A, B, C, die Katze lief im Schnee, Und wie sie wieder 'raus kam, Da hatt' sie weisse Stieflein an:
Doctor Faustus was a good man, He whipt his scholars now and then; When he whipt he made them dance
When the Horse first took Man on his back, To help him the Stag to attack; How little his dread,
When to warm his cold fingers man blew, And again, but to cool the hot stew; Simple Satyr, unused
Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown,
The Frogs prayed to Jove for a king: "Not a log, but a livelier thing." Jove sent them a Stork,
Now we dance looby, looby, looby, Now we dance looby, looby light; Now we dance looby, looby, looby,
Pussy-cat high, Pussy-cat low, Pussy-cat was a fine teazer of tow. Pussy-cat she came into the barn,
Upon Paul's steeple stands a tree As full of apples as may be, The little boys of London town
Crafty Lion,--perhaps with the gout, Kept his cave; where, to solve any doubt, Many visitors go:
A poor half-blind Doe her one eye Kept shoreward, all danger to spy, As she fed by the sea,
A Cow sought a mouthful of hay; But a Dog in the manger there lay, And he snapped out "how now?"
The Eagle flew off with a lamb; Then the Crow thought to lift an old ram, In his eaglish conceit,
The Fir-tree looked down on the Bramble. "Poor thing, only able to scramble About on the ground."
You have heard how Sir Fox treated Crane: With soup in a plate. When again They dined, a long bottle
This Fox has a longing for grapes, He jumps, but the bunch still escapes. So he goes away sour;
The first time the Fox had a sight Of the Lion, he 'most died of fright; When he next met his eye,
A Fox with his foot on a Mask, Thus took the fair semblance to task; "You're a real handsome face;
Said Fox, minus tail in a trap, "My friends! here's a lucky mishap: Give your tails a short lease!"
A Bull Frog, according to rule, Sat a-croak in his usual pool: And he laughed in his heart
A golden Egg, one every day, That simpleton's Goose used to lay; So he killed the poor thing,
A Hart by the hunters pursued, Safely hid in a Vine, till he chewed The sweet tender green,
The Hen roosted high on her perch; Hungry Fox down below, on the search, Coaxed her hard to descend
A Kid vowed to Jove, so might he Find his herd, & his herd did he see Soon, of lions the prey:
On a Statue--king Lion dethroned, Showing conqueror Man,--Lion frowned. "If a Lion, you know,
In pity he brought the poor Snake To be warmed at his fire. A mistake! For the ungrateful thing
He buried his Gold in a hole. One saw, and the treasure he stole. Said another, "What matter?
A poor thing the Mouse was, and yet, When the Lion got caught in a net, All his strength was no use
The north wind doth blow And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then--poor thing?
In an old world garden dreaming, Where the flowers had human names, Methought, in fantastic seeming,
The Peacock considered it wrong That he had not the nightingale's song; So to Juno he went,
1. My daddy is dead, but I can't tell you how; He left me six horses to follow the plough;
O all you little blackey tops, Pray don't you eat my father's crops, While I lie down to take a nap.
The Trees ask of Man what he lacks; "One bit, just to handle my axe?" All he asks--well and good:
A Trumpeter, prisoner made, Hoped his life would be spared when he said He'd no part in the fight,
"So awkward, so shambling a gait!" Mrs Crab did her daughter berate, Who rejoined, "It is true
Warm hands, warm, thy men are gone to plough; If you want to warm your hands, warm your hands now.
1. A jolly fat frog lived in the river swim, O! A comely black crow lived on the river brim, O!
There was a jolly miller once Lived on the river Dee; He worked and sang from morn till night,