English poem
L. Leslie Brooke
by L. Leslie Brooke (1862–1940)
LONDON FREDERICK WARNE & CO. LTD. AND NEW YORK
THE MAN IN THE MOON.
The Man in the Moon Came tumbling down, And asked his way to Norwich;
They told him south, And he burnt his mouth With eating cold pease-porridge.
TO MARKET, TO MARKET.
To market, to market, to buy a fat Pig; Home again, home again, dancing a jig.
To market, to market, to buy a fat Hog; Home again, home again, jiggety-jog.
THERE WAS A MAN.
There was a man, and he had nought, And robbers came to rob him;
He crept up to the chimney-pot,
And then they could not find him;
He ran fourteen miles in fifteen days, And never looked behind him.
THE LION AND THE UNICORN.
The Lion and the Unicorn Were fighting for the Crown; The Lion beat the Unicorn All round about the town.
Some gave them white bread, And some gave them brown; Some gave them plum-cake, And sent them out of town.
LITTLE MISS MUFFET.
Little Miss Muffet Sat on a tuffet Eating of curds and whey;
There came a big Spider And sat down beside her, And frightened Miss Muffet away.
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.
Brickbats and tiles, Say the bells of St. Giles'.
Pancakes and fritters, Say the bells of St. Peter's.
Two sticks and an apple, Say the bells at Whitechapel.
Halfpence and farthings, Say the bells of St. Martin's.
Oranges and Lemons, Say the bells of St. Clement's.
Old Father Baldpate, Say the slow bells at Aldgate.
Pokers and tongs, Say the bells of St. John's.
Kettles and pans, Say the bells of St. Ann's.
You owe me ten shillings, Say the bells at St. Helen's.
When will you pay me? Say the bells at Old Bailey.
When I grow rich, Say the 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 comes a candle to light you to bed, And here comes a chopper to chop off your head.
GOOSEY, GOOSEY GANDER.
Goosey, Goosey Gander, Where shall I wander?
Upstairs, downstairs, And in my lady's chamber.
There I met an old man That would not say his prayers: I took him by the left leg, And threw him downstairs.
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 Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty together again.
BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP.
Baa, baa, Black Sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, marry, have I, Three bags full:
One for my Master, And one for my Dame, And one for the little boy That lives in the lane!
THE THREE WISE MEN OF GOTHAM.
Three wise men of Gotham Went to sea in a bowl:
If the bowl had been stronger, My song would have been longer.