Hodge. Gog's soul, man, chould give a crown, chad it but three stitches.
Diccon. How sayest thou, Hodge? what should he have, again thy needle got?
Hodge. By m' father's soul, and chad it, chould give him a new groat.
Diccon. Canst thou keep counsel in this case?
Hodge. Else chwold my tongue were out.
Diccon. Do thou[212] but then by my advice, and I will fetch it without doubt.
Hodge. Chill run, chill ride, chill dig, chill delve,
Chill toil, chill trudge, shalt see;
Chill hold, chill draw, chill pull, chill pinch,