Arthur Rackham

“ She whipped them all round, and sent them to bed.
Girls and boys, come out to play,
The moon doth shine as bright as day;
Leave your supper, and leave your sleep,
And come with your playfellows into the street. ”

“ The mouse ran down,
Hickory, dickory, dock.
Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross
To see a fine lady upon a white horse;
With rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes,
She shall have music wherever she goes. ”

“ To wrap the baby bunting in.
II.
Baa, baa, black sheep,
⁠Have you any wool?
Yes, sir, yes, sir,
⁠Three bags full:
One for my master,
⁠And one for my dame,
And one for the little boy
⁠Who lives in our lane. ”