The Real Mother Goose [antikvár]

THE REAL MOTHER GOOSE 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. 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! SEE-SAW See-saw, Margery Daw, Sold her bed and lay upon straw.