A book for boys and girls, or, Country rhymes for childrenA book for boys and girls, or, Country rhimes for children

Nor do I blush, although I think some may Call me a Baby, 'cause I with them play: I do't to show them how each Fingle-fangle, On which they doting are, their Souls entangle, As with a Web, a Trap, a Gin, or Snare: And will destroy them, have they not a Care.

Nor do I blush, although I think some may Call me a Baby, 'cause I with them play: I do't to shew them how each Fingle-fangle, On which they doting are, their Souls entangle, As with a Web, a Trap, a Ginn, or Snare: And will destroy them, have they not a Care.

Paul seemed to play the Fool, that he might gain Those that were Fools indeed, if not in Grain. And did it by their things, that they might know Their emptiness, and might be brought unto What would them save from Sin and Vanity. A Noble Act, and full of Honesty.

Paul scem'd to play the Fool, that he might gain Those that were Fools indeed, if not in Grain. And did it by their things, that they might know Their emptiness, and might be brought unto What would them save from Sin and Vanity. A Noble Act, and full of Honesty.

Yet he, nor I would like them be in Vice, While by their Play-things, I would them entice, To mount their Thoughts from what are childish Toys, To Heaven, for that's prepared for Girls and Boys. Nor do I so confine my self to these, As to shun graver things, I seek to please, Those more composed with better things than Toys: Tho thus I would be catching Girls and Boys.

Yet he, nor I would like them be in Vice, While by their Play-things, I would them entice, To mount their Thoughts from what are childish Toys, To Heav'n, for that's prepar'd for Girls and Boys. Nor do I so confine my self to these, As to shun graver things, I seek to please, Those more compos'd with better things than Toys: Tho thus I would be catching Girls and Boys.