A History of Nursery Rhymes Part 21

Every locality furnishes examples of bell rhymes. Selling the church bells of Hutton, in Lincolnshire, gave rise to this satire of the children--

"The poor Hutton people Sold their bells to mend the steeple.

Ah! wicked people, To sell their bells To build the steeple."

In 1793 Newington Church, London, was pulled down, the bells sold, and the sacred edifice rebuilt without a belfry. The children of the neighbouring parishes soon afterwards jeered at the Newingtonians.

"Pious parson" (they sang), "pious people, Sold their bells to build a steeple.

A very fine trick of the Newington people To sell their bells and build no steeple."

In Derbyshire a large number of the churches have bells with peculiar peals--

"Crich has two roller-boulders, Wingfield ting-tangs, Alfreton kettles, And Pentrich pans.

Kirk-Hallan candlesticks, Corsall cow-bells, Denby cracked puncheons, And Horsley merry bells."

The bells of Bow Church ringing out the invitation to d.i.c.k Whittington to return to his master's house should not be forgotten--

"Turn again, Whit-ting-ton, Lord-Mayor-of London."

In New York, U.S.A., the little school urchins sing a bell rhyme of--

"Hark, the merry bells from Trinity Charm the ear with their musical din, Telling all throughout the vicinity Holy-day gambols are now to begin."

FOOTNOTES:

[K] Or Coventry Cross.

[L] Fine.

[M] Rings.

CHAPTER XVI.

POLITICAL SIGNIFICATIONS OF NURSERY RHYMES.

In 1660, when the Restoration of Charles II. took place, the great procession of State to St. Paul's Cathedral called forth this rhyme:--

"Come, Jack, let's drink a pot of ale, And I shall tell thee such a tale Will make thine ears to ring.

My coin is spent, my time is lost, And I this only fruit can boast, That once I saw my king!"

A Roundhead sneer at the man in the street, after the Royalist rejoicings were over.

In a copy of rhyming proverbs in the British Museum, written about the year 1680, occurs the following Puritan satire on Charles II.'s changeability:--

"A man of words and not of deeds, Is like a garden full of weeds; And when the weeds begin to grow, It's like a garden full of snow; And when the snow begins to fall, It's like a bird upon the wall; And when the bird away does fly, It's like an eagle in the sky; And when the sky begins to roar, It's like a lion at your door; And when the door begins to crack, It's like a stick across your back; And when your back begins to smart, It's like a penknife in your heart; And when your heart begins to bleed, You're dead, you're dead, and dead indeed."

Among Marvel's works (vol. i. pp. 434-5) a witty representation of the king's style of speech is given with the _jeu d'esprit_ so distinctively peculiar to Marvel:--

"My proclamation is the true picture of my mind. Some may perhaps be startled and cry, 'How comes this sudden change?' To which I answer, 'I am a changeling, and that's sufficient, I think. But, to convince men further that I mean what I say, these are the arguments. First, I tell you so, and you know I never break my word; secondly, my Lord Treasurer says so, and he never told a lie in his life; thirdly, my Lord Lauderdale will undertake it for me. I should be loath by any act of mine he should forfeit the credit he has with you.'"

In England Charles gave his Royal Indulgence to Dissenters, and granted them full liberty of conscience. They who had been horribly plundered and ill-treated now built meeting-houses, and thronged to them in public. Shaftesbury, who afterwards became a Papist, exclaimed, "Let us bless G.o.d and the king that our religion is safe, that parliaments are safe, that our properties and liberties are safe. What more hath a good Englishman to ask, but that the king may long reign, and that this triple alliance of king, parliament, and the people may never be dissolved?" But Charles had a standing army in Scotland, with the Duke of Lauderdale as Lord High Commissioner, and all cla.s.ses of people in that country were obliged to depose on oath their knowledge of persons worshipping as Dissenters, on penalty of fine, imprisonment, banishment, transportation, and of being sold as slaves. Persecutions of former times were surpa.s.sed, the thumbscrew and the boot were used as mild punishments, the rack dislocated the limbs of those who respected conscience, and the stake consumed their bodies to ashes. Villagers were driven to the mountains, and eighteen thousand Dissenters perished, not counting those who were accused of rebellion. He was "a man of words,"

and the rhyme of this period depicts his whole character.

Two of the courtezans of Charles II.'s time were Lucy Locket and Kitty Fisher. The following rhyme suggests that Kitty Fisher supplanted Lucy Locket in Charles' fickle esteem--

"Lucy Locket lost her pocket, Kitty Fisher found it; Nothing in it, nothing in it, But the binding round it."

On his death-bed the monarch commended the d.u.c.h.esses of Cleveland and Portsmouth to his successor, and said to James, "Do not let poor Nelly (Nell Gwynne) starve!" Even their pockets were as badly lined as Lucy Locket's.

The hatred of the Roman Catholic religion "had become," said Macaulay, "one of the ruling pa.s.sions of the community, and was as strong in the ignorant and profane as in those who were Protestants from conviction."

Charles II. was suspected by many of leaning towards the Roman Catholic religion. His brother, and heir presumptive, was discovered to be a bigoted Catholic, and in defiance to the remonstrances of the House of Commons had married another papist--Mary of Modena.

The common people apprehended a return of the times of her whom they unreasonably called b.l.o.o.d.y Mary. Sons of this marriage, they feared, meant a long succession of princes and kings hostile to the Protestant faith and government by the people. In 1689, when William of Orange became king in James II.'s place, a political squib went off in the style of a nursery lullaby, ent.i.tled "Father Peter's policy discovered; or, the Prince of Wales proved a Popish Perkin"--

"In Rome there is a fearful rout, And what do you think it's all about?

Because the birth of the Babe's come out!

Sing, Lalla by babee, by, by, by."

The Douce MS. contains--

"See-saw, sack a day, Monmouth is a pretie boy, Richmond is another; Grafton is my onely joy, and why should I these three destroy To please a pious brother?"

At the beginning of this present century the renowned Pastorini contributed his share to simple rhyming. A writer in the _Morning Chronicle_ of that period points out Pastorini as being no less a personage than the Right Rev. Charles Walmesley, D.D., a Roman Catholic prelate, whose false prophecies under the name of Pastorini were intended to bring about the events they pretended to foretell--the destruction of the Irish Protestants in 1825. Just previous to this year every bush and bramble in Ireland had this remarkable couplet affixed to it--

"In the year eighteen hundred and twenty-five There shall not be a Protestant left alive."

In 1835, when the efforts of the Whig Ministry to despoil the Irish Church proved so strong, a writer in the Press caricatured Lord Grey, Lyttleton, Dan O'Connell, and Lord Brougham in the following nursery rhymes. The attempt was ingenious, but only of small value as showing the rhymes to be the popular ones of that day.

"There was an old woman, as I've heard tell, She went to the market her eggs to sell."

And--

"Robbin, a bobbin, the big-bellied Ben, He ate more meat than threescore men; He eat a cow, he eat a calf, He eat a butcher and a half; He eat a church, he eat a steeple, He eat the priest and all the people."

The other rhymes were--

"There was an old woman went up in a basket Ninety-nine times as high as the moon, Where she was going I couldn't but ask it, For in her hand she carried a Brougham!

Old woman, old woman, old woman, said I, Why are you going up so high?

To sweep the cobwebs off the sky, But I'll be with you by-and-by."