Traditional Childrens Nursery Songs Of England.

Lyrics and with Pictures by Eminent Modern Artists.

	Traditional Nursery Songs. 55 He carried it home To his old wife Joan, And bid her a fire for to make, make, make ; To roast the little duck, He had shot in the brook, And he'd go and fetch her the drake, drake, drake. T HERE was a little woman, as I've heard tell, She went to market her eggs for to sell, She went to market, 'twas on a market day, She fell asleep on the king's highway. There came a little pedlar, whose name was Stout, He cut her petticoats all round about; He cut her petticoats up above her knees, Until her little knees began for to freeze. When the little woman began to awake, She began to shiver, and she began to shake; Her knees began to freeze, and she began to cry, O lawk! O mercy on me! this surely can't be I. If it be not I, as I suppose it be, I have a little dog at home, and he knows me;