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GAMMER GURTON'3 
 
 GARLAND OF 
 
 NURSERY SONGS, 
 
 AND 
 
 TOBY TICKLES 
 
 Collection of 
 
 R I D O L E S« 
 
 Compiled by 
 PETER PUZZLECAP, Esq. 
 
 Embellished with a variety of Cuts. 
 
 Published and Sold ]¥holesale % 
 
 BY LUMSDEN AND SOKv 
 [Price Twopence.] 
 
2 
 
 GAMMER GURTON's 
 
 ADVICE TO ALL GOOD CHILDREN. 
 
 My dutiful children, do as you're. bid, 
 And you'll be applauded and never be 
 chid. 
 
 And your Friends and your Wealth, 
 and your health shall increase, 
 
 Till you're crown'd with the blessings 
 of plenty and peace. 
 
s 
 
 COCKA-DOODLE-DO. 
 
 Cock-a~Poodle~Do, 
 My dame has lost her Shoe, 
 The Cat has lost her Fiddle-stick? 
 And knows not what to do, 
 
 Round about, round about, 
 
 Maggoty pie. 
 My father loves good ale, 
 
 And so do L 
 
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 FATHER GREY-BEARP, 
 
 Old Father Grey-beard, 
 Tho* now stiff and old, 
 
 Was once young and lively, 
 Courageous and bold t 
 
 Then timely learn this truth. 
 
 That age soon, follows youth 
 
RIDE AWAY. 
 
 Ride away, ride away, Johnny shall 
 ride, 
 
 And he shall have pussy cat tied to 
 one side, 
 
 And he shall have little dog tied to 
 
 the other, 
 And Johnny shall ride to see his 
 
 godmother. 
 
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 HAY -MAKER, 
 
 There was a little boy went into a 
 field, 
 
 And lay down on some hay, 
 An owl came out and flew about, 
 And the little boy ran away. 
 
 Fee, Faw, Fum, 
 
 I smell the blood of an earthly man, 
 Let him be alive or dead, 
 Off goes his head. 
 
THE ROBBERS 
 
 There was a man, and he had nought* 
 And robbers came to rob him; - 
 He crept up to the chimney top, 
 And then they thought they had him. 
 
 But he got down on t'other side, 
 And then they could not find him: 
 He ran fourteen miles in fifteen days, 
 And never look'd behind him, 
 
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 A FIDDLER. 
 
 Jacky, come give me thy fiddle* 
 If ever thau mean to thrive. 
 
 Nay ; FH not give my fiddle 
 To any man alive. 
 
 If I should give my fiddles 
 
 They'll think that I'm gone mad^ 
 For many a joyful day 
 
 My fiddle and I have had* 
 
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 TRUNDLING A HOOP. 
 
 Little boys come out to play, 
 The moon doth shine as bright as day ; 
 Leave your supper, leave your sleep, 
 And come with your playfellows into 
 
 the street; [a call, 
 
 Come with a hoop, and come with 
 Come with a good will, or not at all. 
 Up the ladder and down the wall, 
 A half-penny roll will serve us all. 
 You'll find milk, and I'll find flour, 
 And we'll have a pudding in half an 
 
 hour. B 
 
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 THE CUCKOO, 
 
 The Cuckoo's a bonny bird 
 She sings as she flies, 
 She brings us good tidings, 
 And tells us no lies* 
 She sucks little birds' eggs 
 To make her voice clear, 
 And never cries Cuckoo! 
 Till spring time of the year. 
 
BAA BAA, BLACK SHEEP* 
 
 Baa baa, black sheep, have you any 
 
 wool ? 
 
 Yes, Mary, have I, three bags full, 
 One for my master, and one for my 
 
 dame, 
 
 And one for the little boy that lives 
 in the lane. 
 
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 GOOSEY. 
 
 Goosey, goosey gander, 
 Whither dost thou wander, 
 Up stairs and down stairs, 
 And in my lady's chamber. 
 There I met an old man 
 That would not say his prayers, 
 I took him by the left leg, 
 And threw him down stairs* 
 
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 STRAWBERRIES. 
 
