Altemus' Nursery Rhymes
[Illustration: Old woman with walking stick and young shepherdess.]
ALTEMUS' WEE BOOKS FOR WEE FOLKS Nursery Rhymes FIFTY-EIGHT ILLUSTRATIONS PHILADELPHIA HENRY ALTEMUS COMPANY
NURSERY TALES NURSERY RHYMES THE STORY OF PETER RABBIT THE FOOLISH FOX THREE LITTLE PIGS THE ROBBER KITTEN Single volumes, 50 cents each Two volumes, boxed, $1.00 per set Copyright, 1904, by Henry Altemus
NURSERY RHYMES. There Was a Little Man. There was a little man, and he had a little gun, And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead; He went to the brook, and saw a little duck, And shot it through the head, head, head.
[Illustration: Man with gun next to brook.] He carried it home to his old wife Joan, And bade her a fire to make, make, make; To roast the little duck he had shot in the brook, And he'd go and fetch the drake, drake, drake.
[Illustration: Old man presenting duck to woman.] Caption: HE CARRIED IT HOME TO HIS OLD WIFE JOAN.
[Illustration: Girl wearing hooded cape.] Little Bo-Peep. 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.
Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep, And dreamed she heard them bleating; But when she awoke, she found it a joke, For they were still a-fleeting. Then up she took her little crook, Determined for to find them; She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed, For they'd left all their tails behind 'em.
Girls and Boys. Girls and boys come out to play, The moon doth shine as bright as day; Leave your supper, and leave your sleep, And come with your playfellows into the street. Come with a whoop, come with a call, Come with a good will or not at all.
[Illustration: Children dancing down street.] Caption: GIRLS AND BOYS, COME OUT TO PLAY.
Up the ladder and down the wall, A halfpenny roll will serve us all. You find milk, and I'll find flour, And we'll make a pudding in half and hour. [Illustration: Toddler girl with pinwheel and yo-yo. Older girl tossing doll.]
The Man in the Moon. The man in the moon Came tumbling down, And asked his way to Norwich; He went by the south, And burnt his mouth, With supping cold pease-porridge. Oranges and Lemons. Gay go up and gay go down, To ring the bells of London town.
Bull's-eyes and targets, Say the bells of St. Marg'ret's. [Illustration: Girl with baskets of oranges and lemons.] Brickbats and tiles, Say the bells of St. Giles'. Halfpence and farthings, Say the bells of St. Martin's.
Oranges and lemons, Say the bells of St. Clement's. Pancakes and fritters, Say the bells of St. Peter's. Two sticks and an apple, Say the bells of Whitechapel. Old Father Baldpate, Say the slow bells at Aldgate. Poker and tongs, Say the bells at St. John's.
Kettles and pans, Say the bells at St. Ann's. [Illustration: Boy striking large tuning fork held by girl.] You owe me ten shillings! Say the bells at St. Helen's. When will you pay me? Say the bells at Old Bailey.
[Illustration: Children playing game similar to London Bridges.] Caption: ORANGES AND LEMONS.
When I grow rich, Say teh bells at Shoreditch. Pray, when will that be? Say the bells of Stepney. I am sure I don't know, Says the great bell of Bow. Here come a candle to light you to bed, And here comes a chopper to chop off your head. [Illustration: Candle and ax.]
[Illustration: Boy sitting on ground near black cat and stool upon which is a steaming bowl of food.] Little Tom Tucker. Little Tom Tucker sings for his supper; What shall he eat? White bread and butter. How shall he cut it without e'er a knife? How will he be married without e'er a wife?
Little Miss Muffet. Little Miss Muffet Sat on a tuffet, Eating of curds and whey; There came a great spider, And sat down beside her, And frightened Miss Muffett away. My Lady Wind, My Lady Wind. My Lady Wind, my Lady Wind, Went round about the house to find A chink to get her foot in.
[Illustration: Woman placing finger in key hole.] Caption: SHE TRIED THE KEY-HOLE IN THE DOOR.
