[Game with the hands.]

Pease-pudding hot,
Pease-pudding cold,
Pease-pudding in the pot,
Nine days old.
Some like it hot,
Some like it cold,
Some like it in the pot,
Nine days old.

CCLXXXIV.

Awake, arise, pull out your eyes,
And hear what time of day;
And when you have done, pull out your tongue,
And see what you can say.

CCLXXXV.

GAME OF THE GIPSY.

[One child is selected for Gipsy, one for Mother, and one for
Daughter Sue. The Mother says,--

I charge my daughters every one
To keep good house while I am gone.
You and _you_ (_points_) but specially _you_,
[_Or sometimes_, but specially _Sue_.]
Or else I'll beat you black and blue.

During the Mother's absence, the Gipsy comes in, entices a
child away, and hides her. This process is repeated till all
the children are hidden, when the Mother has to find them.]

CCLXXXVI.

[This game begins thus: Take this--What's this?--A gaping,
wide-mouthed, waddling frog, &c.]

Twelve huntsmen with horns and hounds,
Hunting over other men's grounds!
Eleven ships sailing o'er the main,
Some bound for France and some for Spain:
I wish them all safe home again:
Ten comets in the sky,
Some low and some high;
Nine peacocks in the air,
I wonder how they all came there,
I do not know and I do not care;
Eight joiners in joiner's hall,
Working with the tools and all;
Seven lobsters in a dish,
As fresh as any heart could wish;
Six beetles against the wall,
Close by an old woman's apple stall;
Five puppies of our dog Ball,
Who daily for their breakfast call;
Four horses stuck in a bog,
Three monkeys tied to a clog;
Two pudding-ends would choke a dog.
With a gaping, wide-mouthed, waddling frog.

CCLXXXVII.

[A string of children, hand in hand, stand in a row. A child
(A) stands in front of them, as leader; two other children
(B and C) form an arch, each holding both the hands of the
other.]

A. Draw a pail of water,
For my lady's daughter;
My father's a king, and my mother's a queen,
My two little sisters are dress'd in green,
Stamping grass and parsley,
Marigold leaves and daisies.
B. One rush, two rush,
Pray thee, fine lady, come under my bush.

[A passes by under the arch, followed by the whole string of
children, the last of whom is taken captive by B an