GAMES. 243

 

CCCCXI.

CLAP hands, clap hands,
Hie Tommy Randy,

Did you see my good man?
They call him Cock-a-bandy.

Silken stockings on his legs,
Silver buckles glancin’,

A sky-blue bonnet on his head,
And oh! but he is handsome.

CCCCXIL.

THIS game begins thus: “Take this.” “What’s this?” Seeks,
wide-mouthed, waddling frog,” &c.
Twelve huntsmen with horns and hounds,
Hunting over other men’s grounds ;
Eleven ships sailing o’er the main,
Some bound for France and some for Spain:
I wish them all safe home again ;
Ten comets in the sky,
Some low and some high ;
Nine peacocks in the air,
I wonder how they all came there,
I do not know and I do not care;
Eight joiners in Joiners’ Hall,
Working with the tools and all;
Seven lobsters in a dish,
As fresh as any heart could wish;
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