Tom Hood, Fairy Realm: A Collection of the Favourite Old Tales Told in Verse
“ LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD. BY the side of a wood A cottage once stood, Where a little girl dwelt, who wore a red hood. Her father of trees in the forest was cutter, And her mother sold poultry, milk, eggs, cream, and butter. The little red hood, It must be understood, Belonged to a mantle—as pretty and proper a cloak As e'er you set eyes on:—in short, a red opera cloak. But operas ne'er, that I am aware, Had been heard of by any one dwelling round there; Whereas every dame had a cloak bright as flame That she wore when out riding (which gave it its name.) ”
