Nosie

Oh! how his little nosie / Is wet with morning dew, / From yonder garden posey / Of pansy blossoms blue.

You are my little honey Rosie, / Though freckled be your little nosie.

Say, every time that little Jane daubed some whitewash on her little nosie, she gave that grandstand the squints.

I think I will do as much for my friends as almost anyone you can find, but I won’t wipe their little nosies, take them to the little room where one goes all alone, or kiss them lovingly before [they go to bed(?)]

“And we don’t like little kiddywinks poking their little nosies in, disturbing us.”

Look how dry their poor little nosies are.