What a naughty boy was that To drown poor p.u.s.s.y-cat, Who never did any harm, But kill"d the mice in his father"s barn.
CCCCVII.
Hey ding a ding, what shall I sing?
How many holes in a skimmer?
Four and twenty,--my stomach is empty; Pray, mamma, give me some dinner.
CCCCVIII.
c.o.c.k a doodle doo!
My dame has lost her shoe; My master"s lost his fiddling stick, And don"t know what to do.
c.o.c.k a doodle doo!
What is my dame to do?
Till master finds his fiddling stick, She"ll dance without her shoe.
c.o.c.k a doodle doo!
My dame has lost her shoe, And master"s found his fiddling stick, Sing doodle doodle doo!
c.o.c.k a doodle doo!
My dame will dance with you, While master fiddles his fiddling stick.
For dame and doodle doo.
c.o.c.k a doodle doo!
Dame has lost her shoe; Gone to bed and scratch"d her head, And can"t tell what to do.
CCCCIX.
Diddledy, diddledy, dumpty; The cat ran up the plum-tree.
I"ll lay you a crown I"ll fetch you down; So diddledy, diddledy, dumpty.
CCCCX.
Little Tee Wee, He went to sea In an open boat; And while afloat The little boat bended, And my story"s ended.
CCCCXI.
Sing, sing, what shall I sing?
The cat has eat the pudding-string; Do, do, what shall I do?
The cat has bit it quite in two.
CCCCXII.
[I do not know whether the following may have reference to the game of handy-dandy, mentioned in "King Lear," act iv, sc. 6, and in Florio"s "New World of Words," 1611, p. 57.]
Handy Spandy, Jack-a-dandy, Loved plum-cake and sugar-candy; He bought some at a grocer"s shop, And out he came, hop, hop, hop.
CCCCXIII.
Tiddle liddle lightum, Pitch and tar; Tiddle liddle lightum, What"s that for?
CCCCXIV.
Sing jigmijole, the pudding-bowl, The table and the frame; My master he did cudgel me For speaking of my dame.
CCCCXV.
Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John Went to bed with his trowsers on; One shoe off, the other shoe on, Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John.
CCCCXVI.
Dibbity, dibbity, dibbity, doe.
Give me a pancake And I"ll go.
Dibbity, dibbity, dibbity, ditter, Please to give me A bit of a fritter.
CCCCXVII.
Feedum, fiddledum fee, The cat"s got into the tree.
p.u.s.s.y, come down, Or I"ll crack your crown, And toss you into the sea.
CCCCXVIII.
Little Jack a Dandy Wanted sugar-candy, And fairly for it cried; But little Billy Cook Who always reads his book, Shall have a horse to ride.
CCCCXIX.
Hyder iddle diddle dell, A yard of pudding"s not an ell; Not forgetting tweedle-dye, A tailor"s goose will never fly.
CCCCXX.
Gilly Silly Jarter, Who has lost a garter?
In a shower of rain, The miller found it, The miller ground it, And the miller gave it to Silly again.
CCCCXXI.