Mistress Mary, Quite Contrary

Harry's Ladder to Learning David Bogue. 1850.

Mary, Mary,
  Quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
  Silver bells,
  And cockle-shells,
And pretty maids all of a row.


Mother Goose or the Old Nursery Rhymes. Kate Greenaway. 1881.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells, and cockle shells,
And cowslips all of a row.


The Real Mother Goose. Blanche Fisher Wright. 1916.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
Silver bells and cockle-shells,
And pretty maids all of a row.


Mary, Mary

Big Book of Nursery Rhymes. Edited by Walter Jerrold. Illustrated by Charles Robinson. 1920.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
  How does your garden grow?
Silver bells,
  and cockle shells,
And pretty maids
  all of a row.


Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes. Walter Crane. 1877.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
  How does your garden grow?
Silver bells and cockle-shells
  And pretty maids all in a row.


The Little Mother Goose. Jessie Willcox Smith. 1912.

Mary, Mary quite contrary,
  How does your garden grow?
Silver bells and cockle shells,
  And pretty maids all in a row.


Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
  How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells
  And pretty maids all in a row.


The Only True Mother Goose Melodies. Munroe & Francis. 1833.
Old Mother Goose: The Original Volland Edition. Eulalie Osgood Grover. 1915.

Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
  How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells,
  And maidens all in a row.


Denslow's Mother Goose. William Wallace Denslow. 1901.

Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With cockle-shells and silver bells,
And pretty maids all in a row.


Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
  How does your garden grow?
With cockle-shells, and silver bells,
  And pretty maids all in a row.


Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
  How does your garden grow?
With cockle-shells, and silver bells,
  And mussels all a row.


The Nursery Rhymes of England. James Orchard Halliwell-Phillipps. 1886.

How does my lady's garden grow?
  How does my lady's garden grow?
With cockle shells, and silver bells,
  And pretty maids all of a row.


Mother Goose in Prose. Lyman Frank Baum. 1901.

Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
  How does your garden grow?
With dingle bells and cockle shells
  And cowslips, all in a row.

"Mistress Mary, so contrary,
  How does your garden grow?
With dingle-bells and cockle-shells
  And cowslips all in a row!"

"I thank you, Squire, that you enquire
  How well the flowers are growing;
The dingle-bells and cockle-shells
  And cowslips all are blowing!"

"'Tis aptly said. But prithee, maid,
  Why thus your garden fill
When ev'ry field the same flowers yield
  To pluck them as you will?"

"The cockle-shell is father's flower,
  The cowslip here is Robart,
The dingle-bell, I now must tell,
  I've named for Brother Hobart.

"And when the flowers have lived their lives
  In sunshine and in rain,
And then do fade, why, papa said
  He'd sure come home again."

"Fie, Mary, fie! Why do you cry,
  And blind your eyes to knowing
How dingle-bells and cockle-shells
  And cowslips all are growing?"

"Each dingle-bell I loved so well
  Before my eyes is dying,
And much I fear my brother dear
  In sickness now is lying!"

"Pray tell me, dear, though much I fear
  The answer sad I know,
How grow the sturdy cockle-shells
  And cowslips, all in a row?"

"Dingle-bells and cockle-shells
  And cowslips are all dead,
And now my papa's coming home,
  For so he surely said."

"Take a look within that nook
And tell me what is there."
"A dingle-bell, and truth to tell
In full bloom, I declare!"

"Now come with me and you shall see
  A field with cowslips bright,
And not a garden in the land
  Can show so fair a sight."

"If you will look beside the brook
  You'll see, I know quite well,
That hidden in each mossy nook
  Is many a cockle-shell."

"Although the flowers I much admire,
  You know papa did say
He won't be home again, Squire,
  Till all have passed away."


Old witch Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With moss and slime, and poisonous vine,
and toadstools all in a row.

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Origin - Europe - British Isles -