New Nursery Rhymes on Old LinesPrivately printed, 1916 - 55 Seiten |
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Ancona baker's Berlin black eagle bombs brave Bridge is broken Build Bury thy hate Captain Fryatt's sailing Christmas pie cock-horse Colonel House cotton boll's bursting crooked Diddle diddle dong Fearless Captain Fryatt forge a ring Fryatt's sailing free Germans gold are weak grave gulden hate and forge hero Hoch Hush-a-bye baby iron and steel Jack Horner sat Jean and Nanette Kaiser's killed Cock Robin Lady Lee little army's drilling London Bridge loseth Gold morning grey MOTHER GOOSE murdered NOVEMBER 16 Nursery Rhymes old woman Orduna Pat-a-cake peace Peace-ship quiet thy sleep red and morning Rhymes On Old riddle me ree Right sank the Arabic sank the Falaba sank the Gulflight sank the Persia sank the Sussex Says Simple Simon Silver and gold supper tell Teuton thee Thou to-day Tom Tucker Tommy torpedo trackless sea weeping from sea Wilhelm Willy boy Wood and clay world is broken Zeppelin
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Seite xx - Little Jack Horner Sat in a corner Eating a Christmas pie; He put in his thumb, And pulled out a plum, And said, "What a good boy am I!
Seite iv - I LIKE little Pussy, her coat is so warm; And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm. So I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away, But Pussy and I very gently will play.
Seite i - Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John Went to bed with his stockings on ; One shoe off, the other shoe on, Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John.
Seite iv - There was a little man and he had a little gun, And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead; He went to the brook, and saw a little duck, And shot it through the head, head, head.
Seite xi - Indeed I have not any." Simple Simon went a-fishing For to catch a whale ; All the water he had got Was in his mother's pail.
Seite xii - There was an old woman, and what do you think '! She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink ; Victuals and drink were the whole of her diet.
Seite xiv - Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree-top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock; When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all.