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  HARRY'S

  LADDER TO LEARNING.

  WITH

  Two Hundred and Thirty Illustrations.

  LONDON: DAVID BOGUE, 86 FLEET STREET; AND JOSEPH CUNDALL, 21 OLD BONDSTREET. 1850.

  LONDON:

  Printed by G. BARCLAY, Castle St. Leicester Sq.

  A MAY-DAY DANCE.]

  HARRY'S LADDER TO LEARNING.

  PART I.

  HARRY'S HORN-BOOK.

  HORN-BOOK.

  BOY.

  CAT.

  DOG.

  JUG.

  COW.

  PIG.

  BED.

  FOX.

  COCK.

  DUCK.

  MILL.

  GOAT.

  STAG.

  ROSE.

  HARE.

  BEAR.

  LAMP.

  HOUSE.

  CLOCK.

  PEARS.

  GOOSE.

  HORSE.

  SHEEP.

  CHAIR.

  KNIFE.

  FORK.

  SPOON.

  RAKE, HOE, AND SPADE.

  GRAPES.

  BRIDGE.

  CHURCH.

  LION.

  SOFA.

  APPLE.

  BASIN.

  TABLE.

  PANSY.

  ROBIN.

  CAMEL.

  DONKEY.

  PIGEON.

  MONKEY.

  TURKEY.

  RABBIT.

  WAGGON.

  TEAPOT.

  SPARROW.

  FUSCHIA.

  PHEASANT.

  FILBERTS.

  WOODCOCK.

  COFFEE POT.

  PARTRIDGE.

  GUINEA FOWL.

  GLASS AND DECANTER.

  ELEPHANT.

  WHEELBARROW.

  STRAWBERRIES.

  CONVOLVULUS.

  HARRY'S LADDER TO LEARNING.

  PART II.

  HARRY'S PICTURE-BOOK.

  PICTURE-BOOK.

  Look at the Cow and her little Calf.

  Aunt Mary and Maria gathering Flowers.

  Betty is taking Eggs to Market.

  See how the Hen is feeding her Chickens.

  Little Maria is saying her Lessons.

  The Horse is leaping over a Rail,

  And the Dog is hunting a Deer.

  Tom is trying to catch Fish in the River.

  John runs fast with his Hoop.

  Harry and Herbert are flying a Kite.

  Ellen is swinging on a Rope.

  Harry is riding on his Pony.

  Ann is feeding the Chickens.

  Two Cows are drinking in the Pond.

  Charles and Edward are playing Marbles.

  Maria is feeding her pretty Pigeons.

  Aunt Mary is riding on a Donkey.

  Walter is feeding his Rabbits.

  Ann and Betsey are gleaning Corn.

  Mamma is dancing Baby.

  Look at Betty milking the Cow.

  These two Boys are playing at Leap-frog.

  James is digging with a Spade.

  Harry is giving some Bread to a poor Man.

  Benjamin is feeding a Robin.

  Teddy is playing at Trap and Ball.

  Here is Bob the Shepherd and his Dog.

  Betty is churning the Milk into Butter.

  Mamma and her Sons going to Church.

  Eliza and Mary are playing at Shuttlecock.

  Nelly is nursing her Dolly.

  George is making Hay.

  The Fox is going to steal a Chicken.

  The Magpies have built their Nest in a Tree.

  What a steady old Cart-horse!

  See how the pretty Pigeons fly to their Cote!

  The Donkey is looking at the two Rabbits.

  Papa is reading a new Book.

  John is carrying Straw in his Barrow.

  A Goose and three Ducks are swimming.

  Here is a Mare and her little Foal.

  Frank is going out with his Dog and Gun.

  What a nice Sheep with her two pretty Lambs!

  This is a pretty Tree! it is an Ash.

  Look at the Cattle in the Farm-yard.

  HARRY'S LADDER TO LEARNING.

  PART III.

  HARRY'S NURSERY SONGS.

  NURSERY SONGS.

  Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green; Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen; And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring; And Harry's a drummer, and drums for the king.

  Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree-top! When the wind blows, the cradle will rock; When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, cradle, and all.

  Bye, oh, my baby! When I was a lady, Oh then my poor babe didn't cry! But my baby is weeping For want of good keeping. Oh, I fear my poor baby will die.

  Hush-a-bye, babby, lie still with thy daddy; Thy mammy is gone to the mill To get some wheat, to make some meat, So pray, my dear babby, lie still.

  How many days has my baby to play? Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. Saturday, Sunday, Monday.

  Hush-a-bye, baby, Daddy is near, Mammy's a lady, And that's very clear.

  Dance to your daddy My bonny laddy, Dance to your ninny, My sweet lamb; You shall have a fishy In a little dishy, And a whirligiggy, And some nice jam.

  Dance, little baby, dance up high, Never mind, baby, mother is nigh; Crow and caper, caper and crow; There, little baby, there you go, Up to the ceiling, down to the ground, Backwards and forwards, round and round; Dance, little baby, and mother will sing, With the merry coral, ding, ding, ding!

  Here we go up, up, up, And here we go down, down, downy, And here we go backwards and forwards, And here we go round, round, roundy.

  Danty baby diddy, What can mammy do wid'e? Sit in her lap, And she'll give you some pap, Danty baby diddy!

  Bye, baby bunting, Father's gone a-hunting, To get a little rabbit-skin To wrap the baby bunting in.

  Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall, Not all the king's horses, nor all the king's men, Could set Humpty Dumpty up again.

  A Long-tail'd pig, Or a short-tail'd pig, Or a pig without a tail? A sow-pig, or a boar-pig, Or a pig with a curly tail?

  Little Tom Tucker Sings for his supper: What shall he eat? White bread and butter. How shall he cut it Without e'er a knife? How will he be married Without e'er a wife?

  Pat a cake, pat a cake, baker's man; So I will, master, as fast as I can; Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with B, And toss it in the oven for baby and me.

  See-saw, Margery-daw, Harry shall have a new master; He shall not have but a penny a-day, Because he won't work any faster.

  The man in the moon Came down too soon, And ask'd his way to Norwich; He went by the south, And burnt his mouth With eating cold plum-porridge.

  Little Jack Horner Sat in a corner, Eating a Christmas pie; He put in his thumb And pull'd out a plum, And said, "What a brave boy am I!"

  See-saw, sacaradown, Which is the way to London town? One foot up, the other foot down, That is the way to London town.

  One, two, buckle my shoe; Three, four, shut the door; Five, six, pick up sticks; Seven, eight, lay them straight; Nine, ten, a good fat hen; Eleven, twelve, who will delve? Thirteen, fourteen, draw the curtain; Fifteen, sixteen, the maid's in the kitchen; Seventeen, eighteen, she's a-waiting; Nineteen, twenty, my plate's empty; Please, ma
mma, give me some dinner.

  Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross, To see an old woman ride on a white horse, With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes, And she shall have music wherever she goes.

  There was an old woman lived under a hill, And if she ben't gone she lives there still.

  1. This little pig went to market; 2. This little pig stayed at home; 3. This little pig had roast meat; 4. This little pig had none; 5. This little pig said, "Wee, wee, wee, I can't find my way home!"

  [* * *] Addressed to the five toes.

  The girl in the lane, That couldn't speak plain, Cried gobble, gobble, Gobble: The man on the hill, That couldn't stand still, Went hobble, hobble, Hobble.

  Bah, bah, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, marry, have I, Three bags full: One for my master, And one for my dame, And one for the little boy Who lives in the lane.

  A Dillar a dollar, A ten o'clock scholar, What makes you come so soon? You used to come at ten o'clock, But now you come at noon.

  One, two, three, four, five, I caught a hare alive; Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, And let it go again.

  Hark! hark! the dogs do bark, Beggars are coming to town, Some in jags, and some in rags, And some in velvet gown.

