346 NURSERV RHYMES.

 

DXCVI.

ROBIN-A-BOBBIN
Bent his bow,

Shot at a pigeon,
And killed a crow.

DXCVII.
ROBIN-A-BOBBIN bent his bow,
And shot at a woodcock and killed a yowe:
The yowe cried ba, and he ran away,
And never came back till Midsummer Day.

DXCVIII.
THERE was a little boy went into a barn,
And lay down on some hay;
An owl came out and flew about,
And the little boy ran away.

DXCIX.

SNAIL, snail, put out your horns,
I'll give you bread and barleycorns.

DC.

A LITTLE cock sparrow sat on a green tree, (tris)

And he chirruped, he chirruped, so merry was he; (éris)
A little cock sparrow sat on a green tree,

And he chirruped, he chirruped, so merry was he,