Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXL. Love And Matrimony.

    Jack and Jill went up the hill,
        To fetch a pail of water;
    Jack fell down, and broke his crown,
        And Jill came tumbling after.

            Little Jack Jingle,
            He used to live single:
    But when he got tired of this kind of life,
    He left off being single, and liv'd with his wife.

    On Saturday night,
    Shall be all my care
    To powder my locks
    And curl my hair.

    On Sunday morning
    My love will come in,
    When he will marry me
    With a gold ring.

    Bessy Bell and Mary Gray,[*]
        They were two bonny lasses:
    They built their house upon the lea,
        And covered it with rashes.

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

    As I was going up Pippen-hill,
        Pippen-hill was dirty,
    There I met a pretty miss,
        And she dropt me a curtsey.

    Little miss, pretty miss,
        Blessings light upon you!
    If I had half-a-crown a day,
        I'd spend it all on you.

    Little John Jiggy Jag,
    He rode a penny nag,
        And went to Wigan to woo;
    When he came to a beck,
    He fell and broke his neck, -
        Johnny, how dost thou now?

    I made him a hat,
    Of my coat-lap,
        And stockings of pearly blue.
    A hat and a feather,
    To keep out cold weather;
        So, Johnny, how dost thou now?