Lunicola.

The man in the moon came down at noon,
Inquiring the way to Norwich.
The man of the South has burnt his mouth,
Eating cold milk porridge.

Lunicola, meridie, ad terram descendebat,
Et viam ad Norvicum assidue quærebat.
Australis vir ineptus est et os excoriavit,
Dum lacteum perfrigidum incontinens voravit.

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

Canis Kevensis.

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Puer Cæruleus.

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Jackus Et Jilla.

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Par Avium.

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Magi Gothamenses.

Three wise men of Gotham
Went to sea in a bowl.
If the bowl had been stronger,
My song had been longer.

Tres magi Gothamenses
In scypho mare tranant
Si cymba secura,
Canenda sint plura.

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                The Man in the Moon
                    Came tumbling down,
                And asked his way to Norwich;



                    They told him south,
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Vetula Calceocola.

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe,
Who had so many children she didnt know what to do;
She gave them some broth without any bread,
And whipt them all soundly and sent them to bed.

Calceus inclusit vetulam turbamque suorum,
Multum quæ luctans natos compescuit arctos;
Jus illis profert oblita apponere panem,
Verberibusque datis dormitum sæva remittit.

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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,
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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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