Ptr..r..r..ing--twing--twang--prut--trut----'tis a cursed bad fiddle. --Do you know whether my fiddle's in tune or no? --trut..prut.. --They should be _fifths_. ----'Tis wickedly strung--tr...a.e.i.o.u.-twang. --The bridge is a mile too high, and the sound post absolutely down, --else--trut . . prut--hark! 'tis not so bad a tone. --Diddle diddle, diddle diddle, diddle diddle, dum. There is nothing in playing before good judges, --but there's a man there--no--not him with the bundle under his arm--the grave man in black. --'Sdeath! 
Ptr..r..r..ing - twing - twang - prut - trut - 'tis a cursed bad fiddle. Is it in tune or no? trut, prut - They should be fifths. 'Tis wickedly strung - twang. - The bridge is a mile too high - trut, prut - hark! 'tis not so bad a tone.
Diddle diddle, diddle diddle, diddle diddle, dum. There is no problem in playing before good judges, but there's a man there - the grave man in black - 'Sdeath! 