Babes In The Wood: My love, did you hear, How in a land so near, Two poor little kids, Whose names don't appear, Were stolen away on a brisk autumn's day, And left in a wood, near the church where we pray. And when it was cold , And there hearts grew less bold, The sun it went down, And the stars came around. They shivered and they shook, and they hugged in a nook, And the poor little ones, the'r short life was done. And when they were gone, The world was so wrong Brought strawberry-leaves And sang a sad song, And all the day long They sung all along: "Poor babes in the wood! The babes were so good! And don't you remember the babes in the wood?" (Babes In The Wood) Chaucer's Little Hugh: Old Mother Duck, when She wanted to roam, Would ride through the sea On a very fine stone. Mother Duck had a home, But was never alone, With an owl at the door A job he stood for. This is her son Matt, A plain-looking boy, And yet very fat, Though filled wi...