At school always true,
The joy of his friends,
And a pattern for you.
[Illustration]
Be instructed by him,
To avoid folly's snare,
And your bosom thro' life,
Will escape every care.
FINIS.
JUMPING JOAN.
[Illustration]
Here am I, little
Jumping Joan,
When nobody's with me,
I'm always alone.
London:
Printed by J. Catnach, 2, Monmouth
Court, 7 Dials.
2
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
Joan had a dog, and
Joan had a cat,
Look at them both, see
How pretty they're sat.
3
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
Joan she lov'd skipping,
And was not at a loss,
At jumping or hopping,
Or going a cross.
4
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
Joan had a parrot
Could chatter and bawl,
But Joan could talk faster,
And longer withal.
5
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
Joan's dog, Prinny,
No learning did lack,
He'd carry Poll in his mouth
And Puss on his back.
6
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
As Joan lov'd jumping,
She learned her cat,
Look at them both,
And see what they're at.
7
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
Here's Pussy a washing
Joan's linen you know,
She could wash for herself
A long while ago.
8
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
Now Prinny, Joan's dog,
To market would go,
But what he'll bring back,
I'm sure I don't know.
9
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
Here's Pussy drest out
Like a lady so gay,
She's going to court, if
She finds but the way.
10
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
Here's Prinny and Pussy
To dancing have got,
While Joan plays a tune
On the lid of a pot.
11
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
Here's Joan with a whip,
Taking very long strides,
And vows if she finds 'em,
She'll bang both their hides.
12
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
Here's Prinny with gun,
Sword and gorget so smart,
He's going to France,
To fight Bonaparte.
13
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
And Joan's threat had fill'd
Poor Prin with alarms,
He said he'd not fight,
And so grounded his arms.
14
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
Then Puss in a fright
Ran back to the house,
She pull'd off her clothes,
And has just caught a mouse.
15
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
Then Joan she came in,
Call'd the cat saucy puss,
And said Prin was a puppy,
To frighten her thus.
_Jumping Joan._
[Illustration]
They fell on their knees,
Her pardon to crave,
And promis'd in future,
They'd better behave.
J. Catnach, Printer.
[Illustration]
This Milk Maid and
Book for a halfpenny.
[Illustration]
TO THE Juvenile Reader.
Little Boys and Girls will find
At CATNACH'S something to their mind.
From great variety may choose,
What will instruct them and amuse;
The prettiest plates that you can find,
To please at once the eye and mind,
In all his little books appear,
In natural beauty, shining clear,
Instruction unto youth when given,
Points the path from earth to heaven.
He sells by Wholesale and Retail,
To suit all moral tastes can't fail.
THE Butterfly's Ball,
AND Grasshopper's Feast.
[Illustration]
_Come take up your hats,
And away let us haste,
To the Butterfly's Ball,
Or the Grasshoppers Feast._
J. Catnach,
2, Monmouth Court, 7 Dials.
[Illustration]
THE BUTTERFLY'S BALL
AND Grasshopper's Feast.
[Illustration]
The trumpeter Gad-fly,
Has summon'd the crew,
And the revels are now,
Only waiting for you.
[Illustration]
On the smooth shaved grass,
By the side of a wood.
Beneath a broad oak,
Which for ages had stood.
[Illustration]
See the children of earth,
And the tenants of air,
To an evening's amusement,
Together repair.
[Illustration]
And there came the Beetle,
So blind and so black,
And carried the Emmet,
His friend on his back.
[Illustration]
And there came the Gnat,
And the Dragon-fly too,
And all their relations--
Green, orange and blue.
[Illustration]
And there came the Moth
With her plume of down,
And the Hornet with jacket
Of yellow and brown.
[Illustration]
Who with him the Wasp,
His companion did bring,
But they promised that evening
To lay by their sting.
[Illustration]
The sly little Dormouse,
Peep'd out of his hole,
And led to the feast,
His blind cousin the Mole.
[Illustration]
And the Snail with his horns,
Peeping out of a shell.
Came fatigued with the distance,
The length of an ell.
[Illustration]
A Mushroom the table,
And on it was spread,
A water-dock leaf,
Which their table-cloth made.
