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quadgram | frequency |
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there was an old | 446 |
illustration there was an | 348 |
was an old man | 242 |
was an old person | 189 |
an old person of | 182 |
an old man of | 160 |
there was a young | 100 |
illustration there was a | 84 |
was a young lady | 75 |
old man of the | 66 |
a young lady of | 60 |
the akond of swat | 50 |
was once a little | 40 |
that old man of | 40 |
they never came back | 38 |
to sea in a | 36 |
they went to sea | 34 |
went to sea in | 33 |
old man in a | 32 |
of the seven young | 32 |
sea in a sieve | 32 |
old man with a | 26 |
the lands where the | 25 |
lands where the jumblies | 25 |
and they went to | 25 |
where the jumblies live | 25 |
and their hands are | 25 |
are the lands where | 25 |
their heads are green | 25 |
their hands are blue | 25 |
that old person of | 23 |
an old man in | 23 |
an old man with | 22 |
the dong with a | 22 |
was a young person | 22 |
with a luminous nose | 22 |
dong with a luminous | 22 |
never came back to | 21 |
came back to me | 21 |
at the end of | 20 |
the history of the | 20 |
history of the seven | 18 |
said the duck to | 16 |
duck to the kangaroo | 16 |
owl and the pussy | 16 |
the owl and the | 16 |
the duck to the | 16 |
the end of the | 16 |
the light of the | 15 |
the duck and the | 14 |
duck and the kangaroo | 14 |
and the seven young | 14 |
the seven young geese | 14 |
a family of two | 14 |
a young person of | 14 |
end of the seven | 14 |
he never came back | 14 |
there was a family | 14 |
was a family of | 14 |
family of two old | 14 |
all the people of | 13 |
by the light of | 13 |
an old man who | 13 |
was an old lady | 13 |
in the middle of | 13 |
light of the moon | 13 |
who has no toes | 12 |
and the two old | 12 |
was the end of | 12 |
of the chankly bore | 12 |
pobble who has no | 12 |
and all night long | 12 |
the end of his | 12 |
an old man on | 12 |
the pobble who has | 12 |
jug without a handle | 12 |
of the seven families | 12 |
a young lady whose | 12 |
seven young guinea pigs | 12 |
man of the west | 12 |
and every one said | 10 |
the seven young cats | 10 |
hills of the chankly | 10 |
the seven young parrots | 10 |
no birds so happy | 10 |
the top of a | 10 |
an old lady of | 10 |
on the top of | 10 |
we thought so still | 10 |
and we thought so | 10 |
the seven young storks | 10 |
think no birds so | 10 |
that was the end | 10 |
the hills of the | 10 |
we think so then | 10 |
so happy as we | 10 |
the seven young fishes | 10 |
man with a beard | 10 |
we think no birds | 10 |
the middle of the | 10 |
he sate on a | 10 |
the seven young guinea | 10 |
birds so happy as | 10 |
old man of peru | 9 |
in a sieve they | 9 |
table and the chair | 9 |
the top of the | 9 |
old man at a | 9 |
the table and the | 9 |
of the city of | 9 |
where the early pumpkins | 9 |
little heap of stones | 9 |
the book of nonsense | 9 |
they sought it with | 8 |
the whole of the | 8 |
the seven young owls | 8 |
what a beautiful pussy | 8 |
ring at the end | 8 |
they danced by the | 8 |
who possessed a large | 8 |
which grieved that old | 8 |
with a ring at | 8 |
beautiful pussy you are | 8 |
end of his nose | 8 |
a ring at the | 8 |
by the side of | 8 |
old man who said | 8 |
the quangle wangle quee | 8 |
a beautiful pussy you | 8 |
down to the ground | 8 |
the great gromboolian plain | 8 |
and that was the | 8 |
danced by the light | 8 |
old man of whitehaven | 7 |
legs are so long | 7 |
with a hop and | 7 |
it with forks and | 7 |
which relieved that old | 7 |
hop and a bound | 7 |
and when it was | 7 |
a hop and a | 7 |
man with a gong | 7 |
birds of the air | 7 |
with forks and hope | 7 |
young lady of norway | 7 |
in the moonlight pale | 7 |
that old man and | 6 |
the lady jingly jones | 6 |
s illustration s was | 6 |
p illustration p was | 6 |
man of the isles | 6 |
man of the dee | 6 |
the end of my | 6 |
old person of tring | 6 |
very soon went back | 6 |
illustration q was a | 6 |
illustration f was a | 6 |
sieve they went to | 6 |
x was king xerxes | 6 |
with a runcible spoon | 6 |
the side of the | 6 |
that little heap of | 6 |
young lady of turkey | 6 |
old person of ems | 6 |
h illustration h was | 6 |
a young person in | 6 |
illustration p was a | 6 |
illustration o was an | 6 |
find my jumbly girl | 6 |
man with a flute | 6 |
old person of cadiz | 6 |
king of the cranes | 6 |
young lady of poole | 6 |
e illustration e was | 6 |
old man of berlin | 6 |
the story of the | 6 |
they smashed that old | 6 |
young lady of welling | 6 |
old man of bohemia | 6 |
old man of madras | 6 |
old person of gretna | 6 |
t illustration t was | 6 |
what he should do | 6 |
with his head in | 6 |
of the four little | 6 |
illustration m was a | 6 |
c illustration c was | 6 |
old man on the | 6 |
illustration k was a | 6 |
old man of kilkenny | 6 |
so they smashed that | 6 |
young lady of parma | 6 |
middle of the woods | 6 |
old person of rheims | 6 |
it soon came in | 6 |
z illustration z was | 6 |
a illustration a was | 6 |
man on a hill | 6 |
from hall or terrace | 6 |
g illustration g was | 6 |
old person of chili | 6 |
story of the four | 6 |
the city of tosh | 6 |
but they never came | 6 |
shade of the mountains | 6 |
its life with a | 6 |
whose ideas were excessively | 6 |
man of the wrekin | 6 |
he tore off his | 6 |
f illustration f was | 6 |
who went round the | 6 |
who lived in the | 6 |
man in a tree | 6 |
a sieve they went | 6 |
old man of coblenz | 6 |
old man of corfu | 6 |
man of the south | 6 |
r illustration r was | 6 |
with smiles and soap | 6 |
smashed that old man | 6 |
young lady of wales | 6 |
the water it soon | 6 |
q illustration q was | 6 |
b illustration b was | 6 |
old man of vesuvius | 6 |
w illustration w was | 6 |
young lady of bute | 6 |
in the shade of | 6 |
v illustration v was | 6 |
n illustration n was | 6 |
old man on a | 6 |
when the seven young | 6 |
the king of the | 6 |
man of the north | 6 |
illustration r was a | 6 |
they came to a | 6 |
l illustration l was | 6 |
man with a nose | 6 |
old person of ewell | 6 |
come and be my | 6 |
the coast of coromandel | 6 |
u illustration u was | 6 |
man in a pew | 6 |
you are certainly wrong | 6 |
which refreshed that old | 6 |
illustration y was a | 6 |
pleased with my song | 6 |
old man of melrose | 6 |
old man of moldavia | 6 |
illustration n was a | 6 |
to the top of | 6 |
man in a boat | 6 |
illustration a was an | 6 |
illustration t was a | 6 |
it killed that old | 6 |
the shade of the | 6 |
four little children who | 6 |
old man of leghorn | 6 |
old man of calcutta | 6 |
grieved that old man | 6 |
water it soon came | 6 |
fast upon his shell | 6 |
an old man at | 6 |
of the lake pipple | 6 |
life with a railway | 6 |
i find my jumbly | 6 |
and be my wife | 6 |
k illustration k was | 6 |
d illustration d was | 6 |
illustration v was a | 6 |
children who went round | 6 |
old man of jamaica | 6 |
old person of chester | 6 |
illustration l was a | 6 |
x illustration x was | 6 |
soon went back to | 6 |
old man of quebec | 6 |
little children who went | 6 |
holding fast upon his | 6 |
killed that old man | 6 |
man of cape horn | 6 |
o illustration o was | 6 |
who never knew what | 6 |
old person of spain | 6 |
y illustration y was | 6 |
first book of nonsense | 6 |
the side of a | 6 |
which stood on a | 6 |
with a wreath of | 6 |
illustration w was a | 6 |
the first book of | 6 |
and when the sun | 6 |
i illustration i was | 6 |
old person of rhodes | 6 |
old man and his | 6 |
old person of ischia | 6 |
illustration b was a | 6 |
but she seized on | 6 |
the four little children | 6 |
illustration x was king | 6 |
when the weather was | 6 |
never knew what he | 6 |
jujubes and chocolate drops | 6 |
