Volume Ii Part 68 (2/2)

Excepting --, and she's the worst of all, She can hop, and she can skip, And she can turn the candlestick.

Fye! fie! for shame, Turn your face to the wall again.

-(_Suffolk County Folk-lore_, p. 67.)

XXII. Wall-flowers, wall-flowers, growing up so high, All you young ladies will soon have to die; Excepting --, and she's the best of all.

She can dance, she can skip, she can turn the mangle quick; Hi, ho! fie for shame! turn your back to the wall again.

-Cambridge (Mrs. Haddon).

XXIII. Wally, wally wall-flower, growing up so high, We are all maidens, and we shall die; All except the youngest one, and that is [child's name].

Choose for the best, choose for the worst, Choose the one that you love best.

Now you're married, I wish you joy, First a girl and then a boy, Seven years after son and daughter, Now, young couple, kiss together.

-Hersham, Surrey (_Folk-lore Record_, v. 84).

XXIV. Wally, wally wall-flowers, Growing up so high; We're all ladies, We shall all die.

Excepting little --, She's the only one; She can hop, she can skip, She can play the herald, Fie! fie! fie for shame!

Turn your back to the wall again.

-Deptford, Kent (Miss Chase).

XXV. Water, water wall-flower, Growing up so high; We are all maidens, And we must all die.

-- is the youngest, She must kick, And she must fling, And she must turn the sofa; Fie! fie! fie, for shame!

Turn your back to the wall again.

XXVI. Except --, and she's the youngest one, She can hop, and she can skip, She can turn the sofa; Oh fie! fie! fie, for shame!

Turn your back to the wall again.

-Cullen and Nairn (Rev. W. Gregor).

XXVII. She can skip, she can dance, She can ding us all o'er.

-Aberdeen (Rev. W. Gregor).

XXVIII. Green, green grovers, growing up so high, We are all maidens, And we must all die; Except --, the youngest of us all, She can dance, and she can sing, She can dance the Hieland fling; Fie! fie! fie, for shame!

Turn your back to us again.

-Nairn (Rev. W. Gregor).

XXIX. Water, water, well stones, Growing up so high, We are all maidens, And we must all die.

Except --, She's the youngest of us all, She can dance, she can sing, She can dance the ”Hielan' Fling,”[14]

Oh fie, fie, for shame, Turn your back to us again.

-d.y.k.e (Rev. W. Gregor).

x.x.x. Here's a pot of wall-flowers, Growing up so high; We're all maidens, and we shall die.

Excepting [girl's name], She can hop, and she can skip, And she can play the organ.

Turn your back, you saucy Jack, You tore your mother's gown.

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