4 NURSERY RHYMES.

 

IV.
RoBIN Hoop, Robin Hood,
Is in the mickle wood!
Little John, Little John,
- He to the town is gone.
Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
Is telling his beads,
All in the greenwood,

 

Among the green weeds.
Little John, Little John,

If he comes no more,
Robin Hood, Robin Hood,

We shall fret full sore!

Vv.

[The following perhaps refers to Joanna
of Castile, who visited the Court of Henry
VII., in the year 1506. ]

I HAD a little nut-tree, nothing
would it bear

But a silver nutmeg and a
golden pear ;

The King of Spain’s daughter
came to visit me,

And all was because of my
little nut-tree.

I skipped over water, I danced
over sea,

And all the birds in the air
couldn’t catch me,