from the land of | 6 |
man of the cape | 6 |
m illustration m was | 6 |
the depths of the | 6 |
old person of burton | 6 |
of the mountains brown | 6 |
nails with a file | 6 |
went round the world | 6 |
it with smiles and | 6 |
old person of prague | 6 |
knew what he should | 6 |
j illustration j was | 6 |
by way of a | 6 |
man of the hague | 6 |
that it killed that | 6 |
on that little heap | 6 |
the early pumpkins blow | 6 |
man of the east | 6 |
but some very large | 6 |
old man of vienna | 6 |
relieved that old man | 5 |
and walked about the | 5 |
which distressed all the | 5 |
cured that old person | 5 |
just as i feared | 5 |
my legs are so | 5 |
this file which includes | 5 |
and they never came | 5 |
fear he should bite | 5 |
of this file which | 5 |
he opened the door | 5 |
nonsense rhymes and pictures | 5 |
of the book of | 5 |
html version of this | 5 |
which includes the original | 5 |
they gave him some | 5 |
distressed all the people | 5 |
that is to say | 5 |
he sat on a | 5 |
six nonsense rhymes and | 5 |
and while they were | 5 |
the whole of their | 5 |
he made no reply | 5 |
doubtful old man of | 5 |
turned round and round | 5 |
where there were no | 5 |
was quite full of | 5 |
that doubtful old man | 5 |
is just as i | 5 |
which he took with | 5 |
that amiable man of | 5 |
includes the original illustrations | 5 |
imprudent old person of | 5 |
if you choose to | 5 |
who wore a pale | 5 |
an html version of | 5 |
file which includes the | 5 |
came to a country | 5 |
when disturbed by the | 5 |
lively old person of | 5 |
for fear he should | 5 |
as fast as he | 5 |
also has an html | 5 |
man at a station | 5 |
when the sun went | 5 |
that lively old person | 5 |
with all the original | 5 |
gutenberg also has an | 5 |
the greater part of | 5 |
version of this file | 5 |
his nose and his | 5 |
has an html version | 5 |
project gutenberg also has | 5 |
which cured that old | 5 |
please take me a | 4 |
man in a barge | 4 |
old person of woking | 4 |
to the stars above | 4 |
a young lady in | 4 |
said he who caught | 4 |
old person of bar | 4 |
who called out for | 4 |
why do you never | 4 |
his shoes were far | 4 |
in twenty years or | 4 |
just come into my | 4 |
and place them in | 4 |
twenty years or more | 4 |
year and a day | 4 |
w was a watch | 4 |
illustration g was a | 4 |
called out for something | 4 |
wrapped up in a | 4 |
illustration h was a | 4 |
and a pair of | 4 |
there in a wood | 4 |
and every day a | 4 |
an old person in | 4 |
to a small guitar | 4 |
serve up in a | 4 |
said to the owl | 4 |
four pairs of worsted | 4 |
the jelly bo lee | 4 |
two owls and a | 4 |
away they went with | 4 |
sell for one shilling | 4 |
as happy could be | 4 |
old man of hong | 4 |
wangle said to himself | 4 |
to go out in | 4 |
your feet are unpleasantly | 4 |
owl looked up to | 4 |
all to follow my | 4 |
the end of that | 4 |
who casually sat in | 4 |
pussy said to the | 4 |
n was a nut | 4 |
illustration c was a | 4 |
old person of brill | 4 |
end of stilton cheese | 4 |
and a lovely monkey | 4 |
who caught the muffin | 4 |
to keep out the | 4 |
who lives on the | 4 |
were married next day | 4 |
old person of pinner | 4 |
me speak so bold | 4 |
all the day long | 4 |
it all the day | 4 |
the whole world three | 4 |
casually sat in a | 4 |
to himself on the | 4 |
and i long to | 4 |
they took it away | 4 |
of the quangle wangle | 4 |
nests in my beard | 4 |
have thought over that | 4 |
man in a casement | 4 |
looked out of the | 4 |
they threatened its life | 4 |
illustration u was an | 4 |
up and down in | 4 |
regular brute of a | 4 |
edge of the sand | 4 |
we have sailed many | 4 |
man in a marsh | 4 |
the birds of the | 4 |
old person of slough | 4 |
up in a clean | 4 |
the fields and the | 4 |
so away they went | 4 |
the hunting of the | 4 |
a regular brute of | 4 |
young person of kew | 4 |
worse and worse and | 4 |
to see the world | 4 |
one hundred nonsense pictures | 4 |
come into my head | 4 |
take me a ride | 4 |
been to the lakes | 4 |
by the turkey who | 4 |
as the duck and | 4 |
young lady in blue | 4 |
they took some honey | 4 |
sea in a beautiful | 4 |
are unpleasantly wet and | 4 |
land all covered with | 4 |
old person of putney | 4 |
i have thought over | 4 |
went by the slow | 4 |
man of port grigor | 4 |
bore in this nasty | 4 |
but no sooner had | 4 |
placid old person of | 4 |
and quite at the | 4 |
old person of sheen | 4 |
old person of bromley | 4 |
who frequented the depths | 4 |
frequented the depths of | 4 |
all covered with trees | 4 |
they bought an owl | 4 |
and they hopped the | 4 |
in a wood a | 4 |
it might bring me | 4 |
old man of ibreem | 4 |
monkey with lollipop paws | 4 |
said the old gentleman | 4 |
they roused him with | 4 |
the turkey who lives | 4 |
pairs of worsted socks | 4 |
old man of ancona | 4 |
charmed it with smiles | 4 |
the great lake pipple | 4 |
but what shall we | 4 |
courtship of the yonghy | 4 |
day by the turkey | 4 |
of the long day | 4 |
sate upon her dobie | 4 |
two old guinea pigs | 4 |
so white and so | 4 |
a hive of silvery | 4 |
to him who caught | 4 |
own dear true love | 4 |
a wood a piggy | 4 |
on the crumpetty tree | 4 |
a new pair of | 4 |
old man of blackheath | 4 |
old man of thames | 4 |
sang to a small | 4 |
my own dear true | 4 |
young person in pink | 4 |
late earl of derby | 4 |
illustration z was a | 4 |
charmingly sweet you sing | 4 |
to the land where | 4 |
a quadrille with a | 4 |
looked up to the | 4 |
old lady of winchelsea | 4 |
a land all covered | 4 |
old person of wick | 4 |
old person in gray | 4 |
and we probably never | 4 |
go back to sweden | 4 |
they charmed it with | 4 |
as hard as they | 4 |
feet are unpleasantly wet | 4 |
were as happy as | 4 |
seems but one objection | 4 |
ride on your back | 4 |
young person of crete | 4 |
requires some little reflection | 4 |
and the hills of | 4 |
and they bought a | 4 |
on your lovely hat | 4 |
and in twenty years | 4 |
and there in a | 4 |
to the western sea | 4 |
illustration i was an | 4 |
no sooner had he | 4 |
and one in green | 4 |
we do for a | 4 |
and sang to a | 4 |
land where the bong | 4 |
and over the sea | 4 |
lovely monkey with lollipop | 4 |
and hand in hand | 4 |
him who caught the | 4 |
sought it with care | 4 |
and a useful cart | 4 |
young lady of firle | 4 |
does he wear a | 4 |
the owl looked up | 4 |
should go back to | 4 |
in this nasty pond | 4 |
illustration d was a | 4 |
is the akond of | 4 |
and slices of quince | 4 |
i would sit quite | 4 |
married next day by | 4 |
nonsense pictures and rhymes | 4 |
z was a zebra | 4 |
twenty years they all | 4 |
account of the extreme | 4 |
but thought she should | 4 |
she made no observation | 4 |
young lady in white | 4 |
on the edge of | 4 |
the quangle wangle said | 4 |
and would probably give | 4 |
as if you never | 4 |
old man of spithead | 4 |
give me the roo | 4 |
it has just come | 4 |
witchy witchy witchy wee | 4 |
and they bought an | 4 |
stood on a hill | 4 |
no end of stilton | 4 |
families of the lake | 4 |
to follow my own | 4 |
as happy as happy | 4 |
and when he was | 4 |
cat went to sea | 4 |
shall never go down | 4 |
stood on his head | 4 |
he sate in the | 4 |
i could hop like | 4 |
probably give me the | 4 |
what shall we do | 4 |
lived in the lake | 4 |
i wish i could | 4 |
old person of buda | 4 |
let us be married | 4 |
it was quite dark | 4 |
but the birds of | 4 |
kangaroo to the duck | 4 |
who went by the | 4 |
bumped at it all | 4 |
who bumped at it | 4 |
every day a cigar | 4 |
who danced a quadrille | 4 |
pursued it with forks | 4 |
a lovely monkey with | 4 |
old person of ickley | 4 |
hunting of the snark | 4 |
and the water too | 4 |
hopped the whole world | 4 |
old person of cassel | 4 |
whole of the long | 4 |
