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HEWLEY PULEY—HEY WULLIE WINE |
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Hewley Puley Take this, What's this ?
Hewley Puley.
Where's my share ?
About the kite's neck.
Where's the kite ?
Flown to the wood.
Where's the wood ?
The fire has burned it.
Where's the fire ?
The water's quenched it.
Where's the water ?
The ox has drunk it.
Where's the ox ?
The butcher has killed it.
Where's the butcher ?
The rope has hanged him.
Where's the rope ?
The rat has gnawed it.
Where's the rat ?
The cat has killed it.
Where's the cat ? Behind the door, cracking pebble-stones and marrow-bones for yours and my supper, and the one who speaks first shall have a box on the ear. — HalliwelFs Nursery Rhymes, p. 222.
The children are seated, and the questions are put by one of the party who holds a twisted handkerchief or something of the sort in the hand. The handkerchief was called " hewley puley," and the questions are asked by the child who holds it. If one answers wrongly, a box on the ear with the handkerchief was the consequence; but if they all replied correctly, the one who broke silence first had that punishment.
For similar rhymes see " Dump," " Mother, may I go out ? "
Hey Wullie Wine
I. Hey Wully wine, and How Wully wine, I hope for hame ye'll no incline ; Ye'll better light, and stay a' night, And I'll gie thee a lady fine. |
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