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In 1820, 14 year old Mary Sawyer
of Sterling, Massachusetts took pity on a lamb that had been rejected by its
mother. She looked after it and, as is
common with animals had fed and reared by humans from birth, the lamb fixated
on her. It followed her wherever she
went. At the urging of her brother, she
let the lamb follow her to school, the Redstone School, which had been built in
1798. When it was Mary’s turn to recite something
at the front of the class, her lamb followed her as she made her way
forward. This caused mirth and commotion
with the other students. Sound familiar?
Years later Mary recalled the incident:
"Visiting school that morning was a young man by the
name of John Roulstone, a nephew of the Reverend Lemuel Capen, who was then
settled in Sterling. It was the custom
then for students to prepare for college with ministers, and for this purpose
Mr. Roulstone was studying with his uncle. The young man was very much pleased
with the incident of the lamb; and the next day he rode across the fields on
horseback to the little old schoolhouse and handed me a slip of paper which had
written upon it the three original stanzas of the poem..."
Those stanzas were as follows:
MARY'S LAMB.
Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow, And everywhere that Mary went
The lamb was sure to go;
He followed her to school one day
That was against the rule,
It made the children laugh and play,
To see a lamb at school.
And so the Teacher turned him
out,
But still he lingered near, And waited patiently about,
Till Mary did appear;
And then he ran to her, and laid
His head upon her arm,
As if he said ' I 'm not afraid
You '11 keep me from all harm.'
'What makes the lamb love Mary
so?'
The eager children cry, ‘Mary loves the lamb, you know,'
The Teacher did reply;
‘And you each gentle animal
In confidence may bind,
And make them follow at your call,
If you are always kind.’
Sarah Josepha Hale
Although John Roulstone presented Mary with the poem, he wrote only the first four
lines at most. The next 12 lines, which
are more moralistic and less
childlike than the first four, were composed by Sarah Josepha Hale. Many believe that Sarah Josepha Hale was
responsible for writing the entire poem, based on what John Roulstone told her
from his observation of the incident.
The poem was published as an original poem by Sarah Hale in
1830.
Mary Sawyer married in 1835 but never had children. She
died in Somerville in 1889.
Mary Sawyer's house, located in Sterling, known as the “Mary
Had a Little Lamb House”, was destroyed by arson in 2007.
A statue representing Mary's Little Lamb stands in the town
centre.
The Redstone School
The Redstone School was purchased by Henry Ford and relocated to a churchyard on the
property of Longfellows Wayside Inn in Sudbury, Massachusetts.
William Wallace Denslow’s llustrations for Mary had a
little lamb, from a 1901 edition of Mother Goose
There have been many parodies of the ffirst verse of the
nursery rhyme, many too bawdy to print here.
Some parodies of this song have been going around since at
least 1886, when the following was published in a magazine:
Mary had a little lamb
with coat as black as soot
and into Mary's cup of milk
it put its dirty foot
Now Mary, a straightforward girl
hated any sham
rapped out a naughty little word
that rhymed with Mary's lamb!
(For those not inclined to work out the meaning of the above, Mary said “Damn!”)
with coat as black as soot
and into Mary's cup of milk
it put its dirty foot
Now Mary, a straightforward girl
hated any sham
rapped out a naughty little word
that rhymed with Mary's lamb!
(For those not inclined to work out the meaning of the above, Mary said “Damn!”)
Some others. . .
Mary had a little lamb.
She tied it to a pylon.
10,000 volts went up its arse,
And turned its wool to nylon.
She tied it to a pylon.
10,000 volts went up its arse,
And turned its wool to nylon.
Mary had a little lamb
She also had a bear.
I've often seen her little lamb
but never seen her bare
She also had a bear.
I've often seen her little lamb
but never seen her bare
Mary
had a little lamb
you've heard this tale before
did you know she passed the plate
and had a little more?
you've heard this tale before
did you know she passed the plate
and had a little more?
Mary
had a little lamb
She also had a duck
She put them on the windowsill
To see if they would fall off.
She also had a duck
She put them on the windowsill
To see if they would fall off.
Mary
had a little sheep
And with this sheep did Mary sleep.
The sheep turned out to be a ram
And Mary had a little lamb.
And with this sheep did Mary sleep.
The sheep turned out to be a ram
And Mary had a little lamb.
Mary had a little lamb
Her father shot it dead
Now Mary takes that lamb to school
Between two hunks of bread
Her father shot it dead
Now Mary takes that lamb to school
Between two hunks of bread
Mary had a little skirt
That was slit in halfAnd every step that Mary took
The boys could see her calf.
Mary had another skirt
That was slit in frontAnd every step the Mary took
WAS VERY CAREFUL!
Some people say all fleas are black
But I know it isn't
so'Coz Mary had a little lamb
And its fleas was white as snow.
Mary had a little watch,
She swallowed it one day.
And so she took some castor oil
To pass the time away.
But even with the castor oil
The time refused to pass
So if you want to know the time
Just look up Mary's arse!
A disease blight in
England also saw a number of parodies:
Mary had a little
lamb
She called it baby Abby
They burned it in a great big pit
Cos its mouth and feet were scabby
Mary had a little lamb,
She called him Little Ralph,
But now he's burning in a field
Because of foot and mouth.
She called it baby Abby
They burned it in a great big pit
Cos its mouth and feet were scabby
Mary had a little lamb,
She called him Little Ralph,
But now he's burning in a field
Because of foot and mouth.
Mary's pigs had foot
and mouth
This crisis', cried she, 'Needs tackling."
Now all she's got is one black field
And fourteen tons of crackling...
This crisis', cried she, 'Needs tackling."
Now all she's got is one black field
And fourteen tons of crackling...
Mary had a little
lamb,
She called him little Ed,
Now he's lying in a field,
With a pick axe through his head!
She called him little Ed,
Now he's lying in a field,
With a pick axe through his head!
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