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.

Cives tres docti Gothamenses æquora verrunt,
Crater et fragilis corpora obesa vehit.
Mox en tempestas, surguntque ad sidera fluctus.
Musa dolens casum nunc memorare nequit.

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

Felis In Fidibus.

Jacob Bigelow, Simple Poetry

Mors Turdo-Galli.

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Rex Arthurus.

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The Three Wise Men Of Gotham.

                Three wise men of Gotham
                    Went to sea in a bowl:



                If the bowl had been stronger,
                    My song would have been longer.

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    Three wise men of Gotham
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The Masque Of The Magi

Three Kings have come to Bethlehem
With a trailing star in front of them.

MARY

What would you in this little place,
You three bright kings?

KINGS

Mother, we tracked the trailing star
Which brought us here from lands afar,
And we would look on his dear face
Round whom the Seraphs fold their wings.

MARY

But who are you, bright kings?

CASPAR

Caspar am I: the rocky North
From storm and silence drave me forth
Down to the blue and tideless sea.
I do not fear the tinkling sword,
For I am a great battle-lord,
And love the horns of chivalry.
And I have brought thee splendid gold,
The strong man's joy, refined and cold.
All hail, thou Prince of Galilee!

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Advenæ Mendici.

Hark, hark, the dogs do bark,
The beggars have come to town;
Some in rags and some in jags,
And some in velvet gowns.

    En! cum canum latratu,
    Et multo ululatu;
Veniunt mendici repentes,
    Egeni, pannosi,
    Squalentes, exosi,
Vel sericas togas gerentes.

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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.

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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,
Et lanx cochleare raptavit.

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