dy's hire.

DLXXXV.

Bah, bah, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes, marry, have I,
Three bags full:
One for my master,
And one for my dame,
But none for the little boy
Who cries in the lane.

DLXXXVI.

Hussy, hussy, where's your horse?
Hussy, hussy, gone to grass!
Hussy, hussy, fetch him home,
Hussy, hussy, let him alone.

DLXXXVII.

Leg over leg,
As the dog went to Dover;
When he came to a stile,
Jump he went over.

DLXXXVIII.

Rowsty dowt, my fire's all out,
My little dame is not at home!
I'll saddle my cock, and bridle my hen,
And fetch my little dame home again!
Home she came, tritty trot,
She asked for the porridge she left in the pot;
Some she ate and some she shod,
And some she gave to the truckler's dog;
She took up the ladle and knocked its head,
And now poor Dapsy dog is dead!

DLXXXIX.

Little boy blue, come blow up your horn,
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn;
Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep?
He's under the hay-cock fast asleep.
Will you wake him? No, not I;
For if I do, he'll be sure to cry.

DXC.

Goosey, goosey, gander,
Where shall I wander?
Up stairs, down stairs,
And in my lady's chamber;
There I met an old man
That would not say his prayers;
I took him by the left leg,
And threw him down stairs.

DXCI.

Goosy, goosy, gander,
Who stands yonder?
Little Betsy Baker;
Take her up, and shake her.

[Illustration]

SIXTEENTH CLASS.

ACCUMULATIVE STORIES.

DXCII.

I sell you the key of the king's garden:
I sell you the string that ties the key, &c.
I sell you the rat that gnawed the string, &c.
I sell you the cat that caught the rat, &c.
I sell you the dog that bit the cat, &c.

DXCIII.

[Traditional pieces are frequently so ancient, that
possibility will not be outraged by conjecturing the John
Ball of the following piece to be the priest who took so
distinguished a part in the rebellion temp. Richard II.]

John Ball shot them all;
John Scott made the shot,
But John Ball shot them all.

John Wyming made the priming,
And John Brammer made the rammer,
And John Scott made the shot,
But John Ball shot them all.

John Block made the stock,
And John Brammer made the rammer,
And John Wyming made the priming,
And John Scott made the shot,