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R. CALDECOTT'S PICTURE BOOK

(No. 2)

CONTAINING

THE THREE JOVIAL HUNTSMEN
SING A SONG FOR SIXPENCE
THE QUEEN OF HEARTS
THE FARMER'S BOY






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London
Frederick Warne and Co., Ltd.
and New York
Printed in Great Britain




THE THREE JOVIAL HUNTSMEN.

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The THREE JOVIAL HUNTSMEN.


  IT'S of three jovial huntsmen, an' a hunting they did go;
    An' they hunted, an' they hollo'd, an' they blew their horns also
                                            Look ye there!

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  An' one said, "Mind yo'r e'en, an' keep yo'r noses reet i' th' wind
  An' then, by scent or seet, we'll leet o' summat to our mind."
                                                  Look ye there!

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  They hunted, an' they hollo'd, an' the first thing they did find
  Was a tatter't boggart, in a field, an' that they left behind.
                                           Look ye there!

  One said it was a boggart, an' another he said "Nay;
  It's just a ge'man-farmer, that has gone an' lost his way."
                                           Look ye there!

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  They hunted, an' they hollo'd, an' the next thing they did find
  Was a gruntin', grindin' grindlestone, an' that they left behind.
                                             Look ye there!

  One said it was a grindlestone, another he said "Nay;
  It's nought but an' owd fossil cheese, that somebody's roll't away."
                                             Look ye there!

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  They hunted, an' they hollo'd, an' the next thing they did find
  Was a bull-calf in a pin-fold, an' that, too, they left behind.
                                          Look ye there!

  One said it was a bull-calf, an' another he said "Nay;
  It's just a painted jackass, that has never larnt to bray."
                                          Look ye there!

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  They hunted, an they hollo'd, an' the next thing they did find
  Was a two-three children leaving school, an' these they left behind.
                                           Look ye there!

  One said that they were children, but another he said "Nay;
  They're no' but little angels, so we'll leave 'em to their play."
                                           Look ye there!

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  They hunted, an' they hollo'd, an' the next thing they did find
  Was a fat pig smiling in a ditch, an' that, too, they left behind.
                                            Look ye there!

  One said it was a fat pig, but another he said "Nay;
  It's just a Lunnon Alderman, whose clothes are stole away."
                                            Look ye there!

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  They hunted, an' they hollo'd, an' the next thing they did find
  Was two young lovers in a lane, an' these they left behind.
                                         Look ye there!

  One said that they were lovers, but another he said "Nay;
  They're two poor wanderin' lunatics--come, let us go away."
                                         Look ye there!

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  So they hunted, and they hollo'd, till the setting of the sun;
  An' they'd nought to bring away at last, when th' huntin'-day was done.
                                          Look ye there!

  Then one unto the other said, "This huntin' doesn't pay;
  But we'n powler't up an' down a bit, an' had a rattlin' day."
                                          Look ye there!

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SING A SONG FOR SIXPENCE

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          SING a Song for Sixpence,

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          A Pocketful

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          of Rye;

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          Four-and-Twenty Blackbirds

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          Baked

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          in a Pie.

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          When the Pie was opened,
          The Birds began to sing;
          Was not that

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          a dainty Dish

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          To set before the King?

          The King was in

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          his Counting-house,

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          Counting out his Money.

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          The Queen was in

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          the Parlour,

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          Eating Bread and Honey.

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          The Maid was in

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          the Garden,

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          Hanging out the Clothes;

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          There came a little Blackbird,

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          And snapped off her Nose

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          But there came a Jenny Wren
              and popped it on again.

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THE QUEEN OF HEARTS

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THE QUEEN OF HEARTS.

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          THE Queen of Hearts,
          She made some Tarts,

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          All on a Summer's Day:

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          The Knave of Hearts,
          He stole those Tarts,

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          And took them right away.

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          The King of Hearts,
          Called for those Tarts,

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          And beat the Knave full sore:

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          The Knave of Hearts,
          Brought back those Tarts,

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          And vowed he'd steal no more

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THE FARMER'S BOY

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The Farmer's Boy.


