372 NURSERY RHYMES.

I’ll crawl to a garden and jump through the pales,
And there I’ll dine nicely on slugs and on snails;
Ho, ho! quoth the frog, is that what you mean?
Then I’ll hop away to the next meadow stream,
There I will drink, and eat worms and slugs too,
And then I shall have a good dinner like you.

DCLI.
Tue winds they did
blow,
The leaves they did
wag ;
Along came a beggar
boy,
And put me in his
bag.

He took me up to
London,
A lady did me buy,

Put me in a_ silver

 

cage,
And hung me up on
high.
With apples by the
fire,
‘ And nuts for to
enuerse ” crack,

Besides a little feather bed
To rest my little back.