There Was An Old Woman
There was an old woman tossed in a blanket.
Seventeen times higher than the moon.
But where she was going no mortal could tell,
For with her she carried a broom.
Old woman, old woman, old woman, said I,
Whither! Ah, whither! Whither so high?
To sweep the cobwebs away from the sky,
And I shall be with you, by and by.
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“My dear little Blossoms, there are now in this world, and always will be, a great many grannies beside myself, both in petticoats and pantaloons, some a deal younger, to be sure, but all monstrous wise and of my own family name.
These old women, who never had chick or child of their own, but who always know how to bring up other people's children, will tell you with long faces that my enchanting, quieting, soothing volume, my all-sufficient anodyne for cross, peevish, won't-be-comforted little bairns, ought be laid aside for more learned books, such as they could select and publish.
Fudge! I tell you that all their batterings can't deface my beauties, nor their wise prattlings equal my wiser prattlings; and all imitators of my refreshing songs might as well write another Billy Shakespeare as another Mother Goose—we two great poets were born together, and shall go out of the world together.
No, no, my melodies will never die, while nurses sing, or babies cry.
Excerpt From:"The Only True Mother Goose Melodies", Munroe & Francis, Boston. 1833
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