[Illustration]
The viands were various,
To each of their taste,
And the Bee brought the honey,
To sweeten the feast
[Illustration]
With steps most majestic,
The Snail did advance,
And he promised the gazers
A minuet to dance.
[Illustration]
But they all laugh'd so loud,
That he drew in his head,
And went in his own
Little chamber to bed.
[Illustration]
Then as the evening gave way
To the shadows of night,
Their watchman the glow-worm
Came out with his light.
[Illustration]
So home let us hasten,
While yet we can see,
For no watchman is waiting,
For you or for me.
J. Catnach, Printer.
[Illustration]
A halfpenny Pay
and take honest Tray.
Let all good children come to me,
And I'll learn them their
A B C
[Illustration]
[Illustration:
THE _Easter Gift_;
BEING A USEFUL TOY
FOR
_Little Miss & Master_
TO LEARN THEIR ABC
J. Catnach, Printer,
2, & 3,
Monmouth-Court, 7 Dials.]
[Illustration]
A Was an Archer and shot at a frog,
But missing his mark shot into a bog.
[Illustration]
B Was a Butcher and had a great dog,
Who always went round the streets with a clog.
[Illustration]
C Was a Captain so brave and so grand,
He headed in buff the stately train'd band.
[Illustration]
D Was a Drunkard and lov'd a full pot,
His face and his belly shew'd him a great sot.
[Illustration]
E Was an Esquire, both lofty and proud,
His servant was softy though he was full loud.
[Illustration]
F Was a Farmer and followed the plough,
And gathered good from the sweat of his brow.
[Illustration]
G Was a Gamester, and oft would he play,
A poor single ace against a bold tray.
[Illustration]
H Hunted the buck, and likewise the doe,
The hart and the fox, and also the roe.
[Illustration]
I Was an Image set up at Rome,
Many that see it were better at home.
[Illustration]
J Was a Joiner and built him a house,
A little time after there came in a mouse.
[Illustration]
K Was a King, who would drink and carouse,
Affrighted was he at a stand and a mouse.
[Illustration]
L Was a Lady that lov'd a fine tree,
Though none understood it so little as she.
[Illustration]
M Was a Merchant to foreign lands gone.
To bring home fine tea and rich silks anon.
[Illustration]
N Was a Noble of birth and high power,
To the poor most gentle, to the haughty most sour.
[Illustration]
O With her Oysters, a delicate cry.
Come buy my sweet Oyster, come buy, come buy.
[Illustration]
P Was a Parson, and wore a black gown,
For goodness and virtue of high renown.
[Illustration]
Q Was a Quaker, both stiff and upright,
In yea and nay they chiefly delight.
[Illustration]
R Was a Robber on the highway,
For which he's been hung this many a day.
[Illustration]
S Was a Sailor and liv'd in a ship,
He made the Spaniards and French for to skip.
[Illustration]
T Was Tom Tinker and mended a kettle,
While he was hammering was deaf as a beetle.
[Illustration]
U Was an Undertaker at work for his bread.
The living must pay, though he works for the dead.
[Illustration]
V Was a Vintner that loved his pottle,
Went seldom to bed without his full bottle.
[Illustration]
W Was a Watchman, to guard the warehouse,
That rogues did not strip it of every souse.
[Illustration]
X Was expensive, and so became poor,
With his little dog begged from door to door.
[Illustration]
Y Was a Youngster that lov'd not his school,
But trundled his hoop though out of all rule.
[Illustration]
Z Was a Zany that look'd like a fool,
With his long tassell'd cap he was the boy's fool.
And when your great letters you know,
Then I'll teach you the small ones also.
[Illustration]
Printed by J. Catnach.
THE Tragical Death
OF AN _Apple Pie_,
[Illustration]
Who was Cut to Pieces
AND EATEN BY
_Twenty-Five Gentlemen_,
WITH WHOM
All Little People
OUGHT TO BE ACQUAINTED
PRINTED BY J. PAUL & Co.,
LONDON;
_2 & 3, Monmouth Court_.
[Illustration]
An apple pie when it looks nice,
Would make one long to have a slice,
And if its taste should prove so too,
I fear one slice would scarcely do,
So to prevent my asking twice,
Pray mamma, cut a good large slice.