She tried the key-hole in the door, She tried the crevice in the floor, And drove the chimney soot in. And then one night, when it was dark, She blew up such a tiny spark That all the house was bothered; From it she raised up such a flame
[Illustration: Old woman with knitting warning little girl.] As flamed away to Belting Lane, And White Cross foldks were smothered. And thus when once my little dears,
A whisper reaches itching ear, The same will come, you'll find; Take my advice, restrain the tongue, Remember what old Nurse has sung Of busy Lady Wind. As I Was Going Up Pippen Hill. As I was going up Pippen Hill,--
[Illustration: Man and woman on hill.] Pippen Hill was dirty,-- There I met a pretty Miss, And she dropped me a curtesy. Little Miss, pretty Miss, Blessings light upon me! If I had half-a-crown a day, I'd spend it all upon you.
[Illustration: Three frogs.] A Frog He Would a-Wooing Go. A Frog he would a-wooing go, Sing heigho, says Rowley, Whether his mother would let him or no, With a rowley, powley, gammon, and spinach, Heigho, says Anthony Rowley.
So off he marched with his opera-hat, Heigho, says Rowley; And on the way he met with a rat, With a rowley, powley, etc. And when they came to Mouse's Hall, Heigho, says Rowley, They gave a loud knock and they gave a loud call, With a rowley, powley, etc.
"Pray, Mrs. Mouse, are you within?" Heigho, says Rowley; "Yes, kind sir, I am sitting to spin," With a rowley, powley, etc. [Illustration: Rat, mouse playing banjo and frog.]
"Pray, Mrs. Mouse, will you give us some beer?" Heigho, says Rowley; "For Froggy and I are fond of good cheers," With a rowley, powley, etc. Now while they all were a-merrymaking, Heigho, says Rowley, The cat and her kittens came tumbling in, with a rowley, powley, etc.
The cat she seized the rat by the crown, Heigho, says Rowley; The kittens they pulled the little mouse down, With a rowley, powley, etc. This put poor Frog in a terrible fright, Heigho, says Rowley; So he took up his hat and wished them good-night, With a rowley, powley, etc.
[Illustration: Duck with frog in mouth.] Caption: A LILY-WHITE DUCK CAME AND GOBBLED HIM UP.
But as Froggy was crossing over a brook, Heigho, says Rowley, A lily-white duck came and gobbled him up, With a rowley, powley, etc. So there was an end of one, two, and three, Heigho, says Rowley; The rat, the mouse, and the little Frog-ee! With a rowley, powley, gammon, and spinach, Heigho, says Anthony Rowley.
Humpty Dumpty. Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall; All the King's horses and all the King's men Cannot place Humpty Dumpty together again. Hot-Cross Buns! Hot-cross buns! Hot-cross buns! One a penny, two a penny, Hot-cross buns!
Hot-cross buns! Hot-cross buns! If ye have no daughters, Give them to your sons. Monday's Child. Monday's child is fair of face, Tuesday's child is full of grace, Wednesday's child is full of woe, Thursday's child has far to go,
[Illustration: Two children watching man with bell and tray of buns.] Caption: HOT-CROSS BUNS!
Friday's child is loving and giving, Saturday's child works hard for its living; [Illustration: Two girls, one with arm around the other, holding bun.] And a child that is born on Christmas Day Is fair, and wise, and good, and gay.
A Dillar, a Dollar. A dillar, a dollar, A ten-o'clock scholar, What makes you come so soon? You used to come at ten o'clock, And now you come at noon. Tom, Tom, the Piper's Son. Tom, Tom, the piper's son, He learned to play when he was young; But the only tune that he could play
[Illustration: Man watching child with music pipe.] Was "Over the hills and far away." Over the hills, and a great way off, And the wind will blow my top-knot off.
Mary Had a Little Lamb. Mary had a little lamb, It's fleece was white as snow; And everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go. He followed her to school one day, That was against the rule; That was against the rule; It made the children laugh and play To see a lamb at school.
And so the teacher turned him out, But still he lingered near, And waited patiently about Till Mary did appear. Then he ran to her and laid His head upon her arm, As if he said, "I'm not afraid-- you'll keep me from all harm."
[Illustration: Girl and lamb.] Caption: MARY AND HER LITTLE LAMB.
