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RAIN
Rain, rain, go away,
Come again another day;
Little Johnny wants to play.


53楼2011-07-14 10:33
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    THE CLOCK
    There's a neat little clock,--
    In the schoolroom it stands,--
    And it points to the time
    With its two little hands.
    And may we, like the clock,
    Keep a face clean and bright,
    With hands ever ready
    To do what is right.
    


    54楼2011-07-14 10:34
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      WINTER
      Cold and raw the north wind doth blow,
      Bleak in the morning early;
      All the hills are covered with snow,
      And winter's now come fairly.


      55楼2011-07-14 10:35
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        FINGERS AND TOES
        Every lady in this land
        Has twenty nails, upon each hand
        Five, and twenty on hands and feet:
        All this is true, without deceit.


        56楼2011-07-14 10:35
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          A SEASONABLE SONG
          Piping hot, smoking hot.
          What I've got
          You have not.
          Hot gray pease, hot, hot, hot;
          Hot gray pease, hot.


          57楼2011-07-14 10:35
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            DAME TROT AND HER CAT
            Dame Trot and her cat
            Led a peaceable life,
            When they were not troubled
            With other folks' strife.
            When Dame had her dinner
            Pussy would wait,
            And was sure to receive
            A nice piece from her plate.
            


            58楼2011-07-14 10:36
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              THREE CHILDREN ON THE ICE
              Three children sliding on the ice
              Upon a summer's day,
              As it fell out, they all fell in,
              The rest they ran away.
              Oh, had these children been at school,
              Or sliding on dry ground,
              Ten thousand pounds to one penny
              They had not then been drowned.
              Ye parents who have children dear,
              And ye, too, who have none,
              If you would keep them safe abroad
              Pray keep them safe at home.
              


              59楼2011-07-14 10:36
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                【翻译在前】
                CROSS PATCH
                Cross patch, draw the latch,
                Sit by the fire and spin;
                Take a cup and drink it up,
                Then call your neighbors in.
                THE OLD WOMAN UNDER A HILL
                There was an old woman
                Lived under a hill;
                And if she's not gone,
                She lives there still.
                TWEEDLE-DUM AND TWEEDLE-DEE
                Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee
                Resolved to have a battle,
                For Tweedle-dum said Tweedle-dee
                Had spoiled his nice new rattle.
                Just then flew by a monstrous crow,
                As big as a tar barrel,
                Which frightened both the heroes so,
                They quite forgot their quarrel.
                OH, DEAR!
                Dear, dear! what can the matter be?
                Two old women got up in an appletree;
                One came down, and the other stayed till Saturday.
                OLD MOTHER GOOSE
                Old Mother Goose, when
                She wanted to wander,
                Would ride through the air
                On a very fine gander.
                LITTLE JUMPING JOAN
                Here am I, little jumping Joan,
                When nobody's with me
                I'm always alone.
                PAT-A-CAKE
                Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake,
                Baker's man!
                So I do, master,
                As fast as I can.
                Pat it, and prick it,
                And mark it with T,
                Put it in the oven
                For Tommy and me.
                MONEY AND THE MARE
                "Lend me thy mare to ride a mile."
                "She is lamed, leaping over a stile."
                "Alack! and I must keep the fair!
                I'll give thee money for thy mare."
                "Oh, oh! say you so?
                Money will make the mare to go!"
                ROBIN REDBREAST
                Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a tree,
                Up went Pussy-Cat, down went he,
                Down came Pussy-Cat, away Robin ran,
                Says little Robin Redbreast: "Catch me if you can!
                Little Robin Redbreast jumped upon a spade,
                Pussy-Cat jumped after him, and then he was afraid.
                Little Robin chirped and sang, and what did Pussy say?
                Pussy-Cat said: "Mew, mew, mew," and Robin flew away.
                A MELANCHOLY SONG
                Trip upon trenchers,
                And dance upon dishes,
                My mother sent me for some barm, some barm;
                She bid me go lightly,
                And come again quickly,
                For fear the young men should do me some harm.
                Yet didn't you see, yet didn't you see,
                What naughty tricks they put upon me?
                They broke my pitcher
                And spilt the water,
                And huffed my mother,
                And chid her daughter,
                And kissed my sister instead of me.
                JACK
                Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,
                Jack jump over the candle-stick.
                GOING TO ST. IVES
                As I was going to St. Ives
                I met a man with seven wives.
                Every wife had seven sacks,
                Every sack had seven cats,
                Every cat had seven kits.
                Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
                How many were going to St. Ives?
                THIRTY DAYS HATH SEPTEMBER
                Thirty days hath September,
                April, June, and November;
                February has twenty-eight alone,
                All the rest have thirty-one,
                Excepting leap-year, that's the time
                When February's days are twenty-nine.
                BABY DOLLY
                Hush, baby, my dolly, I pray you don't cry,
                And I'll give you some bread, and some milk by-and-by;
                Or perhaps you like custard, or, maybe, a tart,
                Then to either you're welcome, with all my heart.
                BEES
                A swarm of bees in May
                Is worth a load of hay;
                A swarm of bees in June
                Is worth a silver spoon;
                A swarm of bees in July
                Is not worth a fly.
                


