Nursery Rhyme. LIX. Tales.

    There was a jolly miller
    Lived on the river Dee,
    He look'd upon his pillow,
    And there he saw a flee.
    Oh! Mr. Flea,
    You have been biting me,
    And you must die:
        So he crack'd his bones
        Upon the stones,
    And there he let him lie.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCC. Lullabies.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLIX. Games.

        [The following lines are said by the nurse when moving the child's foot up and down.]

    The dog of the kill,[*]
    He went to the mill
        To lick mill-dust:
    The miller he came
    With a stick on his back, -
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The Jolly Miller

[Restored Romaunt.]

It was a Jolly Miller lived on the River Dee;
He looked upon his piller, and there he found a flea:
"O Mr. Flea! you have bit' me,
    And you shall shorely die!"
So he scrunched his bones against the stones -
    And there he let him lie!

Twas then the Jolly Miller he laughed and told his wife,
And she laughed fit to kill her, and dropped her carvin'-knife! -
"O Mr. Flea!" "Ho-ho!" "Tee-hee!"
    They both laughed fit to kill,
Until the sound did almost drownd
    The rumble of the mill!

"Laugh on, my Jolly Miller! and Missus Miller, too! -
But there's a weeping-willer will soon wave over you!"
The voice was all so awful small -
    So very small and slim! -
He durst' infer that it was her,
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Nursery Rhyme. CCII. Riddles.

        [A needle and thread.]

    Old mother Twitchett had but one eye,
    And a long tail which she let fly;
    And every time she went over a gap,
    She left a bit of her tail in a trap.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXCIX. Natural History.

    I had a little hobby-horse, and it was well shod,
    It carried me to the mill-door, trod, trod, trod;
    When I got there I gave a great shout,
    Down came the hobby-horse, and I cried out.
    Fie upon the miller, he was a great beast,
    He would not come to my house, I made a little feast,
    I had but little, but I would give him some,
    For playing of his bag-pipes and beating his drum.

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