Hey! diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle.
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laughed
To see such sport,
While the dish ran after the spoon.
I _know_, for I was the cat with the fiddle.
I saw the cow jump over the moon.
I heard the little dog laugh.
I saw the dish run away with the spoon.
Poor spoon!
I saw the whole of the fun.
Hey! diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle!
[Illustration: HEY! DIDDLE, DIDDLE]
A TALE OF ST. IVES
Listen, O Queen! to my wonderful tale.
‘As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives
Every wife had seven sacks,
Every sack had seven cats,
Every cat had seven kits:
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were there going to St. Ives?’
I have thought and counted, and counted and thought, but I cannot tell
how many were going to St. Ives.
Can you help me, wise Queen?
[Illustration: ON THE WAY TO ST. IVES]
A LITTLE FAIRY’S TALE
I am called Little Fairy.
Would you know that I am _only_ a kitten, dear Queen?
Even the mice do not know it, for they play with me and we have fine
frolics together.
One day a little mouse told me just where to find his house.
If he had known that I was a real, live kitten, I am sure he never would
have told me.
Would you like to know where the little mouse lives? A friend was with me
and she will tell you. Listen!
[Illustration: THEY CALL ME LITTLE FAIRY]
A SECRET
Yes, listen to my wonderful secret!
I asked the mouse,
‘Where is your house?’
The mouse then said to me,
‘Tell not the cat
And I’ll tell thee.
Up stairs and down stairs,
Then straight ahead;
To the right, to the left,
Then bend down your head;
For there is my house
With the door so small,
That even a mouse
Can’t go in if he’s tall.’
[Illustration: I KNOW A SECRET]
WHO WAS HE
I have a strange tale, O Queen.
The other day I found a round glass.
An old man was looking into the glass, so I looked in, and guess what I
saw.
I saw a cat looking straight at me.
His face was white just like mine.
His eyes had black spots in them just like mine, and his whiskers were
long just like mine.
When I said ‘Mew!’ he said ‘Mew!’
When I moved my paw, he moved his paw.
When I ran away, he ran away too, so I never have found out who he was.
[Illustration: BEHIND THE LOOKING-GLASS]
A STRANGER
I’ve met the cat that lives behind
The looking glass, you see.
He’s very handsome, and he looks
For all the world like me.
A SAD TALE
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