"What makes the lamb love Mary so?" The eager children cry. "Oh, Mary loves the lamb, you know," The teacher did reply. And you each gentle animal In confidence may bind, And make them follow at your will, If you are only kind. [Illustration: Lamb and mouse.]
Little Cock Robin. Little Cock Robin peeped out of his cabin, To see the cold winter come in. Tit for tat, what mater for that?-- He'll hide his head under his wing! [Illustration: Bird with hat on head.]
Old King Cole. Old King Cole Was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three. Every fiddler he had a fiddle, And a very fine fiddle had he; Twee-tweedle-dee, tweedle-dee, went the fiddlers.
[Illustration: King on throne with pipe and bowl.] Oh, there's none so rare As can compare With King Cole and his fiddlers three!
Pussy-Cat, Pussy-Cat. "Pussy-cat, Pussy-cat, where have you been?" "I've been up to London to look at the Queen." "Pussy-cat, Pussy-cat, what did you there?" "I frightened a little mouse under the chair." [Illustration: Mouse in bonnet and cape running from cat.]
London Bridge. London Bridge is broken down, Dance o'er my lady Lee; London Bridge is broken down With a gay lady. How shall we build it up again? Dance o'er my lady Lee; How shall we build it up again? With a gay lady
Silver and gold will be stole away, Dance o'er my lady Lee; Silver and gold will be stole away, With a gay lady. Build it up again with iron and steel, Dance o'er my lady Lee; Build it up again with iron and steel, With a gay lady.
[Illustration: Boy and girl dancing.] Caption: DANCE O'ER MY LADY LEE.
Iron and steel will bend and bow, Dance o'er my lady Lee; Iron and steel will bend and bow, With a gay lady. Build it up with wood and clay, Dance o'er my lady Lee; Build it up with wood and clay, With a gay lady.
Wood and clay will wash away, Dance o'er my lady Lee; [Illustration: Three workers: one carrying tools, one on ladder and another applying mortar.] Wood and clay will wash away, With a gay lady
Build it up with stone so strong, Dance o'er my lady Lee; Huzza! 'twill last for ages long, With a gay lady. Jack and Jill. 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.
[Illustration: Boy and girl climbing hill while holding pail.] Caption: JACK AND JILL
[Illustration: Old woman sitting looking at white cat.] There Was an Old Woman. There was an old woman who rode on a broom, With a high gee ho, gee humble; And she took her old cat behind for a groom, With a bimble, bamble, bumble.
They traveled along till they came to the sky, With a high gee ho, gee humble; But the journey so long made them very hungry, With a bimble, bamble, bumble. Says Tom, "I can find nothing here to eat, With a high gee ho, gee humble; So let us go back again, I entreat, With a bimble, bamble, bumble."
The old woman would not go back so soon, With a high gee ho, gee humble; For she wanted to visit the Man in the Moon, With a bimble, bamble, bumble. Says Tom, "I'll go back myself to our house, With a high gee ho, gee humble; For there I can catch a good rat or a mouse, With a bimble, bamble, bumble."
[Illustration: Woman and cat on broom.] Caption: THE OLD WOMAN WHO RODE ON A BROOM.
"But," says the old woman, "how will you go? With a high gee ho, gee humble; You shan't have my nag, I protest and vow, With a bimble, bamble, bumble." [Illustration: Cat and mouse.]
"No, no," says Tom, "I've a plan of my own, With a high gee ho, gee humble;" So he slid down the rainbow and left her alone, With a bimble, bamble, bumble. So now, if you happen to visit the sky, With a high gee ho, gee humble; And want to come back, you Tom's method may try, With a bimble, bamble, bumble.
Sing a Song of Sixpence. Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four-and-twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. [Illustration: Baker carrying large pie.] When the pie was opened The birds began to sing, Was not that a dainty dish To set before the King?
[Illustration: Woman by clothesline with bird overhead.] Caption: THERE CAME A LITTLE BLACKBIRD, AND SNIPPED OFF HER NOSE.
The King was in the parlor, Counting out his money; The Queen was in the kitchen, Eating bread and honey; The maid was in the garden, Hanging out the clothes; There came a little blackbird, And snipped off her nose. [Illustration: Bag labeled "RYE" and a blackbird.]
