Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Three bags full.
One for the master,
And one for the dame,
And one for the little boy
Who lives down the lane.
This nursery rhyme was used in the nineteenth century for starting children's races. On festive occasions, particularly on May Day, the leading pack horse was often decked with bells and was referred to as a "bell-horse". Bells were also used on coach horses. In New Zealand, bell-horse was the nickname for a race horse because the trophies offered as prizes were Silver Bells.
There were two blackbirds Sat upon a hill, The one was named Jack, The other named Gill; Fly away Jack, Fly away Gill, Come again Jack, Come again Gill. Note: This is an infant amusement piece. A piece of paper...
The Shafto family was named for Shaftoe village in Northumberland. Over the generations, there were at least 7 different Robert Shaftos. The Bobby Shafto in the nursery rhyme above is thought to be composed in support of Robert Shafto of Whitworth of the County Durham branch of the family, who ran for Parliament in 1761. His portrait portrays him as young, handsome with yellow hair. Such was his beauty that at least one heiress was said to have died for love of him.
Cackle, cackle, Mother Goose, Have you any feathers loose? Truly have I, pretty fellow, Half enough to fill a pillow. Here are quills, take one or two, And down to make a bed for you....
Oh where, oh where has my little dog gone?
Oh where, oh where can he be?
With his ears cut short and his tail cut long,
Oh where, oh where can he be?
There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile.
He found a crooked sixpence against a crooked stile.
He had a crooked cat which caught a crooked mouse
And they all lived together in a little crooked house.
Do you know the muffin man,
The muffin man, the muffin man,
Do you know the muffin man,
That lives in Drury Lane?
Hot-cross buns! Hot-cross buns!
One a penny, two a penny,
Hot-cross buns!
The cock crows in the morning To tell us to rise, And he that lies late Will never be wise; For early to bed, And early to rise, Is the way to be healthy And wealthy and wise. NOTE: This...
The cock's on the woodpileBlowing his horn,The bull's in the hay-barnThreshing the corn,The girl's in the gardenCropping the leeks,The cat's in the cream-potUp to her cheeks,The maid's in the kitchenFrying the fish,The dog's in the cupboardLicking the dish,The duck's in the...
To market, to market, to buy a fat pig, Home again, home again, jiggety-jig; To market to market to buy a fat hog, Home again, home again, jiggety-jog; To market, to market to buy a plum bun, Home again, home...