Then came the quean dame Chat, see now,
To ask for her black cup, see now:
And even here at this gate, see now,
She took that nee'le up, see now,
My gammer then she yede,[275] see now,
Her nee'le again to bring, see now,
And was caught by the head, see now;
Is not this a wondrous thing, see now?
She tare my gammer's coat, see now,
And scratched her by the face, see now,