Mother Goose or the Old Nursery Rhimes. Алексей Борисович Козлов. Читать онлайн. Newlib. NEWLIB.NET

Автор: Алексей Борисович Козлов
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ten, a good fat hen;

      Eleven, twelve, dig and delve;

      Thirteen, fourteen, maids a-courting;

      Fifteen, sixteen, maids in the kitchen;

      Seventeen, eighteen, maids in waiting;

      Nineteen, twenty, my plate is empty.

      As I went to Bonner

      As I went to Bonner,

      I met a pig

      Without a wig,

      Upon my word and honour.

      Hush, baby, my doll

      Hush, baby, my doll,

      I pray you don’t cry,

      And I’ll give you some bread, and some milk by-and-by;

      Or perhaps you like custard, or, maybe, a tart,

      Then to either you are welcome, with all my heart.

      Pitty Patty Polt,

      Shoe the wild colt;

      Here a nail,

      And there a nail,

      Pitty Patty Polt.

      Brow, brow, brinkie

      Brow, brow, brinkie,

      Eye, eye, winkie,

      Mouth, mouth, merry,

      Cheek, cheek, cherry,

      Chin chopper, chin chopper,

      &c.

      If you are to be a gentleman

      If you are to be a gentleman, as I suppose you’ll be,

      You’ll neither laugh nor smile for a tickling of the knee.

      My pretty maid

      “Where are you going to, my pretty maid?”

      “I am going a-milking, sir,” she said.

      “May I go with you, my pretty maid?”

      “You’re kindly welcome, sir,” she said.

      “What is your father, my pretty maid?”

      “My father’s a farmer, sir,” she said.

      “What is your fortune, my pretty maid?”

      “My face is my fortune, sir,” she said.

      “Then I won’t marry you, my pretty maid.”

      “Nobody asked you, sir,” she said.

      The Barber

      The barber shaved the mason,

      And as I suppose

      Cut off his nose,

      And popped it in the basin.

      “The Dame Made a Curtsey, the Dog made a Bow.”

      The Dame made a curtsey,

      The Dog made a bow;

      The Dame said, “Your servant,”

      The Dog said, “Bow wow.”

      This wonderful Dog

      Was Dame Hubbard’s delight;

      He could sing, he could dance,

       He could read, he could write.

      She gave him rich dainties

      Whenever he fed,

      And erected a monument

      When he was dead.

      Old Mother Hubbard and Her Dog

      Old Mother Hubbard

      Went to the cupboard,

      To get her poor Dog a bone;

      But when she came there

      The cupboard was bare,

       And so the poor Dog had none.

      She went to the baker’s

      To buy him some bread,

      But when she came back

      The poor Dog was dead.

      She went to the joiner’s

      To buy him a coffin,

      But when she came back

      The poor Dog was laughing,

      She took a clean dish

      To get him some tripe,

      But when she came back

      He was smoking a pipe.

      She went to the alehouse

      To get him some beer,

      But when she came back

      The Dog sat in a chair.

      She went to the tavern

      For white wine and red,

      But when she came back

      The Dog stood on his head.

      She went to the hatter’s

      To buy him a hat,

      But when she came back

      He was feeding the cat.

      She went to the barber’s

      To buy him a wig,

      But when she came back

      He was dancing a jig.

      She went to the fruiterer’s

      To buy him some fruit,

      But when she came back

      He was playing the flute.

      She went to the tailor’s

      To buy him a coat,

      But when she came back

      He was riding a goat.

      She went to the cobbler’s

      To buy him some shoes,

      But when she came back

      He was reading the news.

      She went to the sempstress

      To buy him some linen,

      But when she came back

      The Dog was a-spinning.

      She went to the hosier’s

      To buy him some hose,

      But when she came back

      He was dressed in his clothes.

      There was a monkey

      There was a monkey climbed up a tree;

      When he fell down, then down fell he.

      There was a crow sat on a stone;

      When he was gone, then there was none.

      There was an old wife did eat an apple;

      When she ate two, she had ate a couple.

      There was a horse going to the mill;

      When he went on, he didn’t stand still.

      There was a butcher cut his thumb.

      When