Stranica 220 [220]
214 MOTHER GOOSE’S NURSERY RHYMES.
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.
Cry, baby, cry,
Put your finger in your eye,
And tell your mother it wasn't I.