Then they all wondered, and the harper told them how he had seen the princess lying drowned on the bank near the bonny mill-dams o’ Binnorie, and how he had afterwards made this harp out of her hair and breast-bone. Just then the harp began singing again, and this was what it sang out loud and clear:
“And there sits my sister who drownèd me
By the bonny mill-dams o’ Binnorie.”
And the harp snapped and broke, and never sang more.
Mouse and Mouser
The Mouse went to visit the Cat, and found her sitting behind the hall door, spinning.
MOUSE. What are you doing, my lady, my lady, What are you doing, my lady?
CAT ( sharply ). I’m spinning old breeches, good body, good body I’m spinning old breeches, good body.
MOUSE. Long may you wear them, my lady, my lady, Long may you wear them, my lady.
CAT ( gruffly ). I’ll wear’ em and tear ’em, good body, good body. I’ll wear ’em and tear ’em, good body.