[Illustration]
THE LIFE AND DEATH OF AN APPLE PIE.
[Illustration]
A
An Apple-pie.
B
Bit it.
[Illustration]
C
Cut it.
D
Dealt it.
[Illustration]
E
Did eat it.
F
Fought for it.
[Illustration]
G
Got it.
H
Had it.
[Illustration]
J
Join'd for it.
K
Kept it.
[Illustration]
L
Long'd for it.
M
Mourned for it.
[Illustration]
N
Nodded at it.
O
Open'd it.
[Illustration]
P
Peeped into it.
Q
Quartered it.
[Illustration]
R
Ran for it.
S
Stole it.
[Illustration]
T
Took it.
V
View'd it.
[Illustration]
W
Wanted it.
XYZ and & All wished for a piece in hand.
[Illustration]
At last they every one agreed,
Upon the apple pie to feed;
But as there seem'd to be so many,
Those who were last might not have any,
Unless some method there was taken
That every one might have their bacon,
They all agreed to stand in order,
Around the apple pie's fine border,
Take turn as they in hornbook stand
From great A down to &,
In equal parts the pie divide,
As you may see on the other side.
[Illustration]
_A curious Discourse that passed between the Twenty-five Letters at dinner
time._
A 1. Says, A, give me a good large slice.
B 2. Says B, a little bit but nice.
C 3. Says C, cut me a piece of crust.
D 4. Take it, says D, 'tis dry as dust.
E 5. Says E, I'll eat it fast, who will?
F 6. Says F, I vow I'll have my fill.
G 7. Says G, give it me both good and great.
H 8. Says H, a little bit I hate.
I 9. Says I, I love the juice the best.
K 10. And K, the very same confess'd.
L 11. Says L, there's nothing more I love.
M 12. Says M, it makes your teeth to move.
N 13. N notic'd what the others said,
O 14. O, others plates with grief survey'd.
P 15. P prais'd the cook up to the life.
Q 16. Q quarrell'd because he'd a bad knife.
R 17. Says R, it runs short I'm afraid.
S 18. S, silent sat and nothing said.
T 19. T, thought that talking might lose time.
U 20. U understood it at meals a crime.
W 21. W wish'd there had been a quince in.
X 22. Says X, those cooks there's no convincing.
Y 23 Says Y, I'll eat, let others wish.
Z 24. Z sat as mute as any fish.
& 25. While & he lick'd the dish.
Having concluded their discourse and dinner together, I have nothing more
to add; but if my little readers are pleased with what they have found in
this book they have nothing to do but to run to J. Paul & Co's., 2, & 3,
Monmouth Court; 7 Dials, where they may have a great variety of books not
less entertaining than this of the same size and price.
[Illustration]
But that you may not think I leave you too abruptly, I here present you
with the picture of dame Dumpling, who made the Apple pie you have been
reading about; she has several more in her basket, and she promised that
if you are good children you shall never go to bed supperless while she
has one left. But as good people always ask a blessing, as a token that
you are good and deserve a pie, you must learn the two following Graces,
that one be said before your meals, and the other after.
* * * * *
_Grace before Meat._
Good Lord, bless us, and these thy creatures, to our use, which we are
about to receive, of thy bounteous liberality, through Jesus Christ our
Lord. _Amen._
_Grace after Meat._
We thank thee, O Lord, for all the benefits of this time, and of our whole
lives. Make us thankful for all thy mercies now, and for evermore. _Amen._
[Illustration]
THE TEN COMMANDMENTS PUT INTO SHORT RHYME.
1. Thou shalt have no other God but me.
2. Before no idol bow thy knee.
3. Take not the name of God it vain.
4. Nor dare the Sabbath-day profane.
5. Give both thy parents honour due.
6. Take heed that thou no murder do.
7. Abstain from words and deeds unclean.
8. Steal not, tho' thou art poor and mean.
9. Tell not a wilful lie, nor love it.
10. What is thy neighbour's, dare not covet.
J. Paul & Co., Printers.
OLD MOTHER HUBBARD
AND HER WONDERFUL DOG.
