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Page |
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There was an old woman toss'd in a blanket |
vi-vii |
2 |
So vast is the prowess of Harry the Great |
viii-ix |
2 |
There was a little man |
11-14 |
6 |
Little Betty Winckle she had a pig |
15-16 |
3 |
Trip upon trenchers |
17-18 |
4 |
Cross patch draw the latch |
19 |
1 |
I won't be my father's Jack |
20 |
1 |
Three wise men of Gotham |
21 |
1 |
There was an old man |
22 |
1 |
There was an old woman |
23 |
1 |
There was an old woman |
24 |
1 |
Ding dong bell |
25 |
1 |
Little Tom Tucker |
26 |
1 |
Se saw, Margery Daw |
27 |
1 |
Great A, little a |
28 |
1 |
Se saw, sacaradow[n] |
29 |
1 |
Shoe the colt |
30 |
2 |
Is John Smith within? |
31 |
1 |
High diddle, diddle |
32 |
1 |
Ride a cock-horse |
33 |
1 |
Cock a doodle do |
34 |
1 |
There was an old man |
35 |
1 |
Round about, round about, magotty pye |
36 |
1 |
Jack and Gill went up the hill |
37 |
37 |
There were two birds sat on a stone |
38 |
3 |
Hush a by baby |
39 |
1 |
Little Jack Horner sat in a corner |
40 |
1 |
Pease porridge hot |
41 |
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Who comes here? A grenadier |
42 |
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Jack Sprat could eat no fat |
43 |
1 |
What care I how black I [be] |
44 |
1 |
Tell tale tit |
45 |
1 |
One, two, three |
46 |
1 |
Three children sliding on the ice |
47-48 |
3 |
Patty cake, patty cake, baker's man |
49 |
1 |
When I was a little boy |
50 |
1 |
When I was a little boy |
51-52 |
2 |
O my kitten a kitten |
53 |
2 |
This pig went to market |
54 |
1 |
There was a man of Thessaly |
55-56 |
2 |
Long tail'd pig, or a short tail'd pig, A |
57 |
1 |
Bow, wow, wow |
58 |
1 |
Bah, bah, black sheep |
59 |
1 |
Robin and Richard were two pretty men |
60-61 |
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There was an old woman |
62 |
1 |
Sow came in with a saddle, The |
63 |
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We're three brethren out of Spain |
64 |
1 |
There were two blackbirds sat upon a hill |
65 |
1 |
Boys and girls come out to play |
66-67 |
2 |
I wou'd, if I cou'd |
69 |
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Here's A, B, and C |
70-71 |
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Piping hot, smoaking hot |
72 |
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Dickery dickery dock |
73 |
1 |
Where the bee sucks, there suck I |
76 |
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You spotted snakes, with double tongue |
77 |
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Take, oh! take those lips away |
78 |
1 |
When daisies pied, and violets blue |
79-80 |
3 |
When icicles hang on the wall |
81-82 |
3 |
Tell me where is fancy bred |
83 |
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Under the greenwood tree |
84 |
2 |
Who doth ambition shun |
85 |
2 |
Blow, blow, thou winter wind |
86 |
2 |
O mistress mine, where are you running |
87 |
3 |
What shall he have that kill'd the deer? |
88 |
2 |
When daffodils begin to 'pear |
89-90 |
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Jog on, jog on, the foot path way |
91 |
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Orpheus with his lute made trees |
92 |
2 |
Hark, hark! the lark at Heav'ns gate sings |
93 |
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Poor soul sat singing by a sycamore tree, The |
94 |
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