When you're well, 'twill make you sick:
Tobacco wick! tobacco wick!
'Twill make you well when you are sick.
CCCLXIX.
[The following occurs in a MS. of the seventeenth century, in the Sloane Collection, the reference to which I have mislaid.]
The man in the wilderness asked me,
How many strawberries grew in the sea?
I answered him, as I thought good,
As many as red herrings grew in the wood.