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DXLVI.

[The Proverb of Barnaby Bright is given by Ray and Brand as referring to St. Barnabas.]

Barnaby Bright he was a sharp cur, He always would bark if a mouse did but stir; But now he's grown old, and can no longer bark, He's condemn'd by the parson to be hanged by the clerk.

Pussy cat eat the dumplings, the dumplings, Pussy cat eat the dumplings. Mamma stood by, And cried, Oh, fie! Why did you eat the dumplings?

The robin and the wren, They fought upon the parrage pan; But ere the robin got a spoon, The wren had eat the parrage down.

Little Bob Robin, Where do you live? Up in yonder wood, sir, On a hazel twig.