A ryght pithy, pleasaunt and merie comedie: intytuled Gammer gurtons nedle played on stage, not longe a go in Christes Colledge in Cambridge. Made by Mr. S. Mr. of Art.

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A ryght pithy, pleasaunt and merie comedie: intytuled Gammer gurtons nedle played on stage, not longe a go in Christes Colledge in Cambridge. Made by Mr. S. Mr. of Art.
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Imprynted at London :: In Fleetestreat beneth the Conduit at the signe of S. Iohn Enangelist [sic] by Thomas Colwell,
[1575]
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¶ The iii. Acte.

¶ The ii. Sceane.

Gammer. Hodge.
Gāmer
HOw Hodge, mayst nowe be glade, cha newes to tell thee Ich knowe who ais my neele, ich trust soone shalt it see
Hodge
¶ The deuyll thou does, hast hard gammer in deede, or doest but iest
Gāmer
¶ Tys as true as steele Hodge.
Hodge
¶ Why, knowest well where dydst leese it?
Gāmer
¶ Ich know who found it, and tooke it vp shalt see or it be longe.
Hodge
¶ Gods mother dere, if that be true, farwel both naule an thong But who hais it gammer say on: chould faine here it disclosed.
Gāmer
¶ That false fixen, that same dame Chat, that counts her selfe so honest.
Hodge
¶ Who tolde you so:
Gāmer
¶ That same did Diccon the bedlam, which saw it done.
Hodge
¶ Diccon: it is a vengeable knaue gammer, tis a bonable horsō, Can do mo things then that els cham deceyued euill: By the masse ich saw him of late cal vp a great blacke deuill, O the knaue cryed ho▪ ho, he roared and he thundred, And yead bene here, cham sure yould murrenly ha wondred.
Gāmer
¶ Was not thou afraide Hodge to see him in this place:
Hodge
¶ No, and chad come to me, chould haue laid him on the face, Chould haue promised him.
Gāmer
¶ But Hodge, had he no hornes to pushe:
Hodge
¶ As long as your two armes, saw ye neuer Fryer Rushe Painted on a cloth, with a side long cowes tayle: And crooked clouen feete, nd many a hoked nayle? For al the world (if I shuld iudg) chould recken him his brother Loke euen what face Frier Rush had, the deuil had such another
Gāmer
¶ New Iesus mercy hodg. did diccon in him bring:
Hodge
¶ Nay gammer (heare me speke) chil to you a greater thing, The deuil (when diccon had him, ich hard him wondrous weel)

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Sayd plainly (here before vs, that dame chat had your neele.
••••••mer
¶ They let vs go, and aske her wherfore she minds to kepe it, Seing 〈◊〉〈◊〉 know so much, tware a madnes now to slepe it.
Hodge
¶ Go to 〈◊〉〈◊〉 āmer see ye not where she stands in her doores Byd her geue you the neele, tys none of hers but yours.
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