I burnt my fingers, I feel it yet;
The cock sparrow flew over the table;
The pot began to play with the ladle.

DLXXIII.

See, saw, Margery Daw,
The old hen flew over the malt house,
She counted her chickens one by one,
Still she missed the little white one,
And this is it, this is it, this is it.

DLXXIV.

Hurly, burly, trumpet trase,
The cow was in the market place,
Some goes far, and some goes near,
But where shall this poor henchman steer?

DLXXV.

There was an old woman had three cows,
Rosy, and Colin, and Dun;
Rosy and Colin were sold at the fair,
And Dun broke his head in a fit of despair
And there was an end of her three cows,
Rosy, and Colin, and Dun.

DLXXVI.

I'll away yhame,
And tell my dame,
That all my geese
Are gane but yane;
And it's a steg (_gander_),
And it's lost a leg;
And it'll be gane
By I get yhame.

DLXXVII.

[Imitated from a pigeon.]

Curr dhoo, curr dhoo,
Love me, and I'll love you!

DLXXVIII.

I like little pussy, her coat is so warm,
And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm;
So I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away,
But pussy and I very gently will play.

DLXXIX.

Little cock robin peep'd out of his cabin,
To see the cold winter come in,
Tit, for tat, what matter for that,
He'll hide his head under his wing!

DLXXX.

The pettitoes are little feet,
And the little feet not big;
Great feet belong to the grunting hog,
And the pettitoes to the little pig.

DLXXXI.

Charley Warley had a cow.
Black and white about the brow;
Open the gate and let her go through,
Charley Warley's old cow!

DLXXXII.

I had a little cow;
Hey-diddle, ho-diddle!
I had a little cow, and it had a little calf,
Hey-diddle, ho-diddle; and there's my song half.

I had a little cow;
Hey-diddle, ho-diddle!
I had a little cow, and I drove it to the stall;
Hey-diddle, ho-diddle; and there's my song all!

DLXXXIII.

_The Cock._ Lock the dairy door,
Lock the dairy door!
_The Hen._ Chickle, chackle, chee,
I haven't got the key!

DLXXXIV.

I had a little pony,
His name was Dapple-gray,
I lent him to a lady,
To ride a mile away;
She whipped him, she slashed him,
She rode him through the mire;
I would not lend my pony now
For all the la