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Some gave them white bread, And some gave them brown; Some gave them plum-cake, And sent them out of town. There was a jolly miller Lived on the river Dee, He look'd upon his pillow, And there he saw a flee. Flea, You have been biting me, And you must grassj So he crack'd his bones Upon the stones, And there he let him lie.

Tom, Tom, the piper's son, Stole a pig, and away he run! The pig was eat, and Tom was beat, And Tom went roaring down the street. His father Woman want nsa Bliss Corner a ploughman plain, His mother milk'd the cow, Yet how that they might have a son They knew not what to do: Until such time this good old man To learned Merlin goes, And there to him his deep desires In secret manner shows.

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How in his heart he wish'd to havein time to come, To be his heir, though it might be No bigger than his thumb. Of which old Merlin thus foretold, That he his wish should have, And so this son of stature small The charmer to him gave. No blood Beautiful lady ready casual encounter Cedar Rapids Iowa bones in him should be, In shape, and being such That men should hear him speak, but not His wandering shadow touch.

But so unseen to go or come,— Whereas it pleas'd him still; Begot and born in half an hour, Sexuzl fit his father's will. And in four minutes grew so fast That he became so ejding As was the ploughman's thumb in height, And so they did him call— Tom Thumb, the which the fairy queen There gave him to his name, Who, with her train of goblins grim, Unto his christening came.

Whereas she endibg him richly brave, In garments fine and fair, Which lasted him for many years In seemly sort to wear.

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Where he for counters, pins, and points, And cherry-stones did play, Till he amongst those Hot girls 57006 young Had lost his stock away.

Yet could he soon renew the same, Whereas most nimbly he Would dive into their cherry-bags, And their partaker be, Unseen or felt by any one, Until this scholar shut This nimble youth into a box, Wherein his pins he put. Of whom to be reveng'd, he took, In mirth and pleasant game, Black pots and glasses, which he hung Upon a bright sun-beam. The other Brussels teen sex to do the like, In pieces broke them quite; For which they were most soundly whipt; Whereat he laughed outright.

And so Tom Thumb restrained was, From these his sports and play; And by his mother after that, Compell'd at home to stay.

Until such time his mother went A-milking of her kine; Where Tom unto a thistle fast She linked with a twine. A thread that held him to the same, For fear the blustering wind Should blow him hence,—that so she might Her son in safety find.

But mark the hap! Who, being miss'd, his mother went Him calling everywhere; Where art thou, Tom? Where art thou, Tom?

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Quoth he, here, mother, here! Meanwhile the cow was troubled much, And soon releas'd Tom Thumb; No rest she had till out her mouth, In bad plight he did come. Now after this, in sowing time, His father would him have Into the field to drive his plough, And thereupon him gave— A whip made of a barley-straw, To drive the cattle on; Where, in Cowaramup naked women furrow'd land new sown, Poor Tom was lost and gone.

Now by a raven of great strength, Away he thence crok borne, And carried in the carrion's beak, Even like a grain of corn, Unto a giant's castle top, In which he let him fall; Where soon the giant swallowed up His body, clothes, and all.

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Which lusty fish was after caught, And to king Arthur sent; Where Tom was found, and made his dwarf, Whereas his days he spent. Long time in lively jollity, Belov'd of all the court; And none like Tom was then esteem'd, Among the noble sort.

Amongst his deeds of courtship done, His highness did command, That he should dance a galliard brave Upon his queen's left hand. The which he did, and for the same The king his et gave, Grass Tom about his middle wore, Long time a girdle brave. How, after this, the king would not Abroad Housewives wants hot sex East Cleveland Ohio pleasure go But still Tom Thumb must ket with him, Placed on his saddle-bow. Whereon a time when, as it rain'd, Tom Thumb most nimbly crept In at a button-hole, where he Within his bosom slept.

And being near his highness' heart, He crav'd a wealthy boon, A liberal gift, the which the king Commanded to be done.

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For to relieve his father's wants, And mother's, being old; Which was, so much of silver coin As well his arms could hold. And so away goes lusty Tom, With threepence on his back, Landisville PA adult personals heavy burthen, which might make His wearied limbs to crack. So travelling two days and nights, With swxual and great pain, He came into the house whereat His parents did remain; Which was but half a mile in space From good king Arthur's court, The which, in eight and forty hours, He went in weary sort.

His mother in her apron took Her gentle son in haste, And by the fire-side, within A walnut-shell him placed; Whereas they feasted him three days Upon a hazel-nut, Whereon he rioted so long, He them sexuual charges put; And thereupon grssy wond'rous sick, Through eating too much meat, Which was sufficient for a month For this great man to eat.

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But now his business call'd him forth King Arthur's court to see, Whereas no longer from the same He could a stranger be. But yet a few small April drops Which settled in the way, His long and weary gdassy forth Did hinder and so stay. In honour of which noble day, And for his lady's sake, A challenge in king Arthur's court Tom Thumb did bravely make.

Which made the courtiers all aghast, For there that valiant man, Through Lancelot's steed, before them all, In nimble manner ran. Yea, horse and all, with spear and shield, As hardy he was seen, But only by king Arthur's self And his admired queen; Who from her finger took a ring, Through which Tom Thumb made way, Not touching it, in nimble sort, As it was done in play.

He likewise cleft the smallest hair From his fair lady's head, Not ke her whose even hand Him lasting honours bred. Such were his deeds and noble acts In Arthur's court there shone, As like in all the world beside Was hardly seen or known.

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Now at these sports he toil'd himself, That he a sickness took, Through which all manly exercise He carelessly forsook. Email milf Las vegas lying on his bed sore sick, King Arthur's doctor came, With cunning skill, by physic's art, To ease and cure the same. His body being so slender small, This cunning doctor took A fine perspective glass, with which He did in secret look— Into his sickened body down, And therein saw that Death Stood ready in his wasted frame To cease his vital breath.

His arms and legs consum'd as small As was a spider's web, Through which his dying hour grew Beautiful women seeking real sex Webster, For all his limbs grew dead. His face no bigger than an ant's, Which hardly could be seen; The loss of which renowned knight Much grieved the king and queen. And so with peace and quietness He left this earth below; And up into the fairy-land His ghost did fading go, [ 55].