How shall he cut it
Without e’er a knife?
How will he be married
Without e’er a wife?

DCXC.
LITTLE Miss, pretty Miss,
Blessings light upon you;
If I had half-a-crown a day
I’d spend it all upon you.

DCXCI.

LITTLE Miss Muffet,

She sat on a tuffet,
Eating of curds and whey ;_
There came a great spider,
Who sat down beside her,
And frightened Miss Muffet
away.