Felis In Fidibus.

Heigh diddle diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed
To see such a craft,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.

Hidideldelis,
In fidibus felis,
Super lunam vacca saltavit.
Tum risit canicula,
Visâ re tam ridiculâ,
Et lanx cochleare raptavit.

Jacob Bigelow

Jacob Bigelow was an American physician, botanist, and botanical illustrator. He was instrumental in the founding of Mount Auburn Cemetery in Cambridge, Massachusetts, the first rural cemetery in the United States and a precursor to America's public parks. Bigelow was a leading advocate for modernizing medicine and medical education, focusing on practical medicine and scientific advancements. His contributions to botany include the publication of 'American Medical Botany,' which combined his medical knowledge with detailed botanical illustrations.

Jacob Bigelow

Advenæ Mendici.

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Labor Et Cura.

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Grumbo Gigas.

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Par Avium.

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Hey diddle diddle! the cat and the fiddle,
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Diccora Dogium.

Dickory dickory dock,
The mouse ran up the clock,
The clock struck one,
The mouse ran down,
Dickory dickory dock.

Diccora diccora dogium,
Ascendit mus horologium.
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    Fugit mus sine morâ,
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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXXVI. Jingles.

        Hey! diddle, diddle,
        The cat and the fiddle,
    The cow jumped over the moon;
        The little dog laugh'd
        To see the sport,
    While the dish ran after the spoon.

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Ansercula.

Goosey goosey gander,
Where shall you wander?
Up stairs, down stairs,
In my ladys chamber.

    Ansercula vagula, blandula,
    Quæ nunc abibis in loca?
    Sursum, deorsum,
    In dominæ cubiculum.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXXXVIII. Jingles.

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    "Hey! diddle, diddle,
    The cat and the fiddle" -

        Yes, thee may say that, for that is nonsense.

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Puer Cæruleus.

Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
The cows in the meadow, the sheep in the corn.
Wheres the little boy that looks after the sheep?
Under the haycock fast asleep.

Crule parve puer, cornu nunc suscipe cantum.
Per segetes errant pecudes, per pascua vaccæ.
Ah, ubi nunc ovium custos tam parvulus absit?
En, gregis oblitus sub fno dormit opaco.

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