                60楼2011-07-14 10:39
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                  【英文原版】
                  COME OUT TO PLAY
                  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.
                  Up the ladder and down the wall,
                  A half-penny roll will serve us all.
                  You find milk, and I'll find flour,
                  And we'll have a pudding in half an hour.
                  IF WISHES WERE HORSES
                  If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.
                  If turnips were watches, I would wear one by my side.
                  And if "ifs" and "ands"
                  Were pots and pans,
                  There'd be no work for tinkers!
                  TO MARKET
                  To market, to market, to buy a fat pig,
                  Home again, home again, jiggety jig.
                  To market, to market, to buy a fat hog,
                  Home again, home again, jiggety jog.
                  To market, to market, to buy a plum bun,
                  Home again, home again, market is done.
                  OLD CHAIRS TO MEND
                  If I'd as much money as I could spend,
                  I never would cry old chairs to mend;.
                  Old chairs to mend, old chairs to mend;
                  I never would cry old chairs to mend.
                  If I'd as much money as I could tell,
                  I never would cry old clothes to sell;
                  Old clothes to sell, old clothes to sell;
                  I never would cry old clothes to sell.
                  ROBIN AND RICHARD
                  Robin and Richard were two pretty men,
                  They lay in bed till the clock struck ten;
                  Then up starts Robin and looks at the sky,
                  "Oh, brother Richard, the sun's very high!
                  You go before, with the bottle and bag,
                  And I will come after on little Jack Nag."
                  A MAN AND A MAID
                  There was a little man,
                  Who wooed a little maid,
                  And he said, "Little maid, will you wed, wed, wed?
                  I have little more to say,
                  So will you, yea or nay,
                  For least said is soonest mended-ded, ded, ded."
                  The little maid replied,
                  "Should I be your little bride,
                  Pray what must we have for to eat, eat, eat?
                  Will the flame that you're so rich in
                  Light a fire in the kitchen?
                  Or the little god of love turn the spit, spit, spit?"
                  HERE GOES MY LORD
                  Here goes my lord
                  A trot, a trot, a trot, a trot,
                  Here goes my lady
                  A canter, a canter, a canter, a canter!
                  Here goes my young master
                  Jockey-hitch, jockey-hitch, jockey-hitch, jockey-hitch!
                  Here goes my young miss
                  An amble, an amble, an amble, an amble!
                  The footman lags behind to tipple ale and wine,
                  And goes gallop, a gallop, a gallop, to make up his time.
                  THE CLEVER HEN
                  I had a little hen, the prettiest ever seen,
                  She washed me the dishes and kept the house clean;
                  She went to the mill to fetch me some flour,
                  She brought it home in less than an hour;
                  She baked me my bread, she brewed me my ale,
                  She sat by the fire and told many a fine tale.
                  TWO BIRDS
                  There were two birds sat on a stone,
                  Fa, la, la, la, lal, de;
                  One flew away, and then there was one,
                  Fa, la, la, la, lal, de;
                  The other bird flew after,
                  And then there was none,
                  


