Like snails did creep

A little out, and then,

As if they playéd at bo-peep,

Did soon draw in again.

were stolen (and spoilt in the stealing), from Sir John Suckling’s inimitable Ballad upon a Wedding:

Her feet beneath her petticoat,

Like little mice, stole in and out,

As if they feared the light:

But oh! she dances such a way!

No sun upon an Easter-day