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,
        And then they could not find him;
    He ran fourteen miles in fifteen days,
        And never look'd behind him.

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Nursery Rhyme. DIII. Natural History.

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Nursery Rhyme. DC. Local.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXXIX. Love And Matrimony.

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Nursery Rhyme. LXVI. Tales.

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Nursery Rhyme. LXXVII. Tales.

        The man in the moon,
        Came tumbling down,
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