[Illustration]
Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard
To get the poor dog a bone;
But when she came there the cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog had none.
LONDON:
Printed by J. CATNACH, 2 & 3, Monmouth Court, 7 Dials.
[Illustration]
She went to the baker's to buy him some bread,
When she came back the dog was dead.
Ah! my poor dog, she cried, oh, what shall I do?
You were always my pride--none equal to you.
[Illustration]
She went to the undertaker's to buy him a coffin,
When she came back, the dog was laughing.
Now how this can be quite puzzles my brain,
I am much pleased to see you alive once again.
[Illustration]
She went to the barber's to buy him a wig,
When she came back he was dancing a jig.
O, you dear merry grig, how nicely you're prancing;
Then she held up the wig, and he began dancing.
[Illustration]
She went to the sempstress to buy him some linen,
When she came back the dog was spinning.
The reel, when 'twas done, was wove into a shirt,
Which served to protect him from weather and dirt.
[Illustration]
To market she went, to buy him some tripe,
When she came back he was smoking his pipe.
Why, sure, cried the dame, you'd beat the great Jocko.
Who before ever saw a dog smoking tobacco?
[Illustration]
She went to the alehouse to buy him some beer,
When she came back he sat on a chair.
Drink hearty, said Dame, there's nothing to pay,
'Twill banish your sorrow and moisten your clay.
[Illustration]
She went to the fruiterer's to buy him some fruit,
When she came back he was playing the flute.
Oh, you musical dog, you surely can speak:
Come, sing me a song, then he set up a squeak.
[Illustration]
She went to the tavern for white wine and red,
When she came back he stood on his head.
This is odd, said the dame, for fun you seem bred,
One would almost believe you'd wine in your head.
[Illustration]
The dog he cut capers, and turned out his toes,
'Twill soon cure the vapours, he such attitude shows.
The dame made a curtsey, the dog made a bow,
The dame said, Your servant, the dog said Bow wow.
[Illustration]
THE Royal Book.
[Illustration]
OF Nursery Rhymes.
A present for little Masters and Misses.
A Good Book to Instruct and Amuse.
[Illustration]
Pussy-Cat, pussy-cat, where have you been?
I've been up to London to look at the queen.
Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, what did you there?
I frighten'd a little mouse under the chair.
London:
Published by RYLE and PAUL,
2 & 3, Monmouth Court, Seven Dials.
NURSERY RHYMES.
[Illustration]
See-saw, sacradown,
Which is the way to London town?
One foot up, and the other down,
And that is the way to London town.
[Illustration]
Hey diddle, the cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed to see the sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
Ding, dong, bell!
Pussy's in the well.
Who put her in?
Little Johnny Green.
Who pulled her out?
Little Johnny Snout,
What a naughty boy was that,
To drown poor pussy cat,
Who never did him any harm,
And kill'd the mice in his father's barn.
[Illustration]
Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To get a pail of water:
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.
[Illustration]
Cock a doodle do,
The dame has lost her shoe,
And master's lost his fiddle stick
And don't know what to do.
Simple Simon met a pieman,
Going to the fair!
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
Let me taste your ware.
[Illustration]
Says the pieman unto Simon
First give me a penny;
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
I have not got any.
Once Simon made a great snow ball
And brought it in to roast,
He laid it down before the fire,
And soon the ball was lost.
[Illustration]
He went to ride a spotted cow,
That had a little calf,
She threw him down upon the ground
And made all the people laugh.
Now Simple Simon went a fishing,
For to catch a whale,
But all the water he had got
Was in his mother's pail.
[Illustration]
He went to catch a dickey bird
And thought he could not fail
Because he had a bit of salt,
To put upon his tail.
He went to see if cherries ripe,
Did grow upon a thistle,
He pricked his finger very much,
Which made poor Simon whistle.
[Illustration]
He went to take a bird's nest,
'Twas built upon a bough,
A branch gave way, down Simon fell
Into a dirty slough.
Simon was sent to market,
To buy a joint of meat,
He tied it to his horse's tail,
To keep it clean and sweet.
[Illustration]
He went to slide upon the ice,
Before the ice would bear,
Then he plunged in above his knees,
Which made poor Simon stare.
