142 NURSERY RHYMES.

 

CCXVI.

THE miller he grinds his corn, his corn;

The miller he grinds his corn, his corn;

The little boy blue comes winding his horn,
With a hop, step, and a jump.

The carter he whistles aside his team ;

The carter he whistles aside his team ;

And Dolly comes tripping with the nice clouted cream,
With a hop, step, and a jump.

The nightingale sings when we’re at rest;

The nightingale sings when we’re at rest;

The little bird climbs the tree for his nest,
With a hop, step, and a jump.

The damsels are churning for curds and whey;

The damsels are churning for curds and whey;

The lads in the fields are making the hay,
With a hop, step, and a jump.

CCXVII.

I saw three ships come sailing by,
Come sailing by, come sailing by—

I saw three ships come sailing by,
New Year’s Day in the morning.