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Little Jack be ſure would eat,

his Chriſtmas pye in rhyme.

And ſaid, Jack Horner in the corner,

eats good Chriſtmas pye:

With his thumbs pulls out the plumbs

crying. *‘ What a good boy was I.”

Theſe pretty verſes which he made

upon his Chriſtmas cheer.

Did gain him love as it is ſaid,

of all both far and near;

For laſſes lov’d his company,

each day above another,

For why, they knew that he would be

a man before his mother.

He grew, I ſay, at any rate,

both proper, ſtraight, and trim,

So that young Nancy, Sue, and Kate,

were all in love with him.

Happy was ſhe that could enjoy

from him one kind embrace;

Though once he was a little boy,

yet now he grows apace.

So few were like him far and high,

and match him there was none;

As being thirteen inches high,

a giant to Tom Thumb.

Whene’er he took a ſword in hand,

he made his foes to bleed.

As you ſhall come to underſtand,

who ſhall this ſtory read.