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 'But now I know how great the smart, How terrible the pain! As long as I can feel myself I'll never fish again.'

LXIII. THE LITTLE OLD WOMAN

There was an old woman as I've heard tell, Fol, lol, did-die, did-die, dol. She went to market, her eggs for to sell, Fol, lol, did-dle, did-dle, dol. She went to market upon a fair day, And she fell asleep on the king's high-way.

There passed a pedlar whose name was Stout, Fol, lol, etc. He cut her petticoats round about, Fol, lol, etc. He cut her petticoats up to her knees, Which made the old woman to shiver and freeze, Fol, lol, etc.

When the little old woman began to wake, Fol, lol, etc. She began to shiver, she began to shake, Fol, lol, etc. She began to shake, she began to cry, O Lawk-a-mercy, this be none of I! Fol, lol, etc.