There was a lady loved a swine,
Honey, quoth she,
Pig-hog, wilt thou be mine?
" Hoogh," quoth he.
I 'll build thee a silver stye,
Honey, quoth she;
And in it thou shalt lie ;
" Hoogh!'' quoth he.
Pinned with a silver pin,
Honey, quoth she,
That thou mayst go out and in;
" Hoogh !' : quoth he.
Wilt thou now have me,
Honey? quoth she;
"Hoogh, hoogh, hoogh! quoth he,
And went his way.