GAMES. 233

 

Mary. I will not stand up upon my feet,
To see my poor brother go through the street.
Children, Rise up, rise up, poor Mary Brown,
To see your poor sister go through the town.
Mary. I will not stand up upon my feet,
To see my poor sister go through the street.
Children, Rise up, rise up, poor Mary Brown,
To see the poor beggars go through the town.
Mary. I will not stand up upon my feet,
To see the poor beggars go through the street.
One would have thought that this tiresome repetition had
been continued quite long enough; but two other verses are
sometimes added, introducing gentlemen and ladies with the same
questions, to both of which it is unnecessary to say that the
callous and hard-hearted Mary Brown replies with perfect in-
difference and want of curiosity. All versions, however, conclude
with the girls saying:
Rise up, rise up, poor Mary Brown,
And see your poor sweetheart go through the town.

The chord is at last touched, and Mary, frantically replying,

I will get up upon my feet,
To see my sweetheart go through the street !
rushes with impetuosity to break the ring, and generally suc-

ceeds in escaping the bonds that detain her from her imaginary
love,

CCCXCV.

Two of the strongest children are selected, A and B; A stands
within a ring of the children, B being outside.

A. Who is going round my sheepfold?
&. Only poor old Jacky Lingo.