                  61楼2011-07-14 10:41
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                    To play let us go.
                    P, Q, R, and S,
                    Love may we possess.
                    W, X, and Y,
                    Will not quarrel or die.
                    Z, and ampersand,
                    Go to school at command.
                    DANCE TO YOUR DADDIE
                    Dance to your daddie,
                    My bonnie laddie;
                    Dance to your daddie, my bonnie lamb;
                    You shall get a fishy,
                    On a little dishy;
                    You shall get a fishy, when the boat comes home.
                    ONE MISTY MOISTY MORNING
                    One misty moisty morning,
                    When cloudy was the weather,
                    I chanced to meet an old man,
                    Clothed all in leather.
                    He began to compliment
                    And I began to grin.
                    How do you do? And how do you do?
                    And how do you do again?
                    ROBIN HOOD AND LITTLE JOHN
                    Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
                    Is in the mickle wood!
                    Little John, Little John,
                    He to the town is gone.
                    Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
                    Telling his beads,
                    All in the greenwood
                    Among the green weeds.
                    Little John, Little John,
                    If he comes no more,
                    Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
                    We shall fret full sore!
                    RAIN
                    Rain, rain, go to Spain,
                    And never come back again.
                    THE OLD WOMAN FROM FRANCE
                    There came an old woman from France
                    Who taught grown-up children to dance;
                    But they were so stiff,
                    She sent them home in a sniff,
                    This sprightly old woman from France.
                    TEETH AND GUMS
                    Thirty white horses upon a red hill,
                    Now they tramp, now they champ, now they stand still.
                    THE ROBINS
                    A robin and a robin's son
                    Once went to town to buy a bun.
                    They couldn't decide on plum or plain,
                    And so they went back home again.
                    THE OLD MAN
                    There was an old man
                    In a velvet coat,
                    He kissed a maid
                    And gave her a groat.
                    The groat it was crack'd
                    And would not go,--
                    Ah, old man, do you serve me so?
                    T'OTHER LITTLE TUNE
                    I won't be my father's Jack,
                    I won't be my father's Jill;
                    I will be the fiddler's wife,
                    And have music when I will.
                    T'other little tune,
                    T'other little tune,
                    Prithee, Love, play me
                    T'other little tune.
                    MY KITTEN
                    Hey, my kitten, my kitten,
                    And hey, my kitten, my deary!
                    Such a sweet pet as this
                    Was neither far nor neary.
                    IF ALL THE SEAS WERE ONE SEA
                    If all the seas were one sea,
                    What a great sea that would be!
                    And if all the trees were one tree,
                    What a great tree that would be!
                    And if all the axes were one axe,
                    What a great axe that would be!
                    And if all the men were one man,
                    What a great man he would be!
                    And if the great man took the great axe,
                    And cut down the great tree,
                    And let it fall into the great sea,
                    What a splish splash that would be!
                    PANCAKE DAY
                    Great A, little a,
                    This is pancake day;
                    Toss the ball high,
                    Throw the ball low,
                    Those that come after
                    May sing heigh-ho!
                    A PLUM PUDDING
                    Flour of England, fruit of Spain,
                    Met together in a shower of rain;
                    Put in a bag tied round with a string;
                    If you'll tell me this riddle,
                    


                    67楼2011-07-14 10:48
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                      I'll give you a ring.
                      FOREHEAD, EYES, CHEEKS, NOSE, MOUTH, AND CHIN
                      Here sits the Lord Mayor,
                      Here sit his two men,
                      Here sits the cock,
                      Here sits the hen,
                      Here sit the little chickens,
                      Here they run in.
                      Chin-chopper, chin-chopper, chin chopper, chin!
                      TWO PIGEONS
                      I had two pigeons bright and gay,
                      They flew from me the other day.
                      What was the reason they did go?
                      I cannot tell, for I do not know.
                      A SURE TEST
                      If you are to be a gentleman,
                      As I suppose you'll be,
                      You'll neither laugh nor smile,
                      For a tickling of the knee.
                      LOCK AND KEY
                      "I am a gold lock."
                      "I am a gold key."
                      "I am a silver lock."
                      "I am a silver key."
                      "I am a brass lock."
                      "I am a brass key.
                      "I am a lead lock."
                      "I am a lead key.
                      "I am a don lock."
                      "I am a don key!
                      THE LION AND THE UNICORN
                      The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown,
                      The Lion beat the Unicorn all around the town.
                      Some gave them white bread, and some gave them brown,
                      Some gave them plum-cake, and sent them out of town.
                      THE MERCHANTS OF LONDON
                      Hey diddle dinkety poppety pet,
                      The merchants of London they wear scarlet,
                      Silk in the collar and gold in the hem,
                      So merrily march the merchant men.
                      I HAD A LITTLE HUSBAND
                      I had a little husband no bigger than my thumb,
                      I put him in a pint pot, and there I bid him drum,
                      I bought a little handkerchief to wipe his little nose,
                      And a pair of little garters to tie his little hose.
                      TO BABYLON
                      How many miles is it to Babylon?--
                      Threescore miles and ten.
                      Can I get there by candle-light?--
                      Yes, and back again.
                      If your heels are nimble and light,
                      You may get there by candle-light.
                      I'LL TELL YOU A STORY
                      I'll tell you a story
                      About Jack-a-Nory:
                      And now my story's begun.
                      I'll tell you another
                      About his brother:
                      And now my story is done.
                      A STRANGE OLD WOMAN
                      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.
                      


