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Under the window is my garden, Where sweet, sweet flowers grow

Will you be my little wife, If I ask you? Do!

You see, merry Phillis, that dear little maid, Has invited Belinda to tea

Three tabbies took out their cats to tea, As well-behaved tabbies as well could be

Little Fanny wears a hat Like her ancient Grannie

"Margery Brown, on the top of the hill, Why are you standing idle still?"

Little wind, blow on the hill-top, Little wind, blow down the plain

Indeed, it is true, it is perfectly true; Believe me, indeed, I am playing no tricks

School is over, Oh, what fun!

"Little Polly, will you go a-walking to-day?" "Indeed Little Susan, I will, if I may."

I was walking up the street, The steeple bells were ringing

Five little sisters walking in a row: Now, isn't that the best way for little girls to go?

In go-cart so tiny My sister I drew

Some geese went out a-walking, To breakfast and to dine

You are going out to tea to-day, So mind how you behave

Poor Dicky's dead!--The bell we toll, And lay him in the deep, dark hole

Up you go, shuttlecocks, ever so high! Why come you down again, shuttlecocks--why?

Tommy was a silly boy, "I can fly," he said

Higgledy, piggledy, see how they run! Hopperty, popperty! what is the fun?

Which is the way to Somewhere Town? Oh, up in the morning early

The boat sails away, like a bird on the wing, And the little boys dance on the sands in a ring

Pipe thee high, and pipe thee low, Let the little feet go faster

Polly's, Peg's, and Poppety's Mamma was kind and good

Bowl away! bowl away! Fast as you can

"For what are you longing, you three little boys? Or what would you like to eat?

O ring the bells! O ring the bells! We bid you, sirs, good morning

Then ring the bells! then ring the bells! For this fair time of Maying

I saw a ship that sailed the sea, It left me as the sun went down

Yes, that's the girl that struts about, She's very proud--so very proud!

It was Tommy who said, "The sweet spring-time is come

"Shall I sing?" says the Lark, "Shall I bloom?" says the Flower

Little Miss Patty and Master Paul Have found two snails on the garden wall

Yes, it is sad of them, Shocking to me

Now, all of you, give heed unto The tale I now relate

What is Tommy running for, Running for, running for?

A butcher's boy met a baker's boy (It was all of a summer day)

The twelve Miss Pelicoes Were twelve sweet little girls

Little baby, if I threw This fair blossom down to you

The finest, biggest fish, you see, Will be the trout that's caught by me

Prince Finikin and his mamma Sat sipping their bohea

Heigh ho!--time creeps but slow: I've looked up the hill so long

My house is red--a little house, A happy child am I

Three little girls were sitting on a rail, Sitting on a rail, sitting on a rail

Ring the bells--ring! Hip, hurrah for the King!