Alive he filled the court with mirth;
His death to sorrow soon gave birth.
Wipe, wipe your eyes, and shake your head
And cry,--Alas! Tom Thumb is dead!



MR. FOX

Lady Mary was young, and Lady Mary was fair. She had two brothers, and
more lovers than she could count. But of them all, the bravest and
most gallant, was a Mr. Fox, whom she met when she was down at her
father's country-house. No one knew who Mr. Fox was; but he was
certainly brave, and surely rich, and of all her lovers, Lady Mary
cared for him alone. At last it was agreed upon between them that they
should be married. Lady Mary asked Mr. Fox where they should live, and
he described to her his castle, and where it was; but, strange to say,
did not ask her, or her brothers to come and see it.

So one day, near the wedding-day, when her brothers were out, and Mr.
Fox was away for a day or two on business, as he said, Lady Mary set
out for Mr. Fox's castle. And after many searchings, she came at last
to it, and a fine strong house it was, with high walls and a deep
moat. And when she came up to the gateway she saw written on it:

BE BOLD, BE BOLD.

But as the gate was open, she went through it, and found no one there.
So she went up to the doorway, and over it she found written: