CCCXI.

To market ride the gentlemen, So do we, so do we; Then comes the country clown, Hobbledy gee, Hobbledy gee; First go the ladies, nim, nim, nim; Next come the gentlemen, trim, trim, trim; Then comes the country clowns, gallop-a-trot.

Ride a cock-horse to Coventry-cross; To see what Emma can buy; A penny white cake I'll buy for her sake, And a twopenny tart or a pie.

Ride a cock-horse to Banbury-cross, To see an old lady upon a white horse, Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes, And so she makes music wherever she goes.