From Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border.

[404:2] "As by lot, God wot;" and then you know, "It came to pass, as most like it was."—Shakespeare: Hamlet, act ii. sc. 2.

[404:3]

Hey, Robin, Jolly Robin,

Tell me how thy lady does.

Shakespeare: Twelfth Night, act iv. sc. 2.

[404:4]

When griping grief heart doth wound,

And doleful dumps the mind oppress,

Then music with her silver sound.