Gregory Griggs
Gregory Griggs,
Gregory Griggs
Had forty-seven
different wigs.
He wore them up,
He wore them down,
To please the people
of Boston town.
He wore them east,
He wore them west
But he could never tell
Which he loved best.
Green peas and mutton pies
Green peas, mutton pies,
Tell me where my Jeannie lies,
And Iâ??ll be with her ere she rise,
And cuddle her to my bosom.
I love Jeannie over and over,
I love Jeannie among the clover;
I love Jeannie, and Jeannie loves me,
Thatâ??s the lass that Iâ??ll go wi.
Green holly
Birch and green holly, boys,
Birch and green holly,
If you get beaten, boys,
â??Twill be your own folly.
Greedy Ben
Robin the Bobbin, the big, greedy Ben,
He ate more meat than four score men;
He ate a cow, he ate a calf,
He ate a butcher and a half;
He ate a church, he ate a steeple,
He ate a priest and all the people!
A cow and a calf,
An ox and a half,
A church and a steeple,
And all the good people,
And yet he complained he was hungry!
Gray goose
Gray goose and gander,
Waft your wings together,
And carry the good kingâ??s daughter
Over the one-strand river.
Grannies and grandpas
Grandfather, grandfather, show your delight,
In comes Betty all in white;
White shoes and stockings, white curly hair,
Isnâ??t she a pretty girl to take to the fair?
Come up anâ?? see yer grannie,
Come up anâ?? see her noo,
Come up anâ?? see yer grannie,
Cos sheâ??s all branâ?? new.
Sheâ??s got a broken table ,
A chair without a back,
A door without a handle
And a window with a crack.
Old Uncle Luke, he thinks heâ??s cute,
But Grandpaâ??s even cuter;
Heâ??s ninety-eight and stays out late
With Grandma on her scooter.
Grandma’s spectacles
These are Grandma’s spectacles,
This is Grandma’s hat.
This is the way she folds her hands,
And lays them in her lap.
Goosey, goosey, gander
Goosey, goosey, gander!
Where shall I wander?
Upstairs and downstairs,
And in my ladyâ??s chamber.
There I met an old man,
Who would not say his prayers.
I took him by the left leg,
And threw him down the stairs.
The stairs gave a crack
And he fell back
And all the little ducklings
Went quack quack quack.
Goose wing chariot
Grey goose and gander
Waft your wings together
And carry the kingâ??s daughter
Over the one strand river.
Good reader
Good reader, if you eâ??er have seen,
When Phoebus hastens to his pillow,
The mermaids with their tresses green
Dancing upon the western billow;
If you have seen at twilight dim,
When the lone spiritâ??s vesper hymn.
Floats wild along the winding shore,
The fairy train their ringlets weave,
Glancing along the spangled green–
If you have seen all this and more,
God bless me! what a deal youâ??ve seen!
Good night, sleep tight
Good night, sleep tight,
Hope the bug’s don’t bite!
Wake up bright in the morning light.
To do what’s right with all your might.
Good night and good morning
A fair little girl sat under a tree,
Sewing as long as her eyes could see;
Then smoothed her work and folded it right,
And said, “Dear work, good night, good night!”
Such a number of rooks came over her head,
Crying, “Caw, caw!” on their way to bed.
She said, as she watched their curious flight,
“Little black things, good night, good night, good night!”
The horses neighed, and the oxen lowed,
The sheep’s “bleat, bleat!” came over the road;
All seeming to say, with a quiet delight,
“Good little girl, good night, good night!”
She did not say to the sun, “Good night!”
Though she saw him there like a ball of light,
For she knew he had God’s time to keep
All over the world, and never could sleep.
The tall pink foxglove bowed his head;
The violets curtsied and went to bed;
And good little Lucy tied up her hair,
And said on her knees her favourite prayer.
And while on her pillow she softly lay,
She knew nothing more till again it was day;
And all things said to the beautiful sun,
“Good morning, good morning! our work is begun.”
Good and bad
Children, you are very little,
And your bones are very brittle;
If you would grow great and stately,
You must try to walk sedately.
You must still be bright and quiet,
And content with simple diet;
And remain, through all bewild’ring,
Innocent and honest children.
Happy hearts and happy faces,
Happy play in grassy places,
That was how in ancient ages,
Children grew to kings and sages.
But the unkind and the unruly,
And the sort who eat unduly,
They must never hope for glory,
Theirs is quite a different story!
Cruel children, crying babies,
All grow up as geese and gabies,
Hated, as their age increases,
By their nephews and their nieces.
Good advice
Come when you’re called,
Do what you’re bid,
Shut the door after you,
And never be chid.
Golden slumbers
Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,
Smiles awake you when you rise.
Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby:
Rock them, rock them, lullaby.
Care is heavy, therefore sleep you;
You are care, and care must keep you;
Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby:
Rock them, rock them, lullaby.
Golden goose
If the goose that laid the golden eggs
Had not been killed that day,
Sheâ??ll still be laying golden eggs
As hard as she could lay.
In fact if we could manage things,
How different they would be!
But as we canâ??t weâ??ll let them stay
Just as they are, you see.
Going to bed
All up the wooden hill I go.
Quickly, quickly,
It’s such a cold dark place you know.
Quickly, quickly,
The wind will blow the candle so.
Such ugly shadows on the floor.
Quickly, quickly
And after me come more and more.
Quickly. quickly!
Hurrah! I’ve reached the nursery door.
All right.
Good-night.
Go to bed
Go to bed first,
A golden purse;
Go to bed second,
A golden pheasant;
Go to bed third,
A golden bird.
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