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MOTHER STORIES

But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,
And feed upon strawberries, sugar, and cream!



"Little maid, pretty maid, whither goest thou?"
"Down in the forest to milk my cow."
"Shall I go with thee?" "No, not now;
When I send for thee, then come thou."




Robin-a-Bobbin
 Bent his bow,
Shot at a pigeoen,
 And killed a crow.




Bessy Bell and Mary Gray,
    They were two bonny lasses:
They built their house upon the lea,
    And covered it with rushes,

Bessy kept the garden gate,
    And Mary kept the pantry;
Bessy always had to wait.
    While Mary lived in plenty.