62 NURSERY RHYMES.

 

The King of Hearts called for the tarts,
And beat the Knave full sore;

The Knave of Hearts brought back the tarts,
And vowed jhe’d steal no more.

XCIII.

I HAD a little hobby-horse, .
And it was dapple ‘grey ;

Its head was-made of pea-straw,
Its tail was made of hay.

I sold it to an old woman
For a copper groat;

And I'll not sing my song again
Without a new coat.