and a pound of | 4 |
they all came back | 4 |
old man of boulak | 4 |
there seems but one | 4 |
she should go back | 4 |
this requires some little | 4 |
and watch the moon | 4 |
i bought four pairs | 4 |
i long to go | 4 |
love of a kangaroo | 4 |
if you never would | 4 |
old man of port | 4 |
they ate with a | 4 |
by the slow train | 4 |
so that was the | 4 |
as they could for | 4 |
and no end of | 4 |
hive of silvery bees | 4 |
they sailed to the | 4 |
the king and queen | 4 |
man of thames ditton | 4 |
bored by a bee | 4 |
could hop like you | 4 |
table to the chair | 4 |
up in a five | 4 |
to sell for one | 4 |
slow train to weedon | 4 |
how charmingly sweet you | 4 |
the table to the | 4 |
his legs have grown | 4 |
end of my tail | 4 |
the seven families of | 4 |
the long day through | 4 |
it is just as | 4 |
said the kangaroo to | 4 |
quite at the end | 4 |
jumped on his back | 4 |
young lady of greenwich | 4 |
lives on the hill | 4 |
all in the moonlight | 4 |
in twenty years they | 4 |
illustration j was a | 4 |
bought four pairs of | 4 |
a ride on your | 4 |
we sit on the | 4 |
to the crumpetty tree | 4 |
she sate upon her | 4 |
they came to another | 4 |
built their nests in | 4 |
unpleasantly wet and cold | 4 |
went with a hop | 4 |
have all built their | 4 |
which they ate with | 4 |
sate by a plate | 4 |
legs and the fly | 4 |
an old man whose | 4 |
i was an inkstand | 4 |
said to himself on | 4 |
which fit my web | 4 |
is a bore in | 4 |
happy as happy could | 4 |
dear true love of | 4 |
old person of blythe | 4 |
old person of rye | 4 |
out in the world | 4 |
for the akond of | 4 |
at the same time | 4 |
the courtship of the | 4 |
and all of them | 4 |
young lady of corsica | 4 |
does he like to | 4 |
would sit quite still | 4 |
hundred nonsense pictures and | 4 |
they went with a | 4 |
for one shilling your | 4 |
nutcrackers and the sugar | 4 |
for a year and | 4 |
the four little travellers | 4 |
and say nothing but | 4 |
danced a quadrille with | 4 |
old person of deal | 4 |
you willing to sell | 4 |
long to go out | 4 |
we probably never shall | 4 |
quadrille with a raven | 4 |
has just come into | 4 |
hard as they could | 4 |
his head in a | 4 |
old person of hove | 4 |
old person of crowle | 4 |
in a beautiful pea | 4 |
the slow train to | 4 |
old person of florence | 4 |
sailed to the western | 4 |
man on the humber | 4 |
the four travellers were | 4 |
old person of pett | 4 |
are you willing to | 4 |
was adorned with a | 4 |
a year and a | 4 |
and there among the | 4 |
at battlecock and shuttledore | 4 |
turkey who lives on | 4 |
old person of sestri | 4 |
larks and a wren | 4 |
seven families of the | 4 |
and there seems but | 4 |
and i bought four | 4 |
life is a bore | 4 |
out for something to | 4 |
the kangaroo to the | 4 |
or terrace or lofty | 4 |
old person of sark | 4 |
so that all the | 4 |
they bought a pig | 4 |
the late earl of | 4 |
in the world beyond | 4 |
would probably give me | 4 |
because his legs have | 4 |
old man of three | 4 |
shoes were far too | 4 |
but to balance me | 4 |
a pair of slippers | 4 |
world three times round | 4 |
young lady of sweden | 4 |
in spite of all | 4 |
whole world three times | 4 |
to a land all | 4 |
old person of fife | 4 |
illustration e was an | 4 |
the birds in the | 4 |
true love of a | 4 |
and who so happy | 4 |
my life is a | 4 |
old person of loo | 4 |
he who caught the | 4 |
the land where the | 4 |
every one of them | 4 |
and a hive of | 4 |
the edge of the | 4 |
thought over that completely | 4 |
their nests in my | 4 |
follow my own dear | 4 |
those two old bachelors | 4 |
me a ride on | 4 |
old person of stroud | 4 |
were far too tight | 4 |
man of three bridges | 4 |
too long we have | 4 |
old person of grange | 4 |
might bring me luck | 4 |
who never did anything | 4 |
old man of toulouse | 4 |
keep out the cold | 4 |
man of hong kong | 4 |
and the jelly bo | 4 |
please give me a | 4 |
threatened its life with | 4 |
and worse and worse | 4 |
and after that they | 4 |
the two old bachelors | 4 |
they pursued it with | 4 |
shall we do for | 4 |
we shall never go | 4 |
one shilling your ring | 4 |
they hopped the whole | 4 |
give me a ride | 4 |
owls and a hen | 4 |
ate with a runcible | 4 |
to balance me well | 4 |
a large number of | 4 |
old man of dunrose | 4 |
that placid old person | 4 |
who caught the mouse | 4 |
old person of dean | 4 |
old person in black | 4 |
young person of bantry | 4 |
hall or terrace or | 4 |
old man of tobago | 4 |
once upon a time | 4 |
quangle wangle said to | 4 |
you never would stop | 4 |
a bore in this | 4 |
stood on a table | 4 |
sat in a doorway | 4 |
and were married next | 4 |
a little heap of | 4 |
four larks and a | 4 |
years they all came | 4 |
and out of the | 4 |
of the great lake | 4 |
go out in the | 4 |
through the whole of | 4 |
and the torrible zone | 4 |
willing to sell for | 4 |
himself on the crumpetty | 4 |
in silence by the | 4 |
a pound of rice | 4 |
of the crumpetty tree | 4 |
sought it with thimbles | 4 |
a long while ago | 4 |
wish i could hop | 4 |
all built their nests | 4 |
of the whole of | 4 |
and forty bottles of | 4 |
let me speak so | 4 |
and plenty of money | 4 |
when it was quite | 4 |
i will give you | 4 |
said the table to | 4 |
legs have grown too | 4 |
long we have tarried | 4 |
thought she should go | 4 |
so they took it | 4 |
on account of the | 4 |
terrace or lofty tower | 4 |
next day by the | 4 |
at it all the | 4 |
every one of the | 4 |
no such a person | 4 |
if you find a | 4 |
the nutcrackers and the | 4 |
up to the stars | 4 |
do for a ring | 4 |
old lady of france | 4 |
forty bottles of ring | 4 |
brute of a bee | 4 |
most birds of the | 3 |
that amusing young lady | 3 |
while he was able | 3 |
as big as the | 3 |
went back to dover | 3 |
and kitmutgars in wild | 3 |
tore it in pieces | 3 |
darkness and silence reign | 3 |
head so large doth | 3 |
field of blue clover | 3 |
till my hair has | 3 |
had it made sharp | 3 |
many parts of the | 3 |
they sailed so fast | 3 |
the warmth of whose | 3 |
little birds fly down | 3 |
whose conduct grew calmer | 3 |
umbrageous old person of | 3 |
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the people of lucca | 3 |
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young lady of portugal | 3 |
in onions and honey | 3 |
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pork waistcoat and trowsers | 3 |
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you please to go | 3 |
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some small spotty dogs | 3 |
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more than a penny | 3 |
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of stables and hovels | 3 |
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man and his owl | 3 |
the people of chertsey | 3 |
know any author to | 3 |
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that morbid old man | 3 |
last of his shirt | 3 |
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coromandel did that lady | 3 |
they all flew away | 3 |
one old jug without | 3 |
induced him to feed | 3 |
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river rolled with soft | 3 |
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wife up in a | 3 |
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old person of tartary | 3 |
you old man of | 3 |
wore a pale plum | 3 |
moony song to the | 3 |
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frederick warne and co | 3 |
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he danced hornpipes and | 3 |
proposal comes too late | 3 |
on the far horizon | 3 |
of money wrapped up | 3 |
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that ecstatic old person | 3 |