  Four little mice sat down to spin, Pussy pass'd by and she peep'd in; "What are you at, my fine little men?" "Making coats for gentlemen." "Shall I come in, and cut off your thread?" "No! no! Miss Pussy, you'll bite off our head."

  To market, to market, to buy a plum bun. Home again, home again, market is done.

  There was a piper who had a cow, But he had no hay to give her; So he took his pipes and played a tune, Consider, old cow, consider!

  There was an old woman Who lived in a shoe, She had so many children She didn't know what to do; She gave them some broth Without any bread, She whipp'd them all soundly And sent them to bed.

  Lady-bird, lady-bird, Fly away home, Your house is on fire, Your children will burn.

  Rain, rain, Go away, Come again Another day, Little Harry Wants to play.

  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.

  Hiccory, diccory, dock, The mouse ran up the clock; The clock struck one, The mouse ran down, Hiccory, diccory, dock.

  Daffy-down-dilly has come up to town, In a yellow petticoat and a green gown.

  Hey, my kitten, my kitten, And hey, my kitten, my deary, Such a sweet pet as this Was neither far nor neary.

  Hey diddle diddle, The cat and the fiddle, The cow jump'd over the moon; The little dog laugh'd To see such craft, And the dish ran away with the spoon.

  Jack and Jill Went up the hill To fetch a Pail of water; Jack fell down And cracked His crown, And Jill came Tumbling after.

  Two little dogs were basking in the cinders; Two little cats were playing in the windows; When two little mice popped out of a hole, And up to a fine piece of cheese they stole. The two little dogs cried, "Cheese is nice!" But the two little cats jumped down in a trice, And cracked the bones of the two little mice.

  Wee Willie Winkie Runs through the town, Up stairs and down stairs, In his night-gown; Tapping at the window, Crying at the lock, "Are the babes in their bed? For it's now ten o'clock."

  Little boy blue, come blow me your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn; Where is the little boy tending the sheep? Under the haycock fast asleep.

  Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, where have you been? I've been to London to see the queen. Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, what did you there? I frightened a little mouse under the chair.

  High diddle doubt, my candle's out, And my little dame's not at home: So saddle my hog, and bridle my dog, And fetch my little dame home.

  As I was going up Pippen Hill, Pippen Hill was dirty, There I met a pretty miss, And she dropp'd me a curtsey.

  Little miss, pretty miss! Blessings light upon you! If I had half-a-crown a-day, I'd spend it all upon you.

  I had a little husband, no bigger than my thumb, I put him in a pint-pot, and there I bid him drum; I bought him a little handkerchief to wipe his little nose, And a pair of little garters, to tie his little hose.

  There was a little boy went into a barn, And lay down on some hay; An owl came out and flew about, And the little boy ran away.

  I'll sing you a song, It's not very long: The woodcock and the sparrow, The little dog has burnt his tail, And he shall be hang'd to-morrow.

  There were three crows sat on a stone, Fal la, la la lal de. Two flew away, and then there was one, Fal la, la la lal de. The other crow finding himself alone, Fal la, la la lal de. He flew away, and then there was none, Fal la, la la lal de.

  1. Let us go to the wood, says this pig; 2. What to do there? says that pig; 3. To look for my mother, says this pig; 4. What to do with her? says that pig; 5. To kiss her and love her, says this pig.

  [* * * This is said to each finger.

  Cold and raw the north wind doth blow, Bleak in the morning early; All the hills are cover'd with snow, And winter's now come fairly.

  Needles and pins, Needles and pins, When a man marries His trouble begins.

  Cock a doodle doo! My dame has lost her shoe; Master's broke his fiddling stick, And don't know what to do.

  Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John Went to bed with his breeches on; One shoe off, the other shoe on, Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John.

  Dingty, diddledy, my mammy's maid, She stole oranges, I am afraid. Some in her pocket, some in her sleeve, She stole oranges, I do believe.

  There was a man of our town, And he was wondrous wise: He jump'd into a bramble-bush, And scratch'd out both his eyes; And when he saw his eyes were out, With all his might and main He jump'd into another bush, And scratch'd them in again.