 The man in the wilderness asked 
 me, 
 
 How many strawberries grew in the 
 sea? 
 
 I answered him as I thought good, 
 As many red herrings as grew in the 
 wood. 
 
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 TOBY TICKLE, 
 
 Toby Tickle doth Riddles tell, 
 O'er nut-brown cakes and mugs of 
 ale, 
 
 And if you guess his Puzzles here, 
 You shall have a Tart, my dear; 
 But should you try much more than 
 once, 
 
 He will account you a great dunce 
 
16 
 
 THE ALPHABET. 
 
 ' A B C D E F G t 
 
 I J K L M N J 
 
 ; O P Q R S T U j 
 I V W X Y Z <fc. | 
 
 1* 
 
 Altho' we are but twenty-seven. 
 
 We change to millions too ; 
 Altlio' we cannot speak a word, 
 
 We tell what others do, 
 
My sides are firmly lac'd about, 
 Yet nothing is within: 
 You'll think my head is strange in 
 deed, 
 
 Being nothing else but skin. 
 
IS 
 
 BOTTLED ALE, 
 
 Without teeth it bites, 
 Without tongue it sings, 
 It foams without anger, 
 And flies without wings, 
 
1& 
 
 A KEY, 
 
 My virtue is such, that I 
 Can do the thing with ease, 
 Which strength and force will never 
 do, 
 
 Employ them as you please. 
 
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 A wretch there is, whose growing 
 wealth 
 
 But serves to make him poorer 
 still; 
 
 And tho' his chests their thousands 
 boast, 
 
 They cannot once his belly fill. 
 
A PARROT. 
 
 ClothM in yellow, red, and green, 
 I prate before the King and 
 Queen; 
 
 Of neither house nor land possessed, 
 By lords and knights I am caress'd, 
 
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 SHIP. 
 
 I fly to many foreign parts, 
 Assisted by my spreading wings; 
 
 My body holds an hundred hearts 
 'Nay, I will tell you stranger things 
 
 When I am not in haste I ride, 
 And then I mend my pace anon; 
 
 I issue fire out from my side, 
 Ye British youths this riddle con. 
 
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 A TREE. 
 
 In Spring I look gay, 
 
 DeckM in comely array, 
 In Summer more clothing I wear: 
 
 When colder it grows, 
 
 I fling off my clothes, 
 And in Winter quite naked appear. 
 
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 A SHEEP. 
 
 There's not a creature moves on 
 ground 
 
 More harmless than myself is found; 
 Yet ever since the world began 
 I have been slain by cruel man. 
 Altho' I'm stupid, some will say, 
 I speak one word as well as they. 
 Freely tho* my life I give, 
 I'm strip! each year to let you live. 
 
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 AN OX. 
 
 I am as useful to the nation, 
 As some who move in higher station ; 
 And fraught with virtues deem'd in- 
 herent, 
 
 May well be call'd the kings vice- 
 gerent ; 
 
 As I his subjects render stronger, 
 And die that they may live the 
 
STORY of LITTLE SCUG 
 
 THE SQUIRREL. 
 
 Little Seng, the subject of what 
 follows, was born in Epping Forest; 
 he was a comical little rogue, and 
 occasioned a great deal of diversion. 
 
 One day he saw a great lazy clown 
 sleeping, with his mouth wide open; 
 he directly began to chuck nuts into 
 his mouth, as boys chuck counters 
 into a hole; the nuts rattled against 
 his teeth in such a manner that he 
 soon waked; when perceiving who 
 disturbed him, he ran after Scug to 
 
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 latch him, but he whipt up into a 
 tree in an instant, and put him at de- 
 fiance: the clown began to climb 
 after him, when he presently leapt 
 From that tree, and was in a moment 
 (upon another. The clown finding it 
 ain to think of catching him by 
 hat means, resolved to lay a trap 
 Ifor him; in this he succeeded, for 
 poor Scug fell into the snare, and was 
 taken. 
 
