A Book of Nursery Songs and Rhymes/Primrose Hill

by Sabine Baring-Gould

X. PRIMROSE HILL

 

As I was going up Primrose Hill,
Primrose Hill was dirty,
There I met a pretty miss,
And she dropped me a curtsey.

Little miss, pretty miss,
Blessings light upon you.
If I had half-a-crown a day,
I'd spend it all upon you.