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HERE comes I, Liddle man Jan, Wi my zword In my han !
If you don't all do, Vor to make apple-pie.
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| * This class might be extended to great length, but I shall content myself with giving a few, and referring to Sir H. Ellis's edition of Brand's Popular Antiquities for more. |
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DIBBITY,
dibbity, dibbity, doe, Give me a pan-cake And I'll go. Dibbity, dibbity, dibbity, ditter, Please to give me A bit of a fritter.
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[It was probably the custom, on repeating these lines, to hold the snail to a candle, in order to make it quit the shell. In Normandy it was the practice at Christmas for boys to run round fruit trees, with lighted torches, singing these lines:
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SNAIL, snail, come out of your hole, Or else I'll burn you as black as a coal.
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I SEE the moon, and the moon sees me, God bless the moon, and God bless me.
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| [Aubrey, in his "Remaines of Gentilisme and Judaisme," gives another version of this song, as current in the seventeenth century, very curious, but unfortunately too indelicate to be printed. See Notes.] |
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WHEN I was a little girl, I wash'd my mother's dishes ; I put my finger in my eye, And pull'd out little fishes.
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HERRINGS, herrings, white and red, Ten a penny, Lent's dead. Rise, dame, and give an egg, Or else a piece of bacon. One for Peter, two for Paul, Three for Jack a Lent's all, Away, Lent, away.
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ALL hail to the moon ! all hail to thee ! I prithee, good moon, declare to me This night who my husband must be !
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SHOE
the colt, Shoe the colt, Shoe the wild mare ; Here a nail, There a nail, Yet she goes bare.
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