For all the children of St George’s Residence past and present.
F. P.-G.
The Cock Crows in the Morn
The cock crows in the morn
To tell us to rise, And he that lies late Will never be wise: For early to bed, And early to rise, Is the way to be healthy And wealthy and wise.
The Donkey
Donkey, donkey, old and grey, Open your mouth and gently bray; Lift your ears and blow your horn, To wake the world this sleepy morn.
Elsie Marley
Elsie Marley is grown so fine, She won’t get up to feed the swine, But lies in bed till eight or nine. Lazy Elsie Marley.
Little Wind
Little wind, blow on the hill top, Little wind, blow down the plain; Little wind, blow up the sunshine, Little wind, blow off the rain.
Kate Greenaway
There Was a Little Girl
There was a little girl, who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead,
And when she was good, she was very, very good, But when she was bad she was horrid.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Pancake
Mix a pancake, Stir a pancake, Pop it in the pan; Fry the pancake, Toss the pancake –Catch it if you can.
Christina Rossetti
One for a Tangle
One for a tangle, One for a curl, One for a boy, One for a girl, One to make a parting, One to tie a bow, One to blow the cobwebs out And one to make it grow.
Goose Feathers
Cackle, cackle, Mother Goose,
Have you any feathers loose?
Truly have I, pretty fellow,
Half enough to fill a pillow.
Here are quills, take one or two, And down to make a bed for you.
The Wind
When the wind is in the east, ’Tis neither good for man nor beast; When the wind is in the north, The skilful fisher goes not forth; When the wind is in the south, It blows the bait in the fishes’ mouth; When the wind is in the west, Then ’tis at the very best.
Grey Goose
Grey goose and gander, Waft your wings together,
And carry the good king’s daughter
Over the one-strand river.
I Saw a Ship A-sailing
I saw a ship a-sailing, A-sailing on the sea, And oh but it was laden With pretty things for me.
There were comfits in the cabin, And apples in the hold; The sails were made of silk, And the masts were all of gold.
The four and twenty sailors, That stood between the decks, Were four and twenty white mice With chains about their necks.
The captain was a duck
With a packet on his back, And when the ship began to move The captain said, “Quack! Quack!”
If All the World
If all the world was paper, And all the sea was ink, If all the trees were bread and cheese, What should we have to drink?