CCLXVI.

[The first two lines of the following are the same with those of a song in D'Urfey's 'Pills to Purge Melancholy,' vol. v, p. 13.]

There was an old woman Lived under a hill, She put a mouse in a bag, And sent it to mill;

The miller declar'd By the point of his knife, He never took toll Of a mouse in his life.