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toddled round and round | 3 |
jumblies sailed in their | 3 |
the purple nullahs threw | 3 |
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they came to it | 3 |
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a large and lively | 3 |
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some very strong glue | 3 |
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my life with delight | 3 |
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point of a pin | 3 |
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she twirled her fingers | 3 |
thirteenth earl of derby | 3 |
sarpint ran into his | 3 |
and boys in a | 3 |
be felt by all | 3 |
were suggested to me | 3 |
greater part of which | 3 |
how happy we are | 3 |
will go to sea | 3 |
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whose aunt was a | 3 |
whose lovers completely forsook | 3 |
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unlucky old person of | 3 |
what seems a fiery | 3 |
light on the bong | 3 |
old person of china | 3 |
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chords of a lyre | 3 |
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young lady whose bonnet | 3 |
girdle of biscuits to | 3 |
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all your life in | 3 |
cows and a calf | 3 |
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you come and be | 3 |
held up his hands | 3 |
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of a dazzling and | 3 |
stones she mourns for | 3 |
your back beyond the | 3 |
amiable man of the | 3 |
was put in the | 3 |
of a coppery gong | 3 |
with no clothes on | 3 |
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that horrible person of | 3 |
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this coast of coromandel | 3 |
man and his nose | 3 |
western sky in a | 3 |
out to take the | 3 |
annoyed by a flea | 3 |
worldly goods of the | 3 |
most beneficent and innocent | 3 |
man of the nile | 3 |
vast proportions and painted | 3 |
only a single tree | 3 |
as strange as a | 3 |
of his plaintive pipe | 3 |
it down with a | 3 |
fidd where the oblong | 3 |
cheerful old man in | 3 |
gathered the bark of | 3 |
his jug without a | 3 |
a young bird in | 3 |
a horrid old bore | 3 |
on the cruel shore | 3 |
your head so large | 3 |
started away in surprise | 3 |
and the voyage be | 3 |
the coals with a | 3 |
a purely original dress | 3 |
loaf of brown bread | 3 |
drank it all up | 3 |
funny old man of | 3 |
is the hour when | 3 |
beetle ran over his | 3 |
ate bread and butter | 3 |
and when the sieve | 3 |
old lady of prague | 3 |
that futile old gentleman | 3 |
to see little folks | 3 |
untied when the birds | 3 |
that unfortunate man of | 3 |
jumbly girl once more | 3 |
with a luminous lamp | 3 |
crystal cloud of sudorific | 3 |
that globular person of | 3 |
when he found he | 3 |
innumerable number of large | 3 |
so that no one | 3 |
with a great gulf | 3 |
him to feed upon | 3 |
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calm and silent sea | 3 |
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with his jumbly girl | 3 |
of dumplings made of | 3 |
plains still roams the | 3 |
jampan howled deep in | 3 |
upright in the coach | 3 |
who studied the works | 3 |
an old lady whose | 3 |
as onward it gleaming | 3 |
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to have been the | 3 |
the tall kamsamahs grew | 3 |
young lady whose nose | 3 |
the point of a | 3 |
of drawings and verses | 3 |
the poker he sang | 3 |
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the chorus they daily | 3 |
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violet chiefly occupied herself | 3 |
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a hat on his | 3 |
climbed up a tree | 3 |
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might i find my | 3 |
as was screamed by | 3 |
loved to see little | 3 |
the most copious and | 3 |
till he fell in | 3 |
asthma and a great | 3 |
smashing that person of | 3 |
for while he was | 3 |
these blue bottles contained | 3 |
twangum tree on the | 3 |
all night he goes | 3 |
over those plains still | 3 |
put it to boil | 3 |
old person of troy | 3 |
unfortunate man of peru | 3 |
several small children did | 3 |
of which were originally | 3 |
through the forest goes | 3 |
clouds brood on the | 3 |
when sweeping the room | 3 |
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the loud chords of | 3 |
be somebody in a | 3 |
long street and dark | 3 |
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author to whom i | 3 |
heap of stones came | 3 |
hop over the fields | 3 |
the four children very | 3 |
were jujubes and chocolate | 3 |
of vast proportions and | 3 |
let us dine on | 3 |
sate on a rail | 3 |
his shell rode the | 3 |
made them a book | 3 |
caught a large fish | 3 |
and some small spotty | 3 |
moves what seems a | 3 |
they wrapped their feet | 3 |
words i needs must | 3 |
was so long that | 3 |
your chairs and candle | 3 |
hat on his head | 3 |
some hot buttered toast | 3 |
possessed has quite gone | 3 |
have pulled day and | 3 |
stones came the yonghy | 3 |
limitless variety for rhymes | 3 |
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book of nonsense poems | 3 |
fat pigs came again | 3 |
a dazzling and sweetly | 3 |
sole and the sprat | 3 |
she married a thief | 3 |
other nonsense verses by | 3 |
and the valleys rang | 3 |
cords to the back | 3 |
and snipe you may | 3 |
which drowned that old | 3 |
grew friskier and friskier | 3 |
bandage stout to prevent | 3 |
lovers completely forsook her | 3 |
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and a girdle of | 3 |
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to see them safely | 3 |
steps supported by two | 3 |
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the sole and the | 3 |
when he was found | 3 |
you incongruous old woman | 3 |
you stupid old man | 3 |
whom several small children | 3 |
that imprudent old person | 3 |
her screams were extreme | 3 |
but they gave him | 3 |
immediately to their boat | 3 |
rays on the dismal | 3 |
they mended that man | 3 |
hair has grown white | 3 |
quite fluffy and nice | 3 |
of boshen still the | 3 |
wove him a wondrous | 3 |
and the chair have | 3 |
beneficent and innocent of | 3 |
put in the stocks | 3 |
old person of basing | 3 |
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to meet with his | 3 |
self as edward lear | 3 |
face was pervaded with | 3 |
an old derry down | 3 |
man in the kingdom | 3 |
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the tip of his | 3 |
by night he could | 3 |
water quite surrounded by | 3 |
no one could hush | 3 |
his horse had a | 3 |
vain for even a | 3 |
grandmother threatened to burn | 3 |
some verses to a | 3 |
with open jaws the | 3 |
as a nose could | 3 |
was far from complete | 3 |
intrinsic old man of | 3 |
incongruous old woman of | 3 |
which distracted that virulent | 3 |
and the great rock | 3 |
who was chased by | 3 |
those who watch at | 3 |
book of nonsense by | 3 |
lived upon tincture of | 3 |
he inserted his head | 3 |
that lady fair was | 3 |
eating apples and pears | 3 |
courageous young lady of | 3 |
are plentiful and cheap | 3 |
drink was warm brandy | 3 |
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coachman drove homeward as | 3 |
displeased that old person | 3 |
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your nose is so | 3 |
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to a castle in | 3 |
up in a cake | 3 |
half so grateful for | 3 |
echoing sound of a | 3 |
in a large white | 3 |
a nose as strange | 3 |
who lived on the | 3 |
played on the fiddle | 3 |
gait and his waddle | 3 |
that man of nepaul | 3 |
