# AN ALPHABET
OF OLD FRIENDS

## by Walter Crane

An alphabet of old friends originally published 1874;

## AN ALPHABET OF OLD FRIENDS

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | A carrion crow sat on an oak, Watching a tailor shape his cloak. "Wife, bring me my old bent bow, That I may shoot yon carrion crow." The tailor he shot and missed his mark, And shot his own sow quite through the heart. "Wife, wife, bring brandy in a spoon, For our old sow is in a swoon."

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Ba, ba, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, marry, have I, Three bags full. One for my master, One for my dame, But none for the little boy That cries in the lane.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Hen. Cock, cock, I have la-a-ayed! Cock. Hen, hen, that's well sa-a-ayed! Hen. Although I have to go bare-footed every day-a-ay! Cock. (Con spirito.) Sell your eggs and buy shoes! Sell your eggs and buy shoes!

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Dickery, dickery, dock, The mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one, Down the mouse ran, Dickery, dickery, dock.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy, and Bess, They all went together to seek a bird's nest They found a bird's nest with five eggs in; They all took one, and left four in.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Father, father, I've come to confess. O, yes, dear daughter, what have you done?

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Gang and hear the owl yell, Sit and see the swallow flee, See the foal before its mither's e'e, 'Twill be a thriving year wi' thee.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree-top; When the wind blows the cradle will rock; When the wind ceases the cradle will fall, And down will come baby and cradle and all.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | I had a little husband No bigger than my thumb; I put him in a pint pot, And there I bade him drum. I bought a little horse That galloped up and down; I bridled him, and saddled him, And sent him out of town. I gave him a pair of garters, To tie up his little hose, And a little silk handkerchief, To wipe his little nose.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Jack Sprat would eat no fat, His wife would eat no lean; Was not that a pretty trick To make the platter clean?

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | 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 had a fiddle, And a very fine fiddle had he; Twee, tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers. Oh, there's none so rare As can compare With King Cole and his fiddlers three!

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them. Let them alone and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them, &c.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Mistress Mary, Quite contrary, How does your garden grow? With silver bells, And cockle shells. And cowslips all of a-row.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Needles and pins, needles and pins, When a man marries his trouble begins.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Once I saw a little bird, Come hop, hop, hop; So I cried, "Little bird, Will you stop, stop, stop?" And was going to the window, To say, "How do you do?" When he shook his little tail, And far away he flew.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Pease-pudding hot, pease-pudding cold; Pease-pudding in the pot, nine days old.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Queen was in the parlour, eating bread and honey.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Ride a-cock horse to Banbury Cross, To see an old woman get up on her horse; Rings on her fingers and bells at her toes, And so she makes music wherever she goes.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Simple Simon met a pieman, Going to the fair; Says Simple Simon to the pieman, "Let me taste your ware!"

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief, Taffy came to my house, And stole a leg of beef. I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not at home; Taffy came to my house, And stole a marrow-bone. I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed; I took the marrow-bone, And broke Taffy's head.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Up hill and down dale, Butter is made in every vale; And if Nancy Cock Is a good girl, She shall have a spouse, And make butter anon, Before her old grandmother Grows a young man.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Valentine, Oh, Valentine, Curl your locks as I do mine; Two before and two behind; Good-morrow to you, Valentine.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | "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. "Say will you marry me, my pretty maid?" "Yes, if you please, kind sir," she said. "What is your fortune, my pretty maid?" "My face is my fortune, sir," she said. "Then, I won't marry you, my pretty maid!" "Nobody asked you, sir," she said.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Cross X patch, Draw the latch, Sit by the fire and spin: Take a cup And drink it up, Then call the neighbours in.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | You know that Monday is Sunday's brother; Tuesday is such another; Wednesday you must go to church and pray; Thursday is half-holiday; On Friday it is too late to begin to spin, And Saturday is half-holiday again.

# Audio content is not currently supported on your device. | Zodiac for the Nursery. The ram, the bull, the heavenly twins, And next the crab, the lion shines, The virgin and the scales, The scorpion, archer, and the goat, The man who holds the watering-pot, And fish with glittering scales.