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London Frederick Warne & Co. and New York
12, 13. _The Little Woman and the Pedlar._
17. _The Old Woman Tossed up in a Blanket._
Polly, put the kettle on, Polly, put the kettle on, Polly, put the kettle on, We'll all have tea.
Sukey, take it off again, Sukey, take it off again, Sukey, take it off again, They've all gone away.]
Hot Cross Buns! Hot Cross Buns! One a penny, two a penny, Hot Cross Buns! If you have no daughters, If you have no daughters, If you have no daughters, Pray give them to your sons; But if you have none of these little elves, Then you must eat them all yourselves.]
[Illustration: THE LITTLE WOMAN AND THE PEDLAR]
There was a little woman, as I've heard say, _Fol, lol, diddle, diddle dol;_ She went to market, her eggs for to sell, _Fol, lol, diddle, diddle dol._ She went to market all on a market day, And she fell asleep upon the king's highway; _Fol de rol de lol lol lol lol lol,_ _Fol, lol, diddle, diddle dol._]
2 And there came a pedlar whose name was Stout, _Fol, lol, &c.,_ He cut her petticoats all round about, _Fol, lol, &c.,_ He cut her petticoats up to her knees, Which made the little woman to shiver and freeze, _Fol de rol, &c._
3 When the little woman began to awake, _Fol, lol, &c.,_ She began to shiver, and she began to shake, _Fol, lol, &c.,_ She began to shake, and she began to cry, Lawk-a-mercy on me! this is none of I, _Fol de rol, &c._
4 If it be I, as I suppose it be, _Fol lol, &c.,_ I've a little dog at home, and he knows me; _Fol, lol, &c.,_ If it be I, he will wag his little tail, If it be not I, he will bark and rail, _Fol de rol, &c._