Nursery Rhyme. DCXLVIII. Relics.

    Go to bed, Tom!
    Go to bed, Tom!
    Drunk or sober,
    Go to bed, Tom!

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXII. Love And Matrimony.

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Nursery Rhyme. DLXVI. Natural History.

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Nursery Rhyme. DXXXCIX. Relics.

    Little Tommy Tacket,
            Sits upon his cracket;
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            Make him coat and jacket,
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Nursery Rhyme. DCXXXI. Relics.

    Little Tom Tucker
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Nursery Rhyme. DCXVII. Relics.

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Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXXXIV. Lullabies.

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