295.

FIDDLE-DE-DEE, fiddle-de-dee,

The fly shall marry the humble-bee.
They went to the church, and married was she,
The fly has married the humble-bee.

296.

HEY, dorolot, dorolot!

Hey, dorolay, dorolay!

Hey, my bonny boat, bonny boat,
Hey, drag away, drag away!

297.

A CAT came fiddling out of a barn,
With a pair of bagpipes under her arm;
She could sing nothing but fiddle cum fee,
The mouse has married the humble-bee;
Pipe, cat, dance, mouse,

We'll have a wedding at our good house.

298.

HEY! diddle diddle,

The cat and the fiddle,

The cow jumped over the moon;

The little dog laugh'd

To see such craft,

While the dish ran after the spoon.

299.

COME dance a jig
To my Granny's pig,
With a raudy, rowdy, dowdy;
Came dance a jig

To my Granny's pig,

And pussy-cat shall crowdy.

300.

DOODLEDY, doodledy, doodledy, dan,
I'll have a piper to be my good man;
And if I get less meat, I shall get game,
Doodledy, doodledy, doodledy, dan.

301.

PUSSICAT, wussicat, with a white foot,
When is your wedding? for I'll come to 't.
The beer's to brew, the bread's to bake.
Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, don't be too late.

302.

DING, dong, darrow,

The cat and the sparrow;
The little dog has burnt his tail,

And he shall be hang'd to-morrow.

303.

LITTLE Dicky Dilver

Had a wife of silver.

He took a stick and broke her back,
And sold her to the miller;

The miller wouldn't have her,
So he threw her in the river.

304.

To market, to market, to buy a fat pig,
Home again, home again, dancing a jig;
Ride to the market to buy a fat hog,
Home again, home again, jiggety-jog.

305.

RUMPTY-IDDITY, row, row, row,

If I had a good supper, I could eat it now.

306.

(Magotty-pie is given in MS. Lansd. 1033, fol. 2, as a Wiltshire word for a magpie. See also "Macbeth," act iii. sc. 4. The same term occurs in the dictionaries of Hollyband, Cotgrave, and Minsheu.)

ROUND about, round about,

Magotty-pie,

My father loves good ale,

And so do I.

As I was going up Pippin-hill, Pippin-hill was dirty,

There I met a pretty miss, And she dropt me a curtsey.

Little miss, pretty miss,
Blessings light upon you!
If I had half-a-crown a day,
I'd spend it all on you.

308.

TOMMY TROт, a man of law,
Sold his bed and lay upon straw:
Sold the straw and slept on grass,
To buy his wife a looking-glass.

309.

"JOHN, come sell thy fiddle,
And buy thy wife a gown."
"No, I'll not sell my fiddle,
For ne'er a wife in town."

310.

Up hill and down dale;
Butter is made in every vale;
And if that Nancy Cook
Is a good girl,

She shall have a spouse,

And make butter anon,
Before her old grandmother
Grows a young man.

311.

ROWLEY POLEY, pudding and pie,

Kissed the girls and made them cry;

When the girls begin to cry,

Rowley Poley runs away.