The Life and Death of Jenny Wren

Robin Red-breast bringing cake and wine to Jenny Wren

Jenny Wren fell sick
Upon a merry time;
In came Robin Red-breast,
And brought her cake & wine.

Eat well of the sop, Jenny,
Drink quick of the wine:
Thank you, Robin, kindly,
You shall be mine.

Jenny Wren stands on the edgr of the wine glass and drinks

Here’s Jenny on the glass,
Eating the cake sop;
And drinking the wine,
Which is to make her hop.

Jenny, she got well,
And stood upon her feet,
And told Robin plainly,
She lov’d him not a bit.

Jenny Wren tells Robin she does not love him

Robin, he went home,
And told his Mother, how
Very naughty Jenny was,
To use poor Robin so.

Robin, being angry,
Hopp’d on a twig;
And cried out, fie upon you,
Get out, you bold fac’d jig.

Robin is on a twig and cries about Jenny

Now Jenny soon got well,
And made poor Robin mad;
Tho’ her health was very good,
Her behaviour was very bad.

The Death of little Jenny Wren
And what the Doctors all said then

Robin looks at the dead Jenny

Jenny Wren was sick again,
And Jenny Wren did die:
The Doctors vow’d to cure,
Or know the reason why.

From The life & death of Jenny Wren, London: D. Carvalho, 1833.

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