called for some hot | 3 |
will be felt by | 3 |
mingled affection and disgust | 3 |
casually fell in the | 3 |
waistcoat and trowsers were | 3 |
be found in the | 3 |
you will pass all | 3 |
by little they all | 3 |
they completely lost their | 3 |
three brothers churned it | 3 |
dorking fowls delights to | 3 |
who made a remarkable | 3 |
she ceased to repine | 3 |
in vain for even | 3 |
on his shoulders and | 3 |
drowned at the pump | 3 |
onward it gleaming goes | 3 |
just the place for | 3 |
left on the cruel | 3 |
had never been born | 3 |
when the flames burnt | 3 |
the little fish swam | 3 |
we live in a | 3 |
way of a sail | 3 |
when we live in | 3 |
horribly bored by a | 3 |
no one heard such | 3 |
that borascible person of | 3 |
disappeared on the brink | 3 |
can merely be your | 3 |
though the sky be | 3 |
to keep it in | 3 |
fell in the thames | 3 |
of biscuits to keep | 3 |
rocks are smooth and | 3 |
shovel together they sang | 3 |
futile old person of | 3 |
author of the first | 3 |
he bolted the door | 3 |
she walked seventy miles | 3 |
the fun of that | 3 |
the sarpint took flight | 3 |
a feast of dumplings | 3 |
all trouble and pain | 3 |
was infested with beads | 3 |
old person of leeds | 3 |
didna ye get the | 3 |
boat was gazing at | 3 |
dumplings made of beautiful | 3 |
chiefly subsisted on gruel | 3 |
his nails with a | 3 |
he heard a great | 3 |
went back in the | 3 |
she played on the | 3 |
we stand on long | 3 |
and ate thousands of | 3 |
in many parts of | 3 |
side of the jumbly | 3 |
perpetually ate bread and | 3 |
wild festoons hung down | 3 |
them a feast of | 3 |
he gazed at the | 3 |
but returned in the | 3 |
saved that old man | 3 |
he heard a lady | 3 |
your shoes are of | 3 |
at eve near the | 3 |
ready in time for | 3 |
coast of coromandel did | 3 |
love with a jumbly | 3 |
on an accurately cutaneous | 3 |
flew at his sleeves | 3 |
and observed all the | 3 |
he rode at full | 3 |
but when it was | 3 |
which he relinquished those | 3 |
made a clatter and | 3 |
and my legs are | 3 |
a crystal cloud of | 3 |
that day he wanders | 3 |
drowned that old person | 3 |
army of dogs in | 3 |
his buttons were jujubes | 3 |
your wife most gladly | 3 |
their wings were blue | 3 |
had an immoderate mouth | 3 |
while her three brothers | 3 |
the world was a | 3 |
composed for their parents | 3 |
old derry down derry | 3 |
my jones more dorkings | 3 |
such a tiny body | 3 |
the squeak of his | 3 |
strange as a nose | 3 |
small as a button | 3 |
horrible person of cheadle | 3 |
space it ended with | 3 |
a tumult rushed down | 3 |
large bottles without corks | 3 |
goods of the yonghy | 3 |
coats and his hats | 3 |
up his shirt of | 3 |
would never leave portugal | 3 |
most copious and rural | 3 |
walls grow dark and | 3 |
of the western sky | 3 |
he rushed up and | 3 |
day when the jumblies | 3 |
brink of the western | 3 |
had the most curious | 3 |
the city of tyre | 3 |
so he rushed up | 3 |
horrid old man of | 3 |
cured that old man | 3 |
feet in a pinky | 3 |
goes a light on | 3 |
old man of dundee | 3 |
ocean did the turtle | 3 |
the broom and the | 3 |
the whole party from | 3 |
sitting on an arm | 3 |
rolls fast and dim | 3 |
two cows and a | 3 |
but they all flew | 3 |
the voyage be long | 3 |
that ingenious young lady | 3 |
country where there were | 3 |
to a small tobacco | 3 |
pleasant to know mr | 3 |
but declared she would | 3 |
their feet in a | 3 |
leaves stitched all together | 3 |
had walked a short | 3 |
when the birds sate | 3 |
quite gone out of | 3 |
with a cheerful bumpy | 3 |
who lived upon tincture | 3 |
several large flies did | 3 |
of all sorts of | 3 |
but he played day | 3 |
all who watch at | 3 |
in valley or plain | 3 |
that old man on | 3 |
and played on the | 3 |
she seized on the | 3 |
shirt of dead mice | 3 |
kitmutgars in wild festoons | 3 |
till away they flew | 3 |
interesting animals live continually | 3 |
conduct was very peculiar | 3 |
they all took a | 3 |
long years ago the | 3 |
went back to dorking | 3 |
and sweetly susceptible blue | 3 |
in a hollow rounded | 3 |
will you come and | 3 |
of the world is | 3 |
deep in his hateful | 3 |
was made up of | 3 |
contained only a single | 3 |
so promoted his fears | 3 |
his gait and his | 3 |
when it was perfectly | 3 |
from the housetops with | 3 |
plenty of money wrapped | 3 |
night long they sailed | 3 |
strongly objected to toads | 3 |
the valleys rang with | 3 |
live in a sieve | 3 |
who sat on a | 3 |
as they beat on | 3 |
the back of his | 3 |
till the sun made | 3 |
took with a spoon | 3 |
his jumbly girl again | 3 |
be your wife most | 3 |
that mendacious old person | 3 |
a castle in a | 3 |
ran into his boot | 3 |
the worldly goods of | 3 |
all night long the | 3 |
distressing old person of | 3 |
he took camomile tea | 3 |
four apes seized his | 3 |
the little birds fly | 3 |
you propitious old man | 3 |
hear the squeak of | 3 |
in a sieve to | 3 |
of stones sits the | 3 |
shrimps and watercresses grow | 3 |
was strange and unmannerly | 3 |
children came to a | 3 |
sadly annoyed by a | 3 |
the author of the | 3 |
the weather was murky | 3 |
were held as a | 3 |
a young girl of | 3 |
ate thousands of figs | 3 |
threatened to burn her | 3 |
you may hear the | 3 |
perhaps in many parts | 3 |
that angry old man | 3 |
put it in a | 3 |
boat with a strong | 3 |
that person of cromer | 3 |
coat was all pancakes | 3 |
ingenious young lady of | 3 |
the tips of his | 3 |
once by a puppy | 3 |
since then his jumbly | 3 |
heart of that cow | 3 |
times as big as | 3 |
an island made of | 3 |
sailed away in a | 3 |
returned immediately to their | 3 |
as i sate on | 3 |
to drinking he took | 3 |
and her tears began | 3 |
home with no clothes | 3 |
am half so grateful | 3 |
kids ate up half | 3 |
and avoided that man | 3 |
to the echoing sound | 3 |
who always wore a | 3 |
of these blue bottles | 3 |
over the great gromboolian | 3 |
street door was partially | 3 |
all his children a | 3 |
with holes all round | 3 |
so slender and bright | 3 |
whose conduct was strange | 3 |
the dong was happy | 3 |
and sent to their | 3 |
twirled her fingers madly | 3 |
and called out for | 3 |
these were all the | 3 |
frequently walked about ryde | 3 |
played several tunes with | 3 |
on tallest trees remote | 3 |
what little sense i | 3 |
globular person of hurst | 3 |
all the ruins of | 3 |
who caught a large | 3 |
who watch at the | 3 |
care about me a | 3 |
played on a silver | 3 |
the twangum tree on | 3 |
old person of cromer | 3 |
so to make it | 3 |
but she cried out | 3 |
the slippery slopes of | 3 |
perfect and abject happiness | 3 |
they saw some land | 3 |
heard a lady talking | 3 |
will you please to | 3 |
dressed all in black | 3 |
eyes on that pea | 3 |
my idle self as | 3 |
was gazing at him | 3 |
their anger with pain | 3 |
warbled a moony song | 3 |
who loved to see | 3 |
to make it more | 3 |
that hateful day when | 3 |
all became happy again | 3 |
has quite gone out | 3 |
the chair have come | 3 |
and because by night | 3 |
till the morning came | 3 |
all the birds in | 3 |
she opened them wide | 3 |
they trace the meteor | 3 |
in swallowing a dish | 3 |
did that lady never | 3 |
that lady never go | 3 |
to feed upon rabbits | 3 |
they said he was | 3 |
on the tips of | 3 |
head was infested with | 3 |
he tore it in | 3 |
hired an old lady | 3 |
of the chimp and | 3 |
heard such a scream | 3 |
how wise we are | 3 |
who walked on the | 3 |
the aid of some | 3 |
they speedily flew at | 3 |
sits the lady jingly | 3 |
shoulders and knocked off | 3 |
on a horse when | 3 |
called out for some | 3 |
who never could get | 3 |
young lady of ryde | 3 |
you needs be so | 3 |
that did not agree | 3 |
fish swam over the | 3 |
all night long they | 3 |
