Nursery Rhyme. L. Tales.

    Robin the Bobbin, the big-bellied Ben,
    He eat more meat than fourscore men;
    He eat a cow, he eat a calf,
    He eat a butcher and a half;
    He eat a church, he eat a steeple,
    He eat the priest and all the people!

            A cow and a calf,
            An ox and a half,
            A church and a steeple,
            And all the good people,
    And yet he complain'd that his stomach wasn't full.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXXXIX. Love And Matrimony.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCXIII. Games.

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Nursery Rhyme. DCXXIII. Relics.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXXXVI. Love And Matrimony.

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Nursery Rhyme. DLI. Natural History.

    I had a little cow, to save her,
    I turned her into the meadow to graze her;
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    The church doors they stood open,
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Nursery Rhyme. CLXXIV. Songs.

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    There was a man in our toone, and his name was Billy Pod;
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Nursery Rhyme. LIII. Tales.

    There was a man, and he had naught,
        And robbers came to rob him;
    He crept up to the chimney pot,
        And then they thought they had him.

    But he got down on t'other side,
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Nursery Rhyme. DCXXXI. Relics.

    Little Tom Tucker
    Sings for his supper;
    What shall he eat?
    White bread and butter.
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    Without e'er a knife?
    How will he be married
    Without e'er a wife?

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Nursery Rhyme. DXXVII. Natural History.

    Little Robin Red-breast
        Sat upon a rail:
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        Wiggle waggle went his tail.

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