not that be very good?
What, shall we have nobody else?
Why sure the man's gone wood!

[Footnote *: Mad. This sense of the word has long been
obsolete; and exhibits therefore, the antiquity of these
lines.]

CCCCLIII.

Tommy Trot, a man of law,
Sold his bed and lay upon straw:
Sold the straw and slept on grass,
To buy his wife a looking-glass.

CCCCLIV.

We're all dry with drinking on't.
We're all dry with drinking on't;
The piper spoke to the fiddler's wife,
And I can't sleep for thinking on't.

CCCCLV.

"John, come sell thy fiddle,
And buy thy wife a gown."
"No, I'll not sell my fiddle,
For ne'er a wife in town."

CCCCLVI.

Up hill and down dale;
Butter is made in every vale,
And if that Nancy Cook
Is a good girl,
She shall have a spouse,
And make butter anon,
Before her old grandmother
Grows a young man.

CCCCLVII.

Jack in the pulpit, out and in;
Sold his wife for a minikin pin.

CCCCLVIII.

Did you see my wife, did you see, did you see,
Did you see my wife looking for me?
She wears a straw bonnet, with white ribbands on it,
And dimity petticoats over her knee.

CCCCLIX.

Rosemary green,
And lavender blue,
Thyme and sweet marjoram,
Hyssop and rue.

CCCCLX.

"Little maid, pretty maid, whither goest thou?"
"Down in the forest to milk my cow."
"Shall I go with thee?" "No, not now;
When I send for thee, then come thou."

CCCCLXI.

I am a pretty wench,
And I come a great way hence,
And sweethearts I can get none:
But every dirty sow,
Can get sweethearts enow,
And I, pretty wench, can get never a one.

CCCCLXII.

Birds of a feather flock together,
And so will pigs and swine;
Rats and mice will have their choice,
And so will I have mine.

CCCCLXIII.

[The practice of sowing hempseed on Allhallows Even is often
alluded to by earlier writers, and Gay, in his 'Pastorals,'
quotes part of the following lines as used on that occasion.]

Hemp-seed I set,
Hemp-seed I sow,
The young man that I love,
Come after me and mow!

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CCCCLXIV.

Jack Sprat could eat no fat,
His wife could eat no lean;
And so, betwixt them both, you see,
They lick'd the platter clean.

CCCCLXV.

Little Jack Dandy-prat was my first suitor;
He had a dish and a spoon, and he'd some pew