CUSHY cow bonny, let down thy milk,
And I will give thee a gown of silk;
A gown of silk and a silver tee,
If thou wilt let down thy milk to me. 
If you love me, pop and fly;
If you hate me, lie and die.
[Said to pips placed in the fire; a species of divination
practised by children.

PETER PIPER picked a peck
of pickled pepper;
A peck of pickled pepper Peter
Piper picked;

If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pepper,
Where’s the peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper picked?

MATTHEW, Mark, Luke, and John,
Guard the bed that I lay on! 
Four corners to my bed,
Four angels round my head;
One to watch, one to pray,
And two to bear my soul away!

COME, butter, come,
Come, butter, come! 
Peter stands at the gate,
Waiting for a butter’d cake;
Come, butter, come!

          BYE, baby bunting,
          Daddy’s gone a hunting,
          To get a little hare’s skin
          To wrap a baby bunting in.

          HUSHY 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’re welcome, with all my whole heart.

          DANCE to your daddy,
          My little babby;
          Dance to your daddy,
          My little lamb.

          You shall have a fishy,
          In a little dishy;
          You shall have a fishy
          When the boat comes in.

          HUSH-A-BYE, baby, on the tree top;
          When the wind blows, the cradle will rock;
          When the bough bends, the cradle will fall;
          Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all.

RABBIT, rabbit, rabbit-pie! 
Come, my ladies, come and buy,
Else your babies they will cry.

HEY, my kitten, my kitten,
And hey, my kitten, my deary! 
Such a sweet pet as this
Was neither far nor neary.

Here we go up, up, up,
And here we go down, down, downy;
And here we go backwards and forwards,
And here we go round, round, roundy.

YOUNG lambs to sell! 
Young lambs to sell! 
If I’d as much money as I can tell,
I never would cry, Young lambs to sell!

Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green;
Father’s a nobleman, mother’s a queen;
And Betty’s a lady, and wears a gold ring;
And Johnny’s a drummer, and drums for the king.

To market, to market,
To buy a plum bun;
Home again, come again,
Market is done.

Hickup, hickup, go away! 
Come again another day;
Hickup, hickup, when I bake,
I’ll give to you a butter-cake.

Hickup, snicup,
Rise up, right up,
Three drops in the cup
Are good for the hiccup.

Swan swam over the sea ­
Swim, swan, swim,
Swan swam back again,
Well swam swan.