her three brothers churned | 3 |
six barrels of gargle | 3 |
drawers were of rabbit | 3 |
strong sense of undeveloped | 3 |
through a field of | 3 |
gave him some butter | 3 |
fenced about with a | 3 |
a lonely spark with | 3 |
angry old man of | 3 |
all down with his | 3 |
surprising old man of | 3 |
people all turned aside | 3 |
little sense i once | 3 |
dedicated by the author | 3 |
jumbly girl so fair | 3 |
drove homeward as fast | 3 |
the length of its | 3 |
to prevent the wind | 3 |
to keep them dry | 3 |
a field of blue | 3 |
who was suddenly seized | 3 |
gleaming goes a light | 3 |
baked that old man | 3 |
who wept when the | 3 |
old man of cape | 3 |
they swallowed the last | 3 |
this book of drawings | 3 |
at that midnight hour | 3 |
old lady of chertsey | 3 |
that wonderful person of | 3 |
watch at that midnight | 3 |
till a great bit | 3 |
merely be your friend | 3 |
he ran up and | 3 |
to make it look | 3 |
how pleasant to know | 3 |
that intrinsic old man | 3 |
shrank from sensations of | 3 |
chased by a virulent | 3 |
screamed so that no | 3 |
soften the heart of | 3 |
never had more than | 3 |
came in a sieve | 3 |
old person of hurst | 3 |
and the tails were | 3 |
his stockings were skins | 3 |
could get any rest | 3 |
so they both went | 3 |
to catch them by | 3 |
they went back in | 3 |
the western sky in | 3 |
asked me far too | 3 |
to wing we dance | 3 |
and the rocks are | 3 |
a beetle ran over | 3 |
and subsisted on roots | 3 |
out late at night | 3 |
ivory ibis starlike skim | 3 |
which on a nearer | 3 |
in the town beasts | 3 |
are welcome to sit | 3 |
river rolls fast and | 3 |
she seized on a | 3 |
jumbly girl who came | 3 |
all the world was | 3 |
certainly hit you a | 3 |
conduct was scroobious and | 3 |
painted his face with | 3 |
we were rash or | 3 |
his hands in amazement | 3 |
of his shirt with | 3 |
stove she did bake | 3 |
who possessed a remarkably | 3 |
where the purple nullahs | 3 |
tried to run back | 3 |
conduct was painful and | 3 |
that capricious young lady | 3 |
they baked that old | 3 |
to the calm and | 3 |
a hollow rounded space | 3 |
with a jumbly girl | 3 |
rode at full speed | 3 |
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jaws the angry monster | 3 |
four children very deeply | 3 |
at the midnight hour | 3 |
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oft the angry jampan | 3 |
the crater of etna | 3 |
undeveloped asthma and a | 3 |
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which he was stuffing | 3 |
to a little heap | 3 |
his feet in the | 3 |
the jumblies sailed in | 3 |
party from the boat | 3 |
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she lifted her hook | 3 |
from every long street | 3 |
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thither the vision strays | 3 |
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pig in each hand | 3 |
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whimsical man of apulia | 3 |
that provoking young lady | 3 |
dong arose and said | 3 |
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how you hop over | 3 |
because by night he | 3 |
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in a stove she | 3 |
of the jumbly girl | 3 |
some very large bees | 3 |
adorned that old man | 3 |
and leaped fifteen stiles | 3 |
she heard the nimmak | 3 |
hour from hall or | 3 |
that man of columbia | 3 |
the place for a | 3 |
lest horrid cummerbunds should | 3 |
up in a box | 3 |
lived an old man | 3 |
young person of smyrna | 3 |
on beans and bacon | 3 |
would turn into butter | 3 |
the dong was left | 3 |
dine on beans and | 3 |
fun of that derry | 3 |
over the plain he | 3 |
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who was horribly bored | 3 |
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that no one could | 3 |
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because you are covered | 3 |
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night long the mussak | 3 |
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my chairs and candle | 3 |
with a strong sense | 3 |
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is all i have | 3 |
she killed with a | 3 |
the city of troy | 3 |
animals live continually together | 3 |
grateful for my idle | 3 |
land at a distance | 3 |
on long bare islands | 3 |
his pork waistcoat and | 3 |
ecstatic young lady of | 3 |
your jug without a | 3 |
the closing of day | 3 |
most of his bones | 3 |
whose legs was immense | 3 |
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girl who came to | 3 |
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by lake and shore | 3 |
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wife making a stew | 3 |
to watch the evening | 3 |
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that incipient old man | 3 |
young lady of troy | 3 |
said he was drowned | 3 |
i wish that i | 3 |
on which he was | 3 |
whose grandmother threatened to | 3 |
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by day we fish | 3 |
old man of marseilles | 3 |
tied with cords to | 3 |
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made of beautiful yeast | 3 |
the bay of gurtle | 3 |
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together in the most | 3 |
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jumbly chorus still as | 3 |
walked about the town | 3 |
they caught several fish | 3 |
motion towards the sunset | 3 |
the river rolled with | 3 |
when the door squeezed | 3 |
weary of my life | 3 |
your death will be | 3 |
he should bite anybody | 3 |
to her dorking hens | 3 |
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below her home the | 3 |
wished he had never | 3 |
of coromandel did that | 3 |
birds in the air | 3 |
the cruel shore gazing | 3 |
a cloak of green | 3 |
and the leetle browny | 3 |
quite surrounded by earth | 3 |
and above the wail | 3 |
and half a candle | 3 |
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the earl of derby | 3 |
four times as big | 3 |
my hair has grown | 3 |
your shape is so | 3 |
running about all over | 3 |
lonely spark with silvery | 3 |
you shall carry me | 3 |
that funny old man | 3 |
for rhymes and pictures | 3 |
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the middle of which | 3 |
water into a churn | 3 |
i would be your | 3 |
at eve we stand | 3 |
whose skins was quite | 3 |
purple river rolls fast | 3 |
they drank it all | 3 |
that futile old person | 3 |
and all who watch | 3 |
and behaved like a | 3 |
and oft the angry | 3 |
a twinkling tore up | 3 |
walked into the street | 3 |
nobody answer this bell | 3 |
may soften the heart | 3 |
slept on a table | 3 |
wayward old man of | 3 |
mourns for the yonghy | 3 |
my jumbly girl once | 3 |
catch them by dozens | 3 |
cut off his thumbs | 3 |
them to their house | 3 |
tongs in his song | 3 |
every evening in june | 3 |
wrapped their feet in | 3 |
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they set him to | 3 |
keeping his weary eyes | 3 |
on the rocky shore | 3 |
sun was low in | 3 |
itself to limitless variety | 3 |
to give to their | 3 |
he tried to run | 3 |
end of dead mice | 3 |
tore up his pork | 3 |
her dorking hens she | 3 |
th earl of derby | 3 |
a form of verse | 3 |
the angry monster followed | 3 |
near the zemmery fidd | 3 |
slippery slopes of myrtle | 3 |
was ready to faint | 3 |
that girl of majorca | 3 |
gave all his children | 3 |
screamed by that lady | 3 |
and underneath they wrote | 3 |
to all the fat | 3 |
with the chorus they | 3 |
with her to troy | 3 |
utterly tore up his | 3 |
and he wove him | 3 |
hollow rounded space it | 3 |
to see you at | 3 |
dark lane in the | 3 |
singing the jumbly chorus | 3 |
played day and night | 3 |
a sieve they sailed | 3 |
