I sat myself down the world to admire,
And saw the black berries grow on the green brier.
Then when I walked further, I chanced to see
A cow and a pretty maid under a tree.
I stepped to the damsel, and to her said I,
'A penn'orth of milk, if you please—I am dry.
'Look yonder,' she said, 'the black cow with her tail
Has spilt all the milk and kicked over the pail.'
XVI. THE OLD COUPLE
There was an old couple, and they were poor,
Tweedle, tweedle-dey.
They lived in a house that had but one door,
O what an old couple were they.
The old man he went one day from home,
Tweedle, tweedle-dee.
The old woman she couldn't stay moping alone,
O meek old woman was she.
The old man he did come home at last,
Tweedle, etc.
And found the door and the windows fast,
'O! what is the matter?' quoth he.
