Nursery Rhyme. CCXXII. Riddles.

        [A swarm of bees.]

As I was going o'er Tipple Tine,
I met a flock of bonny swine;
    Some green-lapp'd,
    Some green-back'd;
They were the very bonniest swine
That e'er went over Tipple Tine.

        [A needle and thread.]

    Old mother Twitchett had but one eye,
    And a long tail which she let fly;
    And every time she went over a gap,
    She left a bit of her tail in a trap.

        [A Cinder-sifter.]

    A riddle, a riddle, as I suppose,
    A hundred eyes, and never a nose.

        [Currants.]

    Higgledy piggledy
        Here we lie,
    Pick'd and pluck'd,
        And put in a pie.
    My first is snapping, snarling, growling,
    My second's industrious, romping, and prowling.
    Higgledy piggledy
        Here we lie,
    Pick'd and pluck'd,
        And put in a pie.

        [A tobacco-pipe.]

    I went into my grandmother's garden,
    And there I found a farthing.
    I went into my next door neighbour's,
    There I bought a pipkin and a popkin -
    A slipkin and a slopkin,
    A nailboard, a sailboard,
    And all for a farthing.

        [A Cherry.]

    As I went through the garden gap,
    Who should I meet but Dick Red-cap!
    A stick in his hand, a stone in his throat,
    If you'll tell me this riddle, I'll give you a groat.