PARADOXES. 283

 

He sent me a Bible no man could read;
He sent me a blanket without a thread.
Petrum, &c. »

How could there be a goose without a bone?
How could there be a cherry without a stone?
Petrum, &c.

How could there be a Bible no man could read ?
How could there be a blanket without a thread?
Petrum, &c,

When the goose is in the egg-shell, there is no bone;
When the cherry is in the blossom, there is no stone.
Petrum, &c.

When ye Bible is in y® press,
no man it can read;
When y° wool is on y* sheep’s
back, there is no thread.

Petrum, &c.

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HERE am I,
Little jumping Joan;
When nobody’s with me,
I’m always alone.