[Illustration: Three men in tub surrounded by water with birds overhead.] Rub-a-Dub-Dub. Rub-a-dub-dub, Three men in a tub, And who do you think they be? The butcher, the baker, The candlestick-maker; Turn 'em out, knaves all three!
The Queen of Hearts. The Queen of Hearts She made some tarts, All on a summer's day; The Knave of Hearts He stole those tarts, And with them ran away. The King of Hearts Called for those tarts, And beat the Knave full sore; The Knave of Hearts Brought back those tarts, And said he'd ne'er steal more.
[Illustration: Queen rolling out dough while cat watches.] Caption: THE QUEEN OF HEARTS.
[Illustration: Old woman with walking stick followed by dog and cat.] Old Mistress McShuttle. Old Mistress McShuttle Lived in a coal-scuttle, Along with her dog and her cat; What they ate I can't tell, But 'tis known very well That none of the party were fat.
[Illustration: Boy blowing horn and cow in field.] Little Boy Blue. 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 tends the sheep? He's under the haycock, fast asleep.
There Was an Old Woman. There was an old woman lived under a hill; And if she's not gone, she lives there still. Baa, Baa, Black Sheep. Baa, Baa, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, marry, have I Three bags full; One for my master, Ane one for my dame, But none for the little boy Who cries in the lane.
[Illustration: Boy looking at sheep.] Caption: BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP.
Hey, Diddle, Diddle. Hey! diddle, diddle, The cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon; The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon. Simple Simon. Simple Simon met a pieman Going to the fair; Says Simple Simon to the pieman, "Let me taste your ware."
[Illustration: Boy hugging pony while little girl watches.] Caption: I HAD A LITTLE PONY.
Ding Dong Bell. Ding dong bell, Pussy's in the well! Who put her in?-- Little Johnny Thin. Who pulled her out?-- Big Johnny Stout. What a naughty boy was that To drwon poor pussy-cat, Who never did him any harm, But kill the mice in his father's barn!
[Illustration: Boy holding wet cat over well. Second boy in background.] Caption: DING DONG BELL, PUSSY'S IN THE WELL.
[Illustration: Little girl sitting in grass crying.] Little Betty Blue. Little Betty Blue Lost her holiday shoe; What can little Betty do? Give her another To match the other, And then she may walk in two.
[Illustration: Little boy sitting on bed with one sock on.] Deedle, Deedle, Dumpling. Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John, He went to bed with his stockings on; One stocking off, and one stocking on, Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John.
Wee Willie Winkie. Wee Willie Winkie Runs through the town, Upstairs and downstairs. In his night-gown; Tapping at the window, Crying at the lock, "Are the babes in their bed? For it's now ten o'clock." Polly, Put the Kettle On. Polly, put the kettle on, Polly, put the kettle on, Polly, put the kettle on, And let's drink tea!
[Illustration: Girl hanging kettle over fire while cat watches.] Caption: POLLY, PUT THE KETTLE ON.
Sukey, take it off again, Sukey, take it off again, Sukey, take it off again, They're all gone away! Rock-a-By, Baby. Rock-a-by, baby, thy cradle is green; Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen; And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring; And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the king.
Mistress Mary. Mistress Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow? [Illustration: Girl raking in garden.] With cockle-shells, and silver bells, And pretty maids, all in a row.
[Illustration: Baby on ground looking on cradle.] Hush-a-by, baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock. When the bough bend the cradle will fall-- Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all.
One, Two, Buckle My Shoe. One, two, Buckle my shoe; Three, four, Knock at the door; Five, six, Pick up sticks; Seven, eight, Lay them straight; Nine, ten, A good fat hen; Eleven, tweleve, Who will delve? Thirteen, fourteen, Maids a-courting;
Fifteen, sixteen, Maids a-kissing; [Illustration: Child turning over plate.] Seventeen, eighteen, Maids a-waiting; Nineteen, twenty, My plate's empty.
[Illustration: Boy and hen in yard near fence.] Caption: A GOOD FAT HEN.