes' mare;
    And now I
    Think she will die;
    He thought it good
    To put her in the wood,
    To seek where she might ly dry;
    If the mare should chance to fale,
    Then the crownes would for her sale.

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Nursery Rhyme. XXVI. Historical

        [From MS. Sloane, 1489, fol. 19, written in the time of Charles I. It appears from MS. Harl. 390, fol. 85, that these verses were written in 1626, against the Duke of Buckingham.]

    There was a monkey climb'd up a tree,
    When he fell down, then down fell he.

    There was a crow sat on a stone,
    When he was gone, then there was none.

    There was an old wife did eat an apple,
    When she had eat two, she had eat a couple.

    There was a horse going to the mill,
    When he went on, he stood not still.

    There was a butcher cut his thumb,
    When it did bleed, then blood did come.

    There was a lackey ran a race,
    When he ran fast, he ran apace.

    There was a cobbler clowting shoon,
    When they were...

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Nursery Rhyme. DL. Natural History.

    The winds they did blow,
        The leaves they did wag;
    Along came a beggar boy,
        And put me in his bag.

    He took me up to London,
        A lady did me buy,
    Put me in a silver cage,
        And hung me up on high.

    With apples by the fire,
        And nuts for to crack,
    Besides a little feather bed
        To rest my little back.

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Nursery Rhyme. XI. Historical

    At the siege of Belle-isle
    I was there all the while,
    All the while, all the while,
    At the siege of Belle-isle.

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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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