length of whose legs | 3 |
and they sang tilly | 3 |
ducky and the leetle | 3 |
keep your chairs and | 3 |
the rocks are smooth | 3 |
jumblies came in a | 3 |
turtle bore him well | 3 |
clothes on at all | 3 |
festoons hung down from | 3 |
a sieve to sail | 3 |
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to examine the sea | 3 |
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while ever he seeks | 3 |
wore a hat on | 3 |
an army of dogs | 3 |
am tired of living | 3 |
which embarrassed the people | 3 |
herself in putting salt | 3 |
fy the words i | 3 |
little they all became | 3 |
fast as he could | 3 |
the kingdom of tess | 3 |
no end of dead | 3 |
of undeveloped asthma and | 3 |
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rang with the chorus | 3 |
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he screeched to his | 3 |
and other nonsense verses | 3 |
miss shovel was dressed | 3 |
swam over the syllabub | 3 |
i will sit on | 3 |
and since that day | 3 |
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frequented the top of | 3 |
but a laudable cook | 3 |
squeak of his plaintive | 3 |
to give to his | 3 |
by lake and forest | 3 |
tunes with her chin | 3 |
into a basin of | 3 |
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street and dark lane | 3 |
happiness to be found | 3 |
some land at a | 3 |
the works of vitruvius | 3 |
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of fat pigs came | 3 |
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each of these blue | 3 |
while they were growling | 3 |
who shut his wife | 3 |
rode on a cream | 3 |
his steps supported by | 3 |
brought it quite hot | 3 |
old person of cheadle | 3 |
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at the sound of | 3 |
sight of the city | 3 |
when forth he goes | 3 |
some very large rats | 3 |
language was horribly vague | 3 |
was dressed all in | 3 |
it was perfectly made | 3 |
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man with a poker | 3 |
please to go away | 3 |
made a mincemeat of | 3 |
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fly down to the | 3 |
heard the nimmak hum | 3 |
fed them on snails | 3 |
the tongs in his | 3 |
flee from this horrible | 3 |
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made of water quite | 3 |
who continued to bother | 3 |
who suddenly married a | 3 |
who rushed through a | 3 |
a pinky paper all | 3 |
the sun was low | 3 |
he was not athirst | 3 |
young lady of tyre | 3 |
their boat with a | 3 |
a large fish without | 3 |
when they came to | 3 |
one could hush her | 3 |
wept when the weather | 3 |
woods lived the yonghy | 3 |
sun made him brown | 3 |
he purchased a wig | 3 |
old woman of smyrna | 3 |
but he screeched to | 3 |
every now and then | 3 |
sharpened his nails with | 3 |
two superincumbent confidential cucumbers | 3 |
sit on my bonnet | 3 |
so he sat on | 3 |
and danced upon their | 3 |
hastened to their side | 3 |
but they all ate | 3 |
to encourage this bird | 3 |
distressed that old man | 3 |
welcome to sit on | 3 |
and shore till i | 3 |
whose face was distorted | 3 |
by that lady of | 3 |
whose conduct was painful | 3 |
old man with an | 3 |
originally made and composed | 3 |
they tore off his | 3 |
he fed twenty sons | 3 |
on the towering heights | 3 |
he was always there | 3 |
wing we dance around | 3 |
stupid old man of | 3 |
killed with a thump | 3 |
the visibly vicious vulture | 3 |
nonsense by edward lear | 3 |
sleeves in a trice | 3 |
his wife making a | 3 |
stables and hovels and | 3 |
the most beneficent and | 3 |
with a delicate sound | 3 |
was mixed up in | 3 |
old person whose habits | 3 |
day turned out fine | 3 |
if we only live | 3 |
a sarpint ran into | 3 |
leg to read homer | 3 |
aid of some oil | 3 |
beat on the rocky | 3 |
jones more dorkings send | 3 |
when he came to | 3 |
night he was always | 3 |
the woods lived the | 3 |
waistcoat was spotted with | 3 |
and innocent of all | 3 |
him out with a | 3 |
refreshed that old man | 3 |
and escaped from the | 3 |
shoes are of leather | 3 |
invidious old man of | 3 |
silent sea fled the | 3 |
observed all the ruins | 3 |
a somewhat plumdomphious manner | 3 |
dolorous man of cape | 3 |
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playing a pipe with | 3 |
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to sit on my | 3 |
who made a promiscuous | 3 |
wanders still by lake | 3 |
old lady whose folly | 3 |
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so wild and shingly | 3 |
and hovels and doors | 3 |
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stand on long bare | 3 |
luminous lamp within suspended | 3 |
him with mingled affection | 3 |
a strong sense of | 3 |
daily and nightly sang | 3 |
perfectly made and complete | 3 |
holes all round to | 3 |
tongs made a clatter | 3 |
broke most of his | 3 |
who was always polite | 3 |
he built a balloon | 3 |
screen from bad weather | 3 |
from the people of | 3 |
i am half so | 3 |
have married a black | 3 |
the air are welcome | 3 |
was suddenly seized with | 3 |
young lady whose eyes | 3 |
but nobody answers this | 3 |
the echoing sound of | 3 |
distracted that virulent bull | 3 |
perceiving their anger with | 3 |
was perfectly made and | 3 |
they all ate so | 3 |
the voyage is long | 3 |
are smooth and gray | 3 |
tore up his shirt | 3 |
mendacious old person of | 3 |
the turtle bore him | 3 |
was troubled with horrible | 3 |
they hastened to their | 3 |
he slept on a | 3 |
made a promiscuous oration | 3 |
while the whole party | 3 |
from the boat was | 3 |
will feed you with | 3 |
before they went back | 3 |
she put it to | 3 |
hurried off towards the | 3 |
see them safely back | 3 |
miss shovel together they | 3 |
sat on a horse | 3 |
escaped from the people | 3 |
blue bottles contained a | 3 |
stocks by the beadle | 3 |
they passed the night | 3 |
who gave all his | 3 |
broom and the shovel | 3 |
prevent the wind from | 3 |
who saw them go | 3 |
till he cut off | 3 |
proportions and painted red | 3 |
day he wanders still | 3 |
in time for tea | 3 |
chorus they daily and | 3 |
back to his house | 3 |
to those shores one | 3 |
he relinquished those habits | 3 |
down with a pin | 3 |
and little by little | 3 |
the ivory ibis starlike | 3 |
danced upon their heads | 3 |
spark with silvery rays | 3 |
nose and his knees | 3 |
sail away with a | 3 |
purple nullahs threw their | 3 |
so the coachman drove | 3 |
pigs came again and | 3 |
in circlets all night | 3 |
the stocks by the | 3 |
i will scratch it | 3 |
that derry down derry | 3 |
tree on the flowery | 3 |
sitting where the pumpkins | 3 |
in a crystal cloud | 3 |
i flee from this | 3 |
he wore over all | 3 |
sweetly susceptible blue color | 3 |
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the sky is dark | 3 |
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a loaf of brown | 3 |
to be ready in | 3 |
by a valued friend | 3 |
biscuits to keep it | 3 |
was quite fluffy and | 3 |
he sate on the | 3 |
and on an accurately | 3 |
door was partially closed | 3 |
ran over his neck | 3 |
scrape up the coals | 3 |
they toddled round and | 3 |
to the plaintive pipe | 3 |
nasty old man of | 3 |
down with his poker | 3 |
for some hot buttered | 3 |
whose conduct was very | 3 |
part of which were | 3 |
till he died of | 3 |
did the turtle swiftly | 3 |
hat may blow away | 3 |
of his pancaky coat | 3 |
in wild festoons hung | 3 |
had more than a | 3 |
large bonnet for walking | 3 |
horrid cummerbunds should come | 3 |
twinkling tore up his | 3 |
unfortunate lady of clare | 3 |
but he lost her | 3 |
daughter was christened euphemia | 3 |
large flies did annoy | 3 |
dorking hens she moans | 3 |
that nasty old man | 3 |
though split quite in | 3 |
the early pumpkins grow | 3 |
