Nursery Rhyme. CCCLXXV. Paradoxes.

My true love lives far from me,                 Perrie, Merrie, Dixie, Dominie.         Many a rich present he sends to me,                 Petrum, Partrum, Paradise, Temporie,                 Perrie, Merrie, Dixie, Dominie.         He sent me a goose, without a bone;         He sent me a cherry, without a stone.                                                     Petrum, & c.         He sent me a Bible, no man could read;         He sent me a blanket, without a thread.                                                     Petrum, & c.         How could there be a goose without a bone?         How could there be a cherry without a stone?                                                     Petrum, & c.         How could there be a Bible no man could read?         How could there be a blanket without a thread?                                                     Petrum, & c.         When the goose is in the egg-shell, there is no bone;         When the cherry is in the blossom, there is no stone.                                                     Petrum, & c.         When ye Bible is in ye press no man it can read;         When ye wool is on ye sheep's back, there is no thread.                                                     Petrum, & c.