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                        SULKY SUE
                        Here's Sulky Sue,
                        What shall we do?
                        Turn her face to the wall
                        Till she comes to.
                        THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT
                        This is the house that Jack built.
                        This is the malt
                        That lay in the house that Jack built.
                        This is the rat,
                        That ate the malt
                        That lay in the house that Jack built.
                        This is the cat,
                        That killed the rat,
                        That ate the malt
                        That lay in the house that Jack built.
                        This is the dog,
                        That worried the cat,
                        That killed the rat,
                        That ate the malt
                        That lay in the house that Jack built.
                        This is the cow with the crumpled horn,
                        That tossed the dog,
                        That worried the cat,
                        That killed the rat,
                        That ate the malt
                        That lay in the house that Jack built.
                        This is the maiden all forlorn,
                        That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
                        That tossed the dog,
                        That worried the cat,
                        That killed the rat,
                        That ate the malt
                        That lay in the house that Jack built.
                        This is the man all tattered and torn,
                        That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
                        That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
                        That tossed the dog,
                        That worried the cat,
                        That killed the rat,
                        That ate the malt
                        That lay in the house that Jack built.
                        This is the priest all shaven and shorn,
                        That married the man all tattered and torn,
                        That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
                        That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
                        That tossed the dog,
                        That worried the cat,
                        That killed the rat,
                        That ate the malt
                        That lay in the house that Jack built.
                        This is the cock that crowed in the morn,
                        That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
                        That married the man all tattered and torn,
                        That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
                        That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
                        That tossed the dog,
                        That worried the cat,
                        That killed the rat,
                        That ate the malt
                        That lay in the house that Jack built.
                        This is the farmer sowing the corn,
                        That kept the cock that crowed in the morn.
                        That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
                        That married the man all tattered and torn,
                        That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
                        That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
                        That tossed the dog,
                        That worried the cat,
                        That killed the rat,
                        That ate the malt
                        That lay in the house that Jack built.
                        SATURDAY, SUNDAY
                        On Saturday night
                        Shall be all my care
                        To powder my locks
                        And curl my hair.
                        On Sunday morning
                        My love will come in,
                        When he will marry me
                        With a gold ring.
                        LITTLE JENNY WREN
                        Little Jenny Wren fell sick,
                        Upon a time;
                        In came Robin Redbreast
                        And brought her cake and wine.
                        "Eat well of my cake, Jenny,
                        Drink well of my wine."
                        "Thank you, Robin, kindly,
                        You shall be mine."
                        Jenny she got well,
                        And stood upon her feet,
                        And told Robin plainly
                        She loved him not a bit.
                        Robin being angry,
                        Hopped upon a twig,
                        Saying, "Out upon you! Fie upon you!
                        Bold-faced jig!"
                        THE OLD WOMAN AND THE PEDLAR
                        


