Hodge. By m' fay, sir, that ye shall,
What matter soever here was done, ich can tell your maship:
My Gammer Gurton here, see now,
Sat her down at this door, see now,
And as she began to stir her, see now,
Her nee'le fell in the floor, see now,
And while her staff she took, see now,
At Gib her cat to fling, see now,
Her nee'le was lost in the floor, see now;
Is not this a wondrous thing, see now?