 The clown was overjoyed to find 
 he had caught him, and present- 
 ly put a brass collar round his neck 
 which he had provided for that pur- 
 pose, and to which he hung a long 
 chain of the same metal; round the 
 collar these words were engraved ; 
 
 For plaguing me when free, 
 Now taken, I'll plague thee. 
 
 The clown was a very ill-natured 
 
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 fellow, and had a few days before 
 beaten a farmer's dog, who seeing 
 him coming along with Scug upon 
 his shoulder, resolved to be reveng- 
 ed on him; so he went slily behind 
 him, and gave him a good bite on 
 the calf of the leg, that he roared 
 out like a bull, and thought so much 
 of the pain he was in. he forgot to 
 hold fast the chain ; which Scug per- 
 ceiving, gave him the slip, and scour- 
 ed away as fast as possible; the 
 clown, recollecting himself, ran after 
 him. The chain was so heavy, that 
 poor Scug found he must soon be 
 taken, he therefore ran into the Par- 
 son's yard to seek for shelter, where 
 that pretty good girl, Sally Sampler, 
 the Parson's daughter, happened to 
 be, and kindly took him under her 
 protection. The clown insisted up- 
 on having the Squirrel as his right; 
 
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 jbut some neighbours coming in, 
 Jwould not let him take it from the 
 •young lady : however, they gave him 
 fback the collar and chain; but told 
 pim, as the Squirrel had of his own 
 accord taken refuge at the feet of 
 ,Miss Sally, she had a right to him. 
 ■jMiss Sally, out of a little money she 
 fhad saved, purchased a collar and 
 /chain of silver for Scug, upon which 
 hht had engraved, 
 
 Of running to me 
 
 You shall never repent, 
 
 For I will always endeavour 
 To give you content. 
 
 jAnd indeed she was so kind to Scug, 
 lhat he never wished for his liberty 
 jagain, nor would he have parted from 
 per upon any account. 
 
 One day as she was walking with 
 £>i T n towards the woods where he 
 
so 
 
 used to frequent, he suddenly slipped' 
 from her; she was sadly afraid he 
 wanted to get away, but he seem* 
 ingly stopped for her; she went to»| 
 wards him, and when she was pret~^ 
 ty near him, he ran a little way far-f 
 ther, and stopt again for her. In I 
 this manner, he drew her into the 
 thickest part of the wood, where he; 
 began to scratch up the ground with 
 his claws in such a manner, that if 
 raised her curiosity. She took a little 
 knife out of her pocket, and dug up 
 the ground, till she came to a large 
 bag ox money. > 
 You may, perhaps, be desirous to 
 know how Scug came to know of 
 this treasure; I'll tell you: While < 
 he lived in the woods, he saw a mio 
 ser bury it ; this miser was soon after* 
 drowned in trying to wade through a 
 river, in order not to pay the ferry. 
 
SI 
 
 Rules for Daily Practice. 
 
 Soon as the morn salutes your eyes, 
 And from sweet sleep refreshed you 
 rise, 
 
 Think on the Author of the light, 
 And praise him for the glorious 
 sight. 
 
 Take not at night the least repose, 
 Ere you to Heav'n your soul dis- 
 close ; 
 
 Consider how you've spent the day, 
 And for Divine protection pray. 
 
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 THE GOOD CHILD'S REWARD* 
 
 Conve pretty Master — pretty Miss, 
 Be good and gain a book like this ; 
 Come learn youi Tasks and Scho» 
 lars be, 
 
 Your Friends 'twill pleasure mightilYo 
 This pretty Gift I will present 
 To all who are on learning bent ; 
 And if you read this Book to me, 
 The Raree Show you then will see, 
 
 _F I N I S,— 
 
How doth the little busy bee, 
 Improve each shining hour, 
 
 And gather honey all the day, 
 From ev'ry op'ning flow'r. 
 
 How skilfully she builds her cell, 
 How neat she spreads the wax, 
 
 And labours hard to store it well, 
 With the sweet food she makes.