_Hodge._ Sym Glover, yet gramercy! cham meetlye well sped now,
Thart even as good a felow as ever kyste a cowe!
Here is a thonge[695] in dede, by the masse, though ich speake it;
Tom Tankards great bald curtal, I thinke, could not breake it!
And when he spyed my neede to be so straight and hard, Cii
Hays lent me here his naull,[696] to set the gyb forward,[697] 6
As for my gammers neele, the flyenge feynd go weete!
Chill not now go to the doore againe with it to meete.
Chould make shyfte good inough and chad a candels ende;
The cheefe hole in my breeche with these two chil amende. 10
The iii. Acte. The ii Sceane.