Little Jenny Wren

Little Jenny Wren fell sick,
Upon a time;
In came Robin Redbreast
And brought her cake and wine.

“Eat well of my cake, Jenny,
Drink well of my wine.”
“Thank you, Robin, kindly,
You shall be mine.”

Jenny she got well,
And stood upon her feet,
And told Robin plainly
She loved him not a bit.

Robin being angry,
Hopped upon a twig,
Saying, “Out upon you! Fie upon you!
Bold-faced jig!”

Little Jenny wren

A little Jenny wren,
Was sitting by the shed.
She wagged her tail,
And nodded with her head.

She wagged with her tail,
And nodded with her head.
As little Jenny wren,
Was sitting by the shed.

Little Jack Jingle

What do you think,
Of Little Jack Jingle?
Before he was married,
He used to be single.

Little Jack Horner

Little Jack Horner sat in a corner,
Eating his Christmas pie.
He put in his thumb,
And pulled out a plum, and said,
“What a good boy am I!”

Little girl who had a little curl

There was a little girl who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead;
When she was good, she was very, very good,
And when she was bad she was horrid.

Little girl, little girl

“Little girl, little girl, where have you been?”
“Gathering roses to give to the Queen.”
“Little girl, little girl, what gave she you ?”
“She gave me a diamond as big as my shoe.”

Little Fred

When little Fred went to bed,
He always said his prayers;
He kissed mamma, and then papa,
And straightway went upstairs.

Little Fred

When little Fred was called to bed
He always acted right;
He kissed Mamma, and then papa,
And wished them all goodnight.

He made no noise, like naughty boys,
But gently upstairs
Directly went when he was sent,
And always said his prayers.

A Little cock sparrow

A Little cock sparrow sat on a green tree,
And he chirruped, he chirruped, so merry was he .
A naughty boy came with his wee bow and arrow,
Determined to shoot this little cock sparrow.

“This little cock sparrow shall make me a stew,
And his giblets shall make me a little pie too.”
“Oh, no,” said the sparrow, “I won’t make a stew!”
So he flapped his wings, and away he flew.

Little Boy Blue

Little Boy Blue, come, blow your horn!
The sheep’s in the meadow, the cow’s in the corn.
Where’s the little boy that looks after the sheep?
Under the haystack, fast asleep!

Little boy blue

Little boy blue come blow your horn,
The sheep are in the meadow,
The cows are in the corn,
But where is the boy who looks after the sheep,
He’s under the hay stack fast asleep,
Will you wake him,
No not I for if I do,
He’s sure to cry.

Little Bobby Snooks

Little Bobby Snooks was fond of his books,
And loved by his usher and master;
But naughty Jack Spry, he got a black eye,
And carries his nose in a plaster.

Little Bo-peep

Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep,
And can’t tell where to find them;
Leave them alone, and they’ll come home,
And bring their tails behind them.

Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep,
And dreamt she heard them bleating;
But when she awoke, she found it a joke,
For they were still all fleeting.

Then up she took her little crook
Determined for to find them;
She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,
For they’d left their tails behind them.

It happened one day, as Bo-peep did stray,
Into a meadow hard by,
There she espied their tails side by side,
All hung on a tree to dry.

She heaved a sigh, and wiped her eye,
And over the hillocks went rambling,
And tried what she could, as a shepherdess should,
To tack again each to its lambkin.

Little Bo-Peep

Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,
And can’t tell where to find them;
Leave them alone, and they’ll come home,
And bring their tails behind them.

Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,
And dreamt she heard them bleating;
But when she awoke, she found it a joke,
For still they all were fleeting.

Then up she took her little crook,
Determined for to find them;
She, found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,
For they’d left all their tails behind ‘em!

It happened one day, as Bo-peep did stray
Unto a meadow hard by.
There she espied their tails, side by side,
All hung on a tree to dry.

She heaved a sigh and wiped her eye,
And over the hillocks she raced;
And tried what she could, as a shepherdess should,
That each tail should be properly placed.

The little bird

Once I saw a little bird
Come hop, hop, hop;
So I cried, “Little bird,
Will you stop, stop, stop?”

And was going to the window
To say, “How do you do?”
But he shook his little tail,
And far away he flew.

Little Blacky tops

Oh, all you little black-ey-tops
pray do not eat my father’s crops,
While I lie down to take a nap.
Shu-a….O! Shu- a….O!

Little Betty Blue

Little Betty Blue lost her holiday shoe.
What can little Betty do?
Give her another to match the other,
And then she may walk in two.

Limerick

There once was a man with a beard
Who said, “It is just as I feared!
Two Owls and a Hen,
Four Larks and a Wren
Have all built their nests in my beard.”

Life is but a dream

A boat, beneath a sunny sky
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July–

Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear–

Long has paled that sunny sky;
Echoes fade and memories die;
Autumn frosts have slain July.

Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.

Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.

In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die;

Ever drifting down the stream–
Lingering in the golden gleam–
Life, what is it but a dream?

Lengthening days

As the days grow longer
The storms grow stronger.