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 I LONDON: 
 
 j PUB. BY A t PARK, 41, LEONARD ST. 
 
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 and the Unicorn, 
 ^ing for the crown, 
 heat the Unicorn, 
 
 use thev did him crown* 
 
 See-saw, 
 Sacradown, 
 Which is the way 
 to London Town? 
 One foot up and 
 
 the other down. 
 That is the way 
 to London Town. 
 
This is Peter Piper, who bought 
 a Peck of Pepper, and put it in 
 a Pepper Box. Now, if Peter 
 Piper positively did buy a Peck 
 of Pepper, and put it in a Pep- 
 per Box, where's the Pepper 
 Box that Peter Piper paid for ? 
 Peter Piper put his Pepper Box 
 particularly away — he put it in 
 a pond. 
 
 And when it was foond, 
 It was foond to be drowned. 
 
 Quixote, went out on adven- 
 tures, accompanied by his Es- 
 quire, Sancho Panza. who rode 
 on a Donkey. The first thing 
 Quixote attacked was the wind- 
 mills, which he mistook for 
 giants. Next fought a poor 
 Barber, who had a brass basin 
 on his head to keep off the sun, 
 taking him to be a Soldier. 
 
 Bui if the book itself you read, 
 You'll say 'tis wond'rous droll indeed. 
 
 I had a little 
 
 husband, 
 No bigger than 
 
 my thumb, 
 I put him in a 
 
 quart pot, 
 And there I bid 
 
 him drum. 
 
Goody Two-Shoes, mark full well 
 
 Taught all good boys and girls to spell, 
 Ear*y to bed and ear.y to rise, [wise. 
 I the way to be healthy, wealthy, and 
 
 Ding- dong bell, the cat is in the well ; 
 
 Who put her in ? liittle J onny Green • 
 What a naughty boy was that, 
 To gfo and drown woor -pussy cat. 
 
This is Robinson Crusoe, a eaiior, 
 who was ca^t away on a deso,ate island ; 
 here he attacked the ravages, who had 
 come there to eat a number of men they 
 had taken prisoners. Cruoe fired his 
 gun at them, they ail ran away, leaving" 
 one only, whom Crusoe set at liberty and 
 christened Friday, from the day on 
 which he rescued hi in. They lived on 
 the island a great number of years, when 
 at last a ship came and released them. 
 
A fair little girl sat under a tree, 
 Sewing as long as her eyes could see : 
 Then smoothed her work, and folded it right, 
 And said, "Dear work ! Good night ! good night !' 
 
 Such a number of rooks came over her head, 
 Crying " Craw ! Craw ! " on their way to bed : 
 She said, as she watched their curious flight, 
 "Little black things! Goodnight! good night! 
 
 The horses neighed, and the oxen lowed ; 
 The sheep's " Bleet ! bleet ! " came over the road : 
 All seeming to say, with quiet delight, 
 "Good little girl ! Good night ! good night ! " 
 
 She did not say to the sun "Good night!" 
 Though she saw him there, like a ball of light ; 
 For she knew he had God's own time to keep 
 All over the world, and never could sleep. 
 
 The tall pink foxglove towed his head— 
 The violets curtsied, and went to bed; 
 And good little Lucy tied up her hair, 
 And said, on her knees, her favorite prayer. 
 
 And while on her pillow she softly lay f 
 She knew nothing more till again it was day; 
 And all things said to the beautiful sun, 
 6 'Good morning! good morning! our work is begun