He went to shoot a wild duck,
But the duck flew away,
Says Simon I can't hit him,
Because he would not stay.
[Illustration]
Then Simple Simon went a hunting,
For to catch a hare,
He rode an ass about the street,
But could not find one there.
He went for water in a seive,
But soon it all run through,
And went all o'er his clothes,
Which made poor Simon rue.
[Illustration]
He washed himself with blacking ball,
Because he had no soap,
And then said to his mother
I'm a beauty now I hope.
He went to eat some honey,
Out of the mustard pot,
It bit his tongue until he cried,
That was all the good he got.
[Illustration]
Simple Simon cutting his mother's bellows open to see where the wind lay.
JACK JINGLE.
[Illustration]
Little Jack Jingle,
Played truant at school,
They made his bum tingle
For being a fool;
He promised no more
Like a fool he would look
But be a good boy and attend to his book.
[Illustration]
See little Jack Jingle
Learning his task,
He's a very good boy,
If the neighbours should ask,
To school he does run,
And no truant does play,
But when school is done,
He can laugh and be gay.
[Illustration]
Here sulky Sue,
What shall we do.
Turn her face to the wall,
Till she comes to;
If that should fail,
A touch with the cane
Will do her good,
When she feels the pain.
[Illustration]
Now Suky never pouts,
Never frowns, never flouts,
But reads her book with glee,
Then dances merrily,
No girl so good as she,
In all the country;
Cheerfully doth all things do,
She lost the name of sulky Sue.
[Illustration]
Jack Jingle went 'prentice,
To make a horse-shoe,
He wasted the iron,
Till it would not do,
His master came in,
And began for to rail;
Says Jack, the shoe's spoil'd,
But 'twill still make a nail.
[Illustration]
Little Jack Jingle,
Went to court Suky Shingle,
Says he, shall we mingle
Our toes in the bed;
Fye! Jacky Jingle,
Says little Suke Shingle,
We must try to mingle,
Our pence for some bread.
[Illustration]
Suke Shingle when young,
Did what others have done,
She could dirty two clouts,
While her mother wash'd one.
But now grown a stout wench,
With her pail and her mop,
If she don't clean the board,
She can make a great slop.
[Illustration]
Suky you shall be my wife,
And I'll tell you why;
I have got a little pig,
And you have got a sty;
I have got a dun cow,
And you can make good cheese,
Suky will you have me?
Say yes, if you please.
DEATH & BURIAL OF COCK ROBIN.
[Illustration]
Who kill'd Cock Robin?
I said the sparrow,
With my bow and arrow.
I kill'd Cock Robin.
Who caught his blood?
I, said the fish,
With my little dish--
I caught his blood.
[Illustration]
This is the fish
That held the dish.
Who saw him die?
I, said the fly
With my little eye--
I saw him die.
[Illustration]
This is the fly
That saw him die.
Who made his shroud?
I, said the beetle,
With my little needle--
I made his shroud.
[Illustration]
This is the beetle,
With his little needle.
Who'll be the Parson?
I, said the rook,
With my little book--
I will be the Parson.
[Illustration]
Here is Parson Rook,
Reading his book.
Who'll carry the coffin?
I, said the Kite,
If it's not in the night--
I'll carry the coffin.
[Illustration]
Behold the Kite,
How he takes his flight.
Who'll be the clerk?
I, said the Lark,
If its not in the dark--
I will be the clerk.
[Illustration]
Behold how the Lark,
Says Amen like a clerk.
Who will carry the link?
I, said the linnet:
I'll fetch it in a minute--
I will carry the link.
[Illustration]
The Linnet with a light,
Altho' it is not night.
LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD.
[Illustration]
And now her riding hood is on,
How pretty she does look;
_Mamma_ made it to keep her warm
Because she learn'd her book;
So be good girls all who hear this
And boys be good also,
And your _Mammas_ will give you all
Great coats and hoods, I know.
[Illustration]
You see this pot of butter nice,
And likewise this plum-cake,
Which little _Biddy's_ dear _mamma_
For _grandmamma_ did make:
Who lived in a little house,
A mile or two away,
And _Red Riding Hood_ must take them,
To _Grandmamma_ next day
[Illustration]
The morning come--the hood put on,
The pot and cake she took,
_Biddy_, good bye--good bye, _mamma_
And then her hand she shook:
And so set off for _grandmamma's_
_Mamma_ stood at the door,
And watched her little _Biddy_ till
She could see her no more.
