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.
Three wise men of Gotham Went to sea in a bowl. If the bowl had been stronger, My song had been longer.
Tres magi Gothamenses In scypho mare tranant Si cymba secura, Canenda sint plura.
Cives tres docti Gothamenses æquora verrunt, Crater et fragilis corpora obesa vehit. Mox en tempestas, surguntque ad sidera fluctus. Musa dolens casum nunc memorare nequit.
Jack and Jill Went up the hill, To draw a pail of water; Jack fell down And broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after.
Jackus cum Jillâ Formosâ ancillâ, Aquam hauriturus collem ascendebat; Prolabitur Jackus, Caput miserè fractus, Et Jilla desperata in fatum ruebat.
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.
Fee! faw! fum! I smell the blood of an Englishman. Dead or alive, I will have some.
Fe! fau! fum! Sanguinem odoror Anglicum. Seu vivum seu mortuum, Bibendum est mihi aliquantum.
Φῆ! φοῦ! φῶν! Αἵματος ὀσφραίνομαι τῶν Ἄγγλων· Ἢ νεκρὸν ἢ ζῶν Χαίρησω πίνων.
Who comes here? A Grenadier. What do you want? A pot of beer. Where’s your money? I’ve forgot. Get you gone, You drunken sot.
Heus! Quis illic? Ductor militiæ. Quid petis hic? Cantharum cervisiæ. Ubi moneta? Loqueris oblito. O, ebriose, In malum abito.
Goosey goosey gander, Where shall you wander? Up stairs, down stairs, In my lady’s chamber.
Ansercula vagula, blandula, Quæ nunc abibis in loca? Sursum, deorsum, In dominæ cubiculum.
Double double, Toil and trouble. Fire burn and Caldron bubble.
Ingeminat labor, Ingeminante curâ, Cum flamma ardescit, Aqua ebullitura.
The following were written by hand in the original. The bookplate and the title page are definitely by the same person; the others are less certain. 1806 was Jacob Bigelow’s Harvard graduation year.