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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLX. Games.

        [The following lines are repeated by the nurse when sliding her hand down the child's face.]


My mother and your mother
Went over the way;
Said my mother to your mother,
It's chop-a-nose day!

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Nursery Rhyme. DCXXVII. Relics.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLV. Games.

        [In the following, the various parts of the countenance are touched as the lines are repeated; and at the close the chin is struck playfully, that the tongue may be gently bitten.]

Eye winker,
Tom Tinker,
Nose dropper.
Mouth eater,
Chin chopper,
Chin chopper.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCXCII. Games.

    Margery Mutton-pie, and Johnny Bopeep,
They met together in Grace-church Street;
In and out, in and out, over the way,
Oh! says Johnny, 'tis chop-nose day.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLVI. Games.

    Thumb bold,
Thibity-thold,
Langman,
Lick pan,
Mama's little man.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCXXXVIII. Games.

        [A play with the face. The child exclaims:]

Ring the bell! giving a lock of its hair a pull.
Knock at the door! tapping its forehead.
Draw the latch! pulling up its nose.
And walk in! opening its mouth and putting in its finger.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCXCVII. Lullabies.

    Give me a blow, and I'll beat 'em,
Why did they vex my baby?
Kissy, kiss, kissy, my honey,
And cuddle your nurse, my deary.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCXXIX. Games.

    Clap hands, clap hands!
Till father comes home;
For father's got money,
But mother's got none.
Clap hands, & c.
Till father, & c.

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