[Illustration]
Now in the road to _grandma's_ house,
A lonesome wood there lay,
And _Goffip Wolf_ popp'd from a bush,
And stopp'd her in the way
He was a fierce and cruel beast,
And would have eat her there,
But turning of his head about,
He found he did not dare.
[Illustration]
I'm going to my _grandmamma's_,
She is not very well,
With cake and pot of butter;
Says _Wolf_ where does she dwell?
In yonder house, by yonder mill
Good bye--I cannot stay--
And with her pretty finger, she
Pointed out the way.
[Illustration]
The _Wolf_ got first to grandma's door,
And knocked toc, toc, toc;
Who is that, said _grandmamma_,
That at the door doth knock;
'Tis your _grandaughter_, said the _Wolf_
And mimic'd Biddy's voice,
_Mamma_ has sent you a plumb cake,
And pot of butter nice.
[Illustration]
Now _grandmamma_ being very ill,
She on the bed did lie,
And called out, the bobbin pull,
And up the latch will fly;
The bobbin pull'd, up flew the latch,
The _Wolf_ popp'd in his head
And soon he eat up _grandmamma_
And then got into bed.
[Illustration]
Toc, toc, toc, at _grandma's_ door
Knocked _Little Red Riding Hood_,
Who's there, says _Wolf_, and with a voice,
Like _grandma's_ as he could;
'Tis your _grandaughter_, little _Bid_
With cake and pot of butter;
The bobbin pull, the latch will fly,
The wicked _Wolf_ did mutter.
CINDERELLA.
[Illustration]
Here Cinderella you may see
A beauty bright and fair,
Her real name was Helena,
Few with her could compare
Besides she was so very good,
So affable and mild,
She learned to pray and read her book,
Like a very good child.
[Illustration]
Her mother-in-law you see,
One of the worst of hags,
Who made her do all drudgery work.
And clothed her in rags;
And after she had done her work,
Her mother-in-law would tell her
The cinders she might sit among,
Then call'd her Cinderella.
[Illustration]
These are her two sisters-in-law,
Both deformed & ordinary,
Altho' they dress as fine as queens,
Which you may think extraordinary;
But neither of them scarce can read,
Nor pray to God to bless'em
They only know to patch and paint,
And gaudily to dress'em,
[Illustration]
This is the king's fine gallant son,
Young, handsome, straight and tall
He invited all the ladies round
For to dance at his ball;
Which when the ugly sisters heard
They dress'd themselves so fine,
And off they set, being resolv'd
At this grand ball to shine.
[Illustration]
Her god-mother came to lend her aid,
And her power is not small
To help her god-daughter to go
To this fine prince's ball.
This coach was once a pumpkin,
By the fairy changed from that,
The footmen once were lizards green,
The coachman once a rat.
[Illustration]
Now having danced with the prince,
He led her to her place,
While all the ladies at the ball
Envied her handsome face;
Behold the clock now striking twelve,
Out Cinderella run,
And happily got out of door
Just as the clock had done.
[Illustration]
But in her haste to get away,
One of her slippers fell,
Which the young prince himself pick'd up,
And it pleased him so well,
That straight he offer'd a reward,
It was ten thousand pound,
To any person that could tell
Where the owner could be found.
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And now the sisters tried in vain
The slipper to get on;
Said Cinderella, let me try,
Dear sisters, when you've done;
She tried, and on it went with ease
To the foot of Cinderella,
Said She, I think the slipper's mine,
See here I've got the fellow.
THE CHILD'S NEW YEAR'S GIFT.
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_A pair of Spectacles._
Without a bridle or a saddle,
Across a thing I ride and straddle.
And those I ride by help of me,
Tho' almost blind are made to see.
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_A pair of Stays._
My legs I can venture,
To say within bound,
Are twelve, if not more,
Tho' they ne'er touch the ground;
If you search for my eyes,
More than thirty you'll find
And strange to be told
They are always behind.