And all the winds go sighing, For sweet things dying.
Motherless Baby And Babyless Mother
Motherless baby and babyless mother,
Bring them together to love one another.
Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad.
She's such a senseless wooden thing
She stares the livelong day;
Her wig of gold is stiff and cold
And cannot change to grey.
Shut up eyes, bo-peep;
Never wake: -
Angels At The Foot
Angels at the foot,
And Angels at the head,
And like a curly little lamb
My pretty babe in bed.
Currants On A Bush
Currants on a bush,
And figs upon a stem,
And cherries on a bending bough,
And Ned to gather them.
Baby cry -
Oh fie! -
At the physic in the cup:
Gulp it twice
And gulp it thrice,
Baby gulp it up.
Stroke A Flint
Stroke a flint, and there is nothing to admire:
Strike a flint, and forthwith flash out sparks of fire.