Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXI. Paradoxes.

        [The following is quoted in Parkin's reply to Dr. Stukeley's second number of 'Origines Roystonianæ,' 4to, London, 1748, p. vi.]

    Peter White will ne'er go right,
        Would you know the reason why?
    He follows his nose where'er he goes,
        And that stands all awry.

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Nursery Rhyme. XCIV. Proverbs.

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Nursery Rhyme. DXXVII. Natural History.

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    The man in the wilderness asked me,
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    There was a man of Newington,
        And he was wond'rous wise,
    He jump'd into a quickset hedge,
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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXV. Paradoxes.

    Up stairs, down stairs, upon my lady's window,
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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXII. Paradoxes.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXXVIII. Paradoxes.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXIII. Paradoxes.

        [The following was sung to the tune of Chevy Chase. It was taken from a poetical tale in the 'Choyce Poems,' 12mo, London, 1662, the music to which may be seen in D'Urfey's 'Pills to Purge Melancholy,' 1719, vol. iv, p. 1.]

    Three children sliding on the ice
        Upon a summer's day,
    As it fell out, they all fell in,
        The rest they ran away.

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        Or sliding on dry ground,
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        They had not all been drown'd.

    You parents all that children have,
        And you that have got none,
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        Pray keep them safe at home.

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