shut his wife up | 3 |
apes seized his girdle | 3 |
all round to send | 3 |
rays piercing the coal | 3 |
they wrote these words | 3 |
verses by edward lear | 3 |
then his jumbly girl | 3 |
when awful darkness and | 3 |
seek by lake and | 3 |
homeward as fast as | 3 |
whispered to each other | 3 |
a cheerful bumpy sound | 3 |
came untied when the | 3 |
coals with a delicate | 3 |
speedily flew at his | 3 |
they be soon upset | 3 |
horse when he reared | 3 |
old jug without a | 3 |
rounded space it ended | 3 |
a book of nonsense | 3 |
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spite of all their | 3 |
but seeks in vain | 3 |
though your hat may | 3 |
they each sang a | 3 |
quarters of an hour | 3 |
in a twinkling tore | 3 |
round in our sieve | 3 |
by which they could | 3 |
a similar dress any | 3 |
the wail of the | 3 |
happily passed those days | 3 |
fell in love with | 3 |
capricious young lady of | 3 |
the sun sinks slowly | 3 |
will sit on this | 3 |
give to their puppies | 3 |
they found it was | 3 |
that wayward old man | 3 |
who fell into a | 3 |
that remarkable man with | 3 |
which broke most of | 3 |
warmth of whose skins | 3 |
when all at once | 3 |
above the wail of | 3 |
their branches far and | 3 |
big as the bush | 3 |
and those who watch | 3 |
in going down an | 3 |
every long street and | 3 |
day and night he | 3 |
when he heard a | 3 |
out of my head | 3 |
about with a bandage | 3 |
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there by the side | 3 |
it gleaming goes a | 3 |
up half of his | 3 |
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the woods and the | 3 |
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they put on the | 3 |
where last her form | 3 |
may hear the squeak | 3 |
for the jumblies came | 3 |
continued to bother and | 3 |
whose soup was excessively | 3 |
choked that horrid old | 3 |
came to those shores | 3 |
o shovely so lovely | 3 |
birds sate upon it | 3 |
whose face was pervaded | 3 |
seemed to be somebody | 3 |
man with an owl | 3 |
a large barbary ape | 3 |
old man who supposed | 3 |
her dobie to the | 3 |
not wear a similar | 3 |
and the beetle dined | 3 |
the flowery plain that | 3 |
with soft meloobious sound | 3 |
waistcoat and trowsers to | 3 |
nailed her dobie to | 3 |
sieve and a crockery | 3 |
took with her to | 3 |
seldom if ever did | 3 |
old man of kamschatka | 3 |
who hated all trouble | 3 |
whereon he ran home | 3 |
i can merely be | 3 |
come out to take | 3 |
money wrapped up in | 3 |
trees walking where the | 3 |
small children did pester | 3 |
they toddled to their | 3 |
who devoured that old | 3 |
which disgusted that man | 3 |
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devoured that old man | 3 |
my jumbly girl again | 3 |
wandered all the day | 3 |
isles of boshen still | 3 |
once possessed has quite | 3 |
in a sieve and | 3 |
in the most copious | 3 |
but only an incredibly | 3 |
who sharpened his nails | 3 |
over the syllabub sea | 3 |
drank when he was | 3 |
morbid old man of | 3 |
to sail so fast | 3 |
with a bandage stout | 3 |
who chiefly subsisted on | 3 |
wonderful person of sparta | 3 |
the boat was gazing | 3 |
in a small copper | 3 |
five sons and one | 3 |
birds fly down to | 3 |
the chimp and snipe | 3 |
he purchased some muffs | 3 |
old man in the | 3 |
and silvery goreewallahs flew | 3 |
a game of fives | 3 |
which they put in | 3 |
made a horrible creaking | 3 |
up the coals with | 3 |
still by lake and | 3 |
found she was tired | 3 |
a single lurid light | 3 |
a nose could be | 3 |
his sleeves in a | 3 |
that unhappy old man | 3 |
i will not wear | 3 |
as he bolted the | 3 |
that oracular lady of | 3 |
the housetops with screechings | 3 |
saw some land at | 3 |
young lady of hull | 3 |
he very soon went | 3 |
place for a snark | 3 |
the purple river rolls | 3 |
for stealing some pigs | 3 |
sieve they sailed so | 3 |
sat on a stool | 3 |
yet we never can | 3 |
always there by the | 3 |
declared she would never | 3 |
which may soften the | 3 |
her form was seen | 3 |
which concluded that person | 3 |
i perceive a young | 3 |
in the air are | 3 |
which agreed with that | 3 |
all sorts of beasticles | 3 |
and silent sea fled | 3 |
think we were rash | 3 |
in a volume bound | 3 |
his shoulders and knocked | 3 |
to carry that wonderful | 3 |
boys prigged the jujubes | 3 |
felt by all tartary | 3 |
young lady of lucca | 3 |
you heed my complaint | 3 |
where the oblong oysters | 3 |
the little mice ran | 3 |
he fed them on | 3 |
whose daughter was christened | 3 |
on one leg to | 3 |
and played several tunes | 3 |
he played day and | 3 |
this coast so wild | 3 |
of which he inserted | 3 |
abject happiness to be | 3 |
me by a valued | 3 |
who rushed down the | 3 |
the jumblies came in | 3 |
put in a dish | 3 |
pass all your life | 3 |
fastened it down with | 3 |
that surprising old man | 3 |
but they called out | 3 |
life in that box | 3 |
i will feed you | 3 |
the coachman drove homeward | 3 |
hated all trouble and | 3 |
which were originally made | 3 |
a large white wig | 3 |
a sieve and a | 3 |
they sought in vain | 3 |
sound of each sweep | 3 |
roaring ocean did the | 3 |
which astonished that girl | 3 |
amused that old person | 3 |
a small copper pot | 3 |
housetops with screechings descend | 3 |
and the voyage is | 3 |
going down an alley | 3 |
made a remarkable curtsey | 3 |
so he very soon | 3 |
ever as onward it | 3 |
gave him a hatchet | 3 |
unhappy old man in | 3 |
and at eve we | 3 |
and cured that old | 3 |
he paid several cousins | 3 |
shall have my chairs | 3 |
lay a large and | 3 |
as they trace the | 3 |
ever keeping his weary | 3 |
ended with a luminous | 3 |
shirt was made up | 3 |
she purchased some clogs | 3 |
so they set him | 3 |
suddenly married a quaker | 3 |
borascible person of bangor | 3 |
length of its ears | 3 |
invented a purely original | 3 |
by the aid of | 3 |
wail of the chimp | 3 |
dogs in a twinkling | 3 |
stones sits the lady | 3 |
polite to all ladies | 3 |
nonsense verses by edward | 3 |
still roams the dong | 3 |
deluded old man of | 3 |
a very fast walker | 3 |
was scroobious and wily | 3 |
whose conduct grew friskier | 3 |
the cheerful jumblies staid | 3 |
the fat dogs in | 3 |
was bordered by evanescent | 3 |
so grateful for my | 3 |
rushed down the strand | 3 |
always polite to all | 3 |
my jug without a | 3 |
with jam for a | 3 |
prigged the jujubes and | 3 |
threw their branches far | 3 |
was painful and silly | 3 |
years ago the dong | 3 |
copious and rural harmony | 3 |
shall i flee from | 3 |
who painted his face | 3 |
sought in vain for | 3 |
young bird in this | 3 |
she took with her | 3 |
she very soon went | 3 |
who embellished his nose | 3 |
edward lear illustration contents | 3 |
him a wondrous nose | 3 |
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nose with a ring | 3 |
the poker and tongs | 3 |
them out of the | 3 |
sail on the far | 3 |
she ran up a | 3 |
would be my life | 3 |
i have pulled day | 3 |
there he heard a | 3 |
by edward lear with | 3 |
plaintive pipe of the | 3 |
my nose is too | 3 |
by edward lear author | 3 |
an end of my | 3 |
the sound of each | 3 |
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trowsers to give to | 3 |
that man with a | 3 |
and night he was | 3 |
he took off his | 3 |
passed the night in | 3 |
large fish without scales | 3 |
sit on this stile | 3 |
will not wear a | 3 |
have my chairs and | 3 |
black in the face | 3 |
an ancient he goat | 3 |
man on some rocks | 3 |
so the ducky and | 3 |
old person of mold | 3 |
rushed out of stables | 3 |
whose form was uncommonly | 3 |
hit you a bang | 3 |
but to make it | 3 |
sieve to sail so | 3 |
the calm and silent | 3 |
loud chords of a | 3 |
is four times as | 3 |
grow dark and brown | 3 |