                        71楼2011-07-14 10:52
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                          ONE TO TEN
                          1, 2, 3, 4, 5!
                          I caught a hare alive;
                          6, 7, 8, 9, 10!
                          I let her go again.
                          AN EQUAL
                          Read my riddle, I pray.
                          What God never sees,
                          What the king seldom sees,
                          What we see every day.
                          THE TARTS
                          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.
                          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.
                          COME, LET'S TO BED
                          "To bed! To bed!"
                          Says Sleepy-head;
                          "Tarry awhile," says Slow;
                          "Put on the pan,"
                          Says Greedy Nan;
                          "We'll sup before we go."
                          LITTLE MAID
                          "Little maid, pretty maid, whither goest thou?"
                          "Down in the forest to milk my cow."
                          "Shall I go with thee?" "No, not now;
                          When I send for thee, then come thou."
                          WHAT ARE LITTLE BOYS MADE OF?
                          What are little boys made of, made of?
                          What are little boys made of?
                          "Snaps and snails, and puppy-dogs' tails;
                          And that's what little boys are made of."
                          What are little girls made of, made of ?
                          What are little girls made of?
                          "Sugar and spice, and all that's nice;
                          And that's what little girls are made of."
                          BANDY LEGS
                          As I was going to sell my eggs
                          I met a man with bandy legs,
                          Bandy legs and crooked toes;
                          I tripped up his heels, and he fell on his nose.
                          THE GIRL AND THE BIRDS
                          When I was a little girl, about seven years old,
                          I hadn't got a petticoat, to cover me from the cold.
                          So I went into Darlington, that pretty little town,
                          And there I bought a petticoat, a cloak, and a gown.
                          I went into the woods and built me a kirk,
                          And all the birds of the air, they helped me to work.
                          The hawk with his long claws pulled down the stone,
                          The dove with her rough bill brought me them home.
                          The parrot was the clergyman, the peacock was the clerk,
                          The bullfinch played the organ, -- we made merry work.
                          A PIG
                          As I went to Bonner,
                          I met a pig
                          Without a wig
                          Upon my word and honor.
                          JENNY WREN
                          As little Jenny Wren
                          Was sitting by her shed.
                          She waggled with her tail,
                          And nodded with her head.
                          She waggled with her tail,
                          And nodded with her head,
                          As little Jenny Wren
                          Was sitting by the shed.
                          LITTLE TOM TUCKER
                          Little Tom Tucker
                          Sings for his supper.
                          What shall he eat?
                          White bread and butter.
                          How will he cut it
                          Without e'er a knife?
                          How will he be married
                          Without e'er a wife?
                          WHERE ARE YOU GOING MY PRETTY MAID
                          "Where are you going, my pretty maid?"
                          "I'm going a-milking, sir," she said.
                          "May I go with you, my pretty maid?"
                          "You're kindly welcome, sir," she said.
                          "What is your father, my pretty maid?"
                          "My father's a farmer, sir," she said.
                          "What is your fortune, my pretty maid?"
                          "My face is my fortune, sir," she said.
                          


                          79楼2011-07-14 11:15
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                            She had so many children she didn't know what to do.
                            She gave them some broth without any bread.
                            She whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.
                            A THORN
                            I went to the wood and got it;
                            I sat me down to look for it
                            And brought it home because I couldn't find it.
                            THE OLD WOMAN OF SURREY
                            There was an old woman in Surrey,
                            Who was morn, noon, and night in a hurry;
                            Called her husband a fool,
                            Drove the children to school,
                            The worrying old woman of Surrey.
                            THE LITTLE MOUSE
                            I have seen you, little mouse,
                            Running all about the house,
                            Through the hole your little eye
                            In the wainscot peeping sly,
                            Hoping soon some crumbs to steal,
                            To make quite a hearty meal.
                            Look before you venture out,
                            See if pussy is about.
                            If she's gone, you'll quickly run
                            To the larder for some fun;
                            Round about the dishes creep,
                            Taking into each a peep,
                            To choose the daintiest that's there,
                            Spoiling things you do not care.
                            BOY AND GIRL
                            There was a little boy and a little girl
                            Lived in an alley;
                            Says the little boy to the little girl,
                            "Shall I, oh, shall I?"
                            Says the little girl to the little boy,
                            "What shall we do?"
                            Says the little boy to the little girl,
                            "I will kiss you."
                            WHEN
                            When I was a bachelor
                            I lived by myself;
                            And all the bread and cheese I got
                            I laid up on the shelf.
                            The rats and the mice
                            They made such a strife,
                            I was forced to go to London
                            To buy me a wife.
                            The streets were so bad,
                            And the lanes were so narrow,
                            I was forced to bring my wife home
                            In a wheelbarrow.
                            The wheelbarrow broke,
                            And my wife had a fall;
                            Down came wheelbarrow,
                            Little wife and all.
                            SING, SING
                            Sing, Sing, what shall I sing?
                            Cat's run away with the pudding-string!
                            Do, do, what shall I do?
                            The cat has bitten it quite in two.
                            LONDON BRIDGE
                            London Bridge is broken down,
                            Dance over my Lady Lee;
                            London Bridge is broken down,
                            With a gay lady.
                            How shall we build it up again?
                            Dance over my Lady Lee;
                            How shall we build it up again?
                            With a gay lady.
                            Build it up with silver and gold,
                            Dance over my Lady Lee;
                            Build it up with silver and gold,
                            With a gay lady.
                            Silver and gold will be stole away,
                            Dance over my Lady Lee;
                            Silver and gold will be stole away,
                            With a gay lady.
                            Build it up with iron and steel,
                            Dance over my Lady Lee;
                            Build it up with iron and steel,
                            With a gay lady.
                            Iron and steel will bend and bow
                            Dance over my Lady Lee;
                            Iron and steel will bend and bow
                            With a gay lady.
                            Build it up with wood and clay,
                            Dance over my Lady Lee;
                            Build it up with wood and clay,
                            With a gay lady.
                            Wood and clay will wash away,
                            Dance over my Lady Lee;
                            Wood and clay will wash away,
                            With a gay lady.
                            Build it up with stone so strong,
                            Dance over my Lady Lee;
                            Huzza! 'twill last for ages long,
                            


