Huggle

Little Musgrave and Lady Barnard, e.g. in William Allingham, The ballad book: a selection of the choicest British ballads, Sever and Francis, 1865, p. 269. Lie still, lie still, thou little Musgrave, | And huggle me from the cold; | 'tis nothing but a shepherds boy, | A-driving his sheep to fold.