A Ternary Of Littles, Upon A Pipkin Of Jelly Sent To A Lady.

A little saint best fits a little shrine,     A little prop best fits a little vine:     As my small cruse best fits my little wine.     A little seed best fits a little soil,     A little trade best fits a little toil:     As my small jar best fits my little oil.     A little bin best fits a little bread,     A little garland fits a little head:     As my small stuff best fits my little shed.     A little hearth best fits a little fire,     A little chapel fits a little choir:     As my small bell best fits my little spire.     A little stream best fits a little boat,     A little lead best fits a little float:     As my small pipe best fits my little note.     A little meat best fits a little belly,     As sweetly, lady, give me leave to tell ye,     This little pipkin fits this little jelly.