Cinderella In Rhyme

A Gentleman of high Renown
Whose second wife was Proud,
Two Daughters like her Self she had
Their tempers, Rang aloud.

The Step Dame made her Cinders sift
Sure never was her fellow,
And from this dirty work she got
The name of Cinderella.

It happened once upon a time
The King's son gave a Ball,
And he the Lady's of the town
Invited one and all.

In Feathers and in Rich array

To Court the Sisters went,

While Cinderella sat and Cry'd

And did her fate Lament.

Her Godmother A Fairy was
Of Cinderella fond,
And said you to the Ball shall go
Bring here my dear that Wand.

A Coach she from A Pumpkin made
A Coachman from a Rat,
Four Mice to four fine Horses changed
Most Beautiful and Fat.

After the Midnight hour is struck
Says She my Power is gone,
Your finery will change to Rags
As sure as you are Born.

But as she Danced the clock struck twelve
No finery could She find,
And as she out with Terror Flew
One Slipper left Behind.

The Prince he promised he would wed
Whoever that shoe would fit,
But no one in his Court their foot
Could in the Slipper get.

The Page unto the Sisters went
As they were at the Ball,
Alone would Cinderella fit
Which much Surprised them all.

Orginally printed and published by G. Martin (London) approximately 1810. Edited by Janette Fuller.