The National Nursery Book. Unknown

when she came there

      The cupboard was bare,

      And so the poor Dog had none.

      OLD MOTHER HUBBARD AND HER DOG.

      She went to the baker's

      To buy him some bread,

      But when she came back

      The poor Dog looked dead.

      THE DOG LOOKING DEAD.

      She went to the hatter's

      To buy him a hat,

      But when she came back

      He was feeding the cat.

      She went to the barber's

      To buy him a wig,

      But when she came back

      He was dancing a jig.

      She went to the joiner's

      To buy him a coffin,

      But when she came back

      The poor Dog was laughing.

      She took a clean dish

      To get him some tripe,

      But when she came back

      He was smoking a pipe.

      THE DOG SMOKING A PIPE.

      THE DOG STANDING ON HIS HEAD.

      She went to the ale-house

      To get him some beer,

      But when she came back

      The Dog sat in a chair.

      She went to the tavern

      For white wine and red,

      But when she came back

      The Dog stood on his head.

      She went to the fruiterer's

      To buy him some fruit,

      But when she came back

      He was playing the flute.

      She went to the tailor's,

      To buy him a coat,

      But when she came back

      He was riding a goat.

      THE DOG PLAYING THE FLUTE.

      THE DOG SPINNING.

      She went to the sempstress

      To buy him some linen,

      But when she came back

      The Dog was a-spinning.

      She went to the hosier's

      To buy him some hose,

      But when she came back

      He was dressed in his clothes.

      She went to the cobbler's

      To buy him some shoes,

      But when she came back

      He was reading the news.

      The Dame made a curtsey,

      The Dog made a bow;

      The Dame said, “Your servant;”

      The Dog said, “Bow-wow!”

      THE DOG READING THE NEWS.

      THE DOG MADE A BOW.

      This wonderful Dog

      Was Dame Hubbard's delight;

      He could sing, he could dance,

      He could read, he could write.

      So she gave him rich dainties

      Whenever he fed,

      And erected a monument

      When he was dead.

      COCK ROBIN

      Who killed Cock Robin?

      I, said the Sparrow,

      With my bow and arrow.

      I killed Cock Robin.

      THE SPARROW, COCK ROBIN, AND THE FISH.

      THE LINNET, THE DOVE, AND COCK ROBIN.

      Who saw him die?

      I, said the Fly,

      With my little eye.

      I saw him die.

      Who caught his blood?

      I, said the Fish,

      With my little dish.

      I caught his blood.

      Who'll carry him to the grave?

      I, said the Kite,

      If it's not in the night.

      I'll carry him to the grave.

      Who'll carry the link?

      I, said the Linnet,

      I'll fetch it in a minute.

      I'll carry the link.

      THE KITE AND COCK ROBIN.

      THE OWL, THE BEETLE, AND COCK ROBIN.

      Who'll make his shroud?

      I, said the Beetle,

      With my thread and needle.

      I'll make his shroud.

      Who'll dig his grave?

      I, said the Owl,

      With my spade and shovel.

      I'll dig his grave.

      Who'll toll the bell?

      I, said the Bull,

      Because I can pull.

      I'll pull the bell.

      THE BULL TOLLING THE BELL

      THE ROOK AND THE LARK

      Who'll be the Parson?

      I, said the Rook,

      With my little book.

      I'll be the Parson.

      Who'll be the Clerk?

      I, said the Lark,

      If it's not in the dark.

      I'll be the Clerk.

      Who'll be chief mourner?

      I, said the Dove,

      For