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28 ORANGES AND LEMONS
You owe me five farthings,
Says the bells of S. Martin's. I do not know you,
Says the bells of S. Bow. When will you pay me ?
Says the bells of Old Bailey. When I get rich,
Says the bells of Shoreditch.
Here comes a candle to light you to bed,
Here comes a chopper to chop off your head.
—Derbyshire (Folk-lore Journal, i. 386).
IV. Oranges and lemons,
The bells of St. Clemen's ; You owe me five farthings,
The bells of St. Martin's ; When will you pay me ?
Say the bells of Old Bailey ; When I grow rich,
Say the bells of Shoreditch ; When will that be ?
Say the bells of Shorlea ; I don't know,
Says the Great Bell Bow.
Here comes the candle to light you to bed,
Here comes the chop to chop off your head.
Chop, chop, chop, &c.
—Middlesex (Miss Winfield).
V. Orange or lemon,
The bells of St. Clement's [or the bells are a
clemming].
I owe you five farthings,
And when shall I pay you,
To-day or to-morrow ?
To-morrow will do.
Here come some great candles
To light you to bed,
Here come some great choppers
To chop off your head. |
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