As it befell on a bright holiday Small hail from the sky did fall. Our Saviour asked his mother dear If he might go and play at ball. 'At ball, at ball, my own dear son, It is time that you were gone. But don't let me hear of any doings At night when... Publications - Página 139por Folklore Society (Great Britain) - 1908Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
| Joseph Jacobs, Alfred Trübner Nutt, Arthur Robinson Wright, William Crooke - 1908 - 636 páginas
...fell out on a bright holiday, Small hail from the sky did fall. Our Saviour asked His mother clear, If he may go and play at ball. 2. "At ball ! At ball...three rich young lords : "Good morning to you all I" 4. "Good morn! Good mom! Good mom!" said they. " Good rooming ! " then said He. " Which of you three... | |
| 1922 - 554 páginas
...Small hail from the sky did fall, Our Saviour asked his mother dear If he should go and play at ball. "At ball! At ball! My own dear son! It is time that...me hear of any doings At night when you come home." So up Linoull and down Linoull Our sweetest Saviour ran, And there he met fhree rich young lords "... | |
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