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            WHEN I was a farmer, a Farmer's Boy,
              I used to keep my master's HORSES,
            With a GEE-WO here, and a GEE-WO there,
              And here a GEE, and there a GEE,
              And everywhere a GEE;
  Says I,   My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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            When I was a farmer, a Farmer's Boy,
              I used to keep my master's LAMBS,
            With a BAA-BAA here, and a BAA-BAA there,
              And here a BAA, and there a BAA,
              And everywhere a BAA;
            With a GEE-WO here, and a GEE-WO there,
              And here a GEE, and there a GEE,
              And everywhere a GEE;
  Says I,   My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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            When I was a farmer, a Farmer's Boy,
              I used to keep my master's HENS,
            With a CHUCK-CHUCK here, and a CHUCK-CHUCK there,
              And here a CHUCK, and there a CHUCK,
              And everywhere a CHUCK;
            With a BAA-BAA here, and a BAA-BAA there,
              And here a BAA, and there a BAA,
              And everywhere a BAA;
            With a GEE-WO here, and a GEE-WO there,
                  &c.,    &c.,    &c.
  Says I,   My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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            When I was a farmer, a Farmer's Boy,
              I used to keep my master's PIGS,
            With a GRUNT-GRUNT here, and a GRUNT-GRUNT there,
              And here a GRUNT, and there a GRUNT,
              And everywhere a GRUNT;
            With a CHUCK-CHUCK here, and a CHUCK-CHUCK there,
              And here a CHUCK, and there a CHUCK,
              And everywhere a CHUCK;
            With a BAA-BAA here, and a BAA-BAA there,
                  &c.,    &c.,    &c.
            With a GEE-WO here, and a GEE-WO there,
                  &c.,    &c.,    &c.
  Says I,   My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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            When I was a farmer, a Farmer's Boy,
              I used to keep my master's DUCKS,
            With a QUACK-QUACK here, and a QUACK-QUACK there,
              And here a QUACK, and there a QUACK,
              And everywhere a QUACK;
            With a GRUNT-GRUNT here, and a GRUNT-GRUNT there,
                  &c.,    &c.,    &c.
            With a CHUCK-CHUCK here, &c.
            With a BAA-BAA here, &c.
            With a GEE-WO here, &c.
  Says I,   My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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            When I was a farmer, a Farmer's Boy,
              I used to keep my master's DOGS,
            With a BOW-BOW here, and a BOW-WOW there,
              And here a BOW, and there a WOW,
              And everywhere a WOW;
            With a QUACK-QUACK here, and a QUACK-QUACK there,
                  &c.,    &c.,    &c.
            With a GRUNT-GRUNT here, &c.
            With a CHUCK-CHUCK here, &c.
            With a BAA-BAA here, &c.
            With a GEE-WO here, &c.
  Says I,   My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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            When I was a farmer, a Farmer's Boy,
              I used to keep my master's CHILDREN,
            With a SHOUTING here, and a POUTING there,
              And here a SHOUT, and there a POUT,
              And everywhere a SHOUT;
            With a BOW-BOW here, and a BOW-WOW there,
                  &c.,    &c.,    &c.
            With a QUACK-QUACK here, &c.
            With a GRUNT-GRUNT here, &c.
            With a CHUCK-CHUCK here, &c.
            With a BAA-BAA here, &c.
            With a GEE-WO here, &c.
  Says I,   My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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            When I was a farmer, a Farmer's Boy
              I used to keep my master's TURKEYS,
            With a GOBBLE-GOBBLE here, and a GOBBLE-GOBBLE there,
              And here a GOBBLE, and there a GOBBLE;
              And everywhere a GOBBLE;
            With a SHOUTING here, and a POUTING there,
                  &c.,    &c.,    &c.
            With a BOW-WOW here, &c.
            With a QUACK-QUACK here, &c.
            With a GRUNT-GRUNT here, &c.
            With a CHUCK-CHUCK here, &c.
            With a BAA-BAA here, &c.
            With a GEE-WO here, &c.
  Says I,   My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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