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.

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

Labor Et Cura.

Jacob Bigelow, Simple Poetry

Ansercula.

Jacob Bigelow, Simple Poetry

Bopipias.

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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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Bopipias.

Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep,
And couldnt tell where to find em.
Let em alone, and theyll come home,
And bring their tails behind em.

Parvula Bopipias amissos quæritat agnos,
Nec reperire locum quo latuêre potest.
Desine, Bopipias, redeuntes nocte videbis,
Caudasque incolumes post sua crura ferent.

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Puer Cæruleus.

Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
The cows in the meadow, the sheep in the corn.
Wheres the little boy that looks after the sheep?
Under the haycock fast asleep.

Crule parve puer, cornu nunc suscipe cantum.
Per segetes errant pecudes, per pascua vaccæ.
Ah, ubi nunc ovium custos tam parvulus absit?
En, gregis oblitus sub fno dormit opaco.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCLIII. Gaffers And Gammers.

    There was an old woman who lived in a shoe,
    She had so many children she didn't know what to do;
    She gave them some broth without any bread,
    She whipped them all well and put them to bed.

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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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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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