NURSERY RHYMES. IIe saw a cross fellow who was beating an ass, Heavy laden with pots, pans, dishes, and glass; He took out his pipe and played them a tune, And the jackass's load was lightened full soon. MARY, MARY, QUITE CONTRARY. Mary, Mary, quite contrary, Silver bells and cockle-shells, And columbines all of a row. MARY HAD A PRETTY BIRD. Mary had a pretty bird, Feathers bright and yellow, Slender legs-upon my word |