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American amusement ancient Arwiddson ball ballad begins belong Bernoni bird bough called catch caught Celnart centre century Charlestown Bridge child childish choose circle color comes corresponding counting rhyme custom dance daughter Devil dialogue dress England English game Europe fair lady familiar fingers flowers formulas French Frischbier gay lady Georgia German give go round goes gold guess hand Handelmann Harry Hughes Iceland imitation Italy King kiss kough lady Lee Lady Sun latter little girls London Bridge maid maiden marry Massachusetts Meier morning mother night nursery old English original paper of pins passed Pease Porridge Hot Philadelphia played player Pollux present pretty represented rest rhyme ring Rochholz says Scotch singing song stands stick stone sung supposed Switzerland throw town tree turn usage variation Vernaleken verse witch words York young youth
Page 203 - Monday's child is fair of face/ Tuesday's child is full of grace/ Wednesday's child is full of woe/ Thursday's child has far to go...
Page 20 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Page 109 - One I love, Two I love, Three I love I say; Four I love with all my heart Five I cast away. Six he loves, Seven she loves, , , Eight they both love ; Nine he comes, Ten he tarries, Eleven he courts and Twelve he marries.
Page 208 - London bridge is falling down, Falling down, falling down. London bridge is falling down, My fair lady!
Page 151 - Lady Queen Anne, she sits in the sun, As fair as a lily, as brown as a bun,
Page 103 - Pills to Purge Melancholy' (1707), of which the first verse is — How happy is the mortal that lives by his mill! That depends on his own, not on Fortune's wheel; By the sleight of his hand, and the strength of his back, How merrily his mill goes, clack, clack, clack! This song was doubtless founded on the popular game; but the modern children's sport has preserved the idea, if not the elegance, of the old dance better than the printed words of a hundred and seventy years since." Wolford (p. 68)...
Page 179 - Govr tould them that if they made it mater of conscience, he would spare them till they were better informed. So he...
Page 50 - A dis, a dis, a green grass, A dis, a dis, a dis ; Come all ye pretty fair maids, And dance along with us. For we are going a-roving, A-roving in this land ; We'll take this pretty fair maid, We'll take her by the hand.