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HARK, HARK, THE DOGS DO BARK. 191

Hark, hark,
The dogs do bark,

The beggars are coming to town:
Some in jags,
Some in rags,

And some in velvet gown.

One, two, buckle my shoe;

Three, four, shut the door:

Five, six, pick up sticks;

Seven, eight, lay them straight;

Nine, ten, a good fat hen;

Eleven, twelve, dig and delve;
Thirteen, fourteen, maids a-courting ;
Fifteen, sixteen, maids in the kitchen;
Seventeen, eighteen, maids in waiting ;

Nineteen, twenty, my plate is empty.