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ou. [Illustration] [Illustration] Little Boy Blue, come blow up your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, the cow in the corn. [Illustration] [Illustration] There was an old woman tossed up in a basket Nineteen times as high as the moon; Where she was going I couldn't but ask it, For in her hand she carried a broom. Old woman, old woman, old woman, quoth I, O whither, O whither, O whither so high? To brush the cobwebs off the sky! Shall I go with thee? Aye, by-and bye. [Illustration] [Illustration] Ride a cockhorse to Banbury-cross To see an old lady upon a white horse, Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes, And so she makes music wherever she goes. [Illustration] [Illustration] The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts, All on a summer's day; The Knave of Hearts, he stole the tarts, And took them clean away. [Illustration] [Illustration] The King of Hearts called for the tarts, And beat the Knave full sore; The Knave of Hearts brought back the tarts, And vowed he'd steal no more. [Illustration] [Illustration] Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them; Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them. [Illustration] [Illustration] The north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor Robin do then? Poor thing! He'll sit in a barn, And to keep himself warm, Will hide his head under his wing, Poor thing! [Illustration] [Illustration] There was an old woman, and what do you think? She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink: Victuals and drink were the chief of her diet; And yet this old woman could never be quiet. [Illustration] [Illustration] Simple Simon met a pieman, Going to the fair; Says Simple Simon to the pieman, "Let me taste your ware." Says the pieman to Simple Simon, "Show me first your penny." Says Simple Simon to the pieman, "Indeed I have not any." Simple Simon went a-fishing For to catch a whale: All the water he had got Was in his mother's pail. [Illustration] [Illustration] Little Miss Muffet, She sat on a tuffet, Eating of curds and whey; There came a great spider, Who sat down beside her, And fri
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