By the moone we sport and play,
        With the night begins our day:
        As we daunce the deaw doth fall,
        Trip it little urchins all:
        Lightly as the little Bee,
        Two by two, and three by three:
        And about go we, and about go wee.
        
        I do come about the coppes,
        Leaping upon the flowers toppes:
        Then I get upon a flie,
        Shee carried me above the skie:
        And trip and goe.
        
        When a deaw drop falleth downe,
        And doth light upon my crowne,
        Then I shake my head and skip,
        And about I trip.
        Two by two, and three by three:
        And about go we, and about go wee.

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