                            81楼2011-07-14 11:15
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                              With a gay lady.
                              MARCH WINDS
                              March winds and April showers
                              Bring forth May flowers.
                              THE BALLOON
                              "What is the news of the day,
                              Good neighbor, I pray?"
                              "They say the balloon
                              Is gone up to the moon!"
                              A CHERRY
                              As I went through the garden gap,
                              Who should I meet but Dick Redcap!
                              A stick in his hand, a stone in his throat,--
                              If you'll tell me this riddle, I'll give you a groat.
                              THE LOST SHOE
                              Doodle doodle doo,
                              The Princess lost her shoe:
                              Her Highness hopped,--
                              The fiddler stopped,
                              Not knowing what to do.
                              HOT CODLINS
                              There was a little woman, as I've been told,
                              Who was not very young, nor yet very old;
                              Now this little woman her living got
                              By selling codlins, hot, hot, hot!
                              SWAN
                              Swan, swan, over the sea;
                              Swim, swan, swim!
                              Swan, swan, back again;
                              Well swum, swan!
                              THREE STRAWS
                              Three straws on a staff
                              Would make a baby cry and laugh.
                              THE MAN OF TOBAGO
                              There was an old man of Tobago
                              Who lived on rice, gruel, and sago,
                              Till much to his bliss,
                              His physician said this:
                              "To a leg, sir, of mutton, you may go."
                              DING, DONG, BELL
                              Ding, dong, bell,
                              Pussy's in the well!
                              Who put her in?
                              Little Tommy Lin.
                              Who pulled her out?
                              Little Johnny Stout.
                              What a naughty boy was that,
                              To try to drown poor pussy-cat.
                              Who never did him any harm,
                              But killed the mice in his father's barn!
                              A SUNSHINY SHOWER
                              A sunshiny shower
                              Won't last half an hour.
                              THE FARMER AND THE RAVEN
                              A farmer went trotting upon his gray mare,
                              Bumpety, bumpety, bump!
                              With his daughter behind him so rosy and fair,
                              Lumpety, lumpety, lump!
                              A raven cried croak! and they all tumbled down,
                              Bumpety, bumpety, bump!
                              The mare broke her knees, and the farmer his crown,
                              Lumpety, lumpety, lump!
                              The mischievous raven flew laughing away,
                              Bumpety, bumpety, bump!
                              And vowed he would serve them the same the next day,
                              Lumpety, lumpety lump!
                              CHRISTMAS
                              Christmas is coming, the geese are getting fat,
                              Please to put a penny in an old man's hat;
                              If you haven't got a penny a ha'penny will do,
                              If you haven't got a ha'penny, God bless you.
                              WILLY BOY
                              "Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going?
                              I will go with you, if that I may."
                              "I'm going to the meadow to see them a-mowing,
                              I'm going to help them to make the hay."
                              POLLY AND SUKEY
                              Polly, put the kettle on,
                              Polly, put the kettle on,
                              Polly, put the kettle on,
                              And let's drink tea.
                              Sukey, take it off again,
                              Sukey, take it off again,
                              Sukey, take it off again,
                              They're all gone away.
                              THE DEATH AND BURIAL OF POOR COCK ROBIN
                              Who killed Cock Robin?
                              "I," said the sparrow,
                              "With my little bow and arrow,
                              I killed Cock Robin,"
                              Who saw him die?
                              "I," said the fly,
                              


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