. Nursery rhymes . King Philip was a warrior bold,Whose deeds are writ in records old;He through New Englands woods did roam,And sorrow brought to many a home. There was a lackey ran a race,When he ran fast, he ran apace. 6. Old father Moggridge is riding to mill,Through the thick bushes, and over thehill. Snail, snail, put out your horns,Ill give you bread and barleycorns. 62

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