An Alphabet of Old Friends eBook

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E

Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy, and Bess,
They all went together to seek a bird’s nest
They found a bird’s nest with five eggs in;
They all took one, and left four in.

F

Father, father, I’ve come to confess. 
O, yes, dear daughter, what have you done?

G

Gang and hear the owl yell,
Sit and see the swallow flee,
See the foal before its mither’s e’e,
‘Twill be a thriving year wi’ thee.

H

Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree-top;
When the wind blows the cradle will rock;
When the wind ceases the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby and cradle and all.

[Illustration:  EFGH]

I

I had a little husband
  No bigger than my thumb;
I put him in a pint pot,
  And there I bade him drum. 
I bought a little horse
  That galloped up and down;
I bridled him, and saddled him,
  And sent him out of town. 
I gave him a pair of garters,
  To tie up his little hose,
And a little silk handkerchief,
  To wipe his little nose.

J

Jack Sprat would eat no fat,
His wife would eat no lean;
Was not that a pretty trick
To make the platter clean?

K

King Cole was a merry old soul,
  And a merry old soul was he. 
He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl,
  And he called for his fiddlers three
  Every fiddler had a fiddle,
  And a very fine fiddle had he;
Twee, tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers. 
  Oh, there’s none so rare
  As can compare
With King Cole and his fiddlers three!

L

Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep,
  And can’t tell where to find them. 
Let them alone and they’ll come home,
  And bring their tails behind them, &c.

M

  Mistress Mary,
  Quite contrary,
How does your garden grow? 
  With silver bells,
  And cockle shells. 
And cowslips all of a-row.

[Illustration]

[Illustration:  IJKLM]

[Illustration:  NOPQR]

N

Needles and pins, needles and pins,
When a man marries his trouble begins.

O

Once I saw a little bird,
  Come hop, hop, hop;
So I cried, “Little bird,
  Will you stop, stop, stop?”
And was going to the window,
  To say, “How do you do?”
When he shook his little tail,
  And far away he flew.

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