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Hodge.
Hodge
Sym glouer yet gramercy, cham meetlye well sped now,
Thart euen as good a felow as euer kyste a cowe,
Here is a thynge in dede, by ye 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,


Hays lent me here his naull, to set the gyb forward,
As for my Gammers neele, the flyenge feyud 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.