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, Quite bold and plain. Ding dong! ding dong! There goes the gong; Dick, come along, It's time for dinner. Wash your face, Take your place, Where's your grace? You little sinner! When little Claude was naughty wunst At dinner-time, an' said, He wont say "Thank you!" to his Ma, She maked him go to bed, An' stay two hours an' not git up, So when the clock struck Two, Nen Claude says, "Thank you, Mr Clock, I'm much obleeged to you!" Tit-tat-toe! My first go; Three jolly butcher boys all in a row! Stick one up, Stick one down, Stick one in the old man's burying-ground. FOR A WILLOW PATTERN PLATE There's two birds flying high, Here's a vessel sailing by; Here's the bridge that they pass over, Three little men going to Dover! Here the stately castle stands, Where lives the ruler of these lands; Here's the tree with the apples on, That's the fence that ends my song! What way does the wind come? What way does he go? He rides over the water, and over the snow, Through wood and through vale, and o'er rocky height, Which goat cannot climb, takes his sounding flight; He tosses about in every bare tree, As, if you look up, you plainly may see; But how he will come, and whither he goes, There's never a scholar in England knows. TO BE WRITTEN IN A BOOK Give your attention as you read, And frequent pauses take; Think seriously; and take good heed That you no dog's ears make. Don't wet the fingers as you turn The pages one by one; Never touch prints, observe: and learn Each idle gait to shun. TO BE WRITTEN IN A BOOK Small is the wren, Black is the rook, Great is the sinner That steals this book. SOMERSETSHIRE CHARM FOR TOOTHACHE, TO BE WRITTEN AND WORN Peter sat on a marble stone, When by here Jesus came aloan. "Peter what is it makes you for to quake?" "Lord Jesus, it is the toothake." "Rise, Peter, and be heled." Come, butter, come! Come, butter, come! Peter is at the gate Waiting the butter and loaf, Come, butter, come! Jack and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water, Jack fell down and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after. Up Jack got
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