قراءة كتاب R. Caldecott's First Collection of Pictures and Songs
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This is the Farmer who sowed the corn,
That fed the Cock that crowed in the morn,
That waked the Priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the Man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the Maiden all forlorn,
That milked the Cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the Dog,
That worried the Cat,
That killed the Rat,
That ate the Malt,
That lay in the House that Jack built.
AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF A MAD DOG
GOOD people all, of every sort,
Give ear unto my song;
And if you find it wondrous short,
It cannot hold you long.
In Islington there lived a man,
Of whom the world might say,
That still a godly race he ran,
Whene’er he went
to pray.
A kind and gentle heart he had,
To comfort friends and foes;
The naked every day he clad,
When he put on
his clothes.
And in that town a dog was found:
As many dogs there be—
Both mongrel, puppy, whelp,
and hound,
And curs of low degree.