Oldal 124 [124]
OCR
115 MOTHER GOOSE’S NURSERY RHYMES. Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going? I will go with you, if I may. I am going to the meadows, to see them mowing, I am going to see them make the hay. Away, Birds, away! Take a little, and leave a little, And do not come again; For if you do, I will shoot you through, And then there will be an end of you.
