"Bid maudlin lay the cloth, take up the meat; Look how she stirres; you sullen elfe, you _callett_, Is this the haste you make?" --_Englishmen for my Money_, 1631.--_O. G._ See other instances in Dr Grey's "Notes on Shakspeare," vol. ii., p. 41. [240] _Slygh._--First edition. [241] _Slepe not you gere._--First edition. [242] Pebble-stones. A _cobble_ in the north signifies a _pebble_. To _cobble_ is to throw stones. See Ray.--_S._ [243] By nature.--_S._ [244] This passage evidently shows that music playing between the acts was introduced in the earliest of our dramatic entertainments. THE THIRD ACT. THE FIRST SCENE. HODGE. Sim Glover, yet gramercy! cham meetly well-sped now, Th 'art even as good a fellow as ever kiss'd a cow. Here is a thong[245] indeed, by the mass, though ich speak it, Tom Tankard's great bald curtal,[246] I think, could not break it. And when he spied my need to be so straight and hard, Hase lent me here his nawl to set the gib forward.[247] As for my gammer's nee'le the flying fiend go wi' it, Chill not now go to the door again with it to meet. Chould make shift good enough, and chad a candle's end: The chief hole in my breech with these two chill amend. THE THIRD ACT. THE SECOND SCENE. GAMMER, HODGE. GAMMER. How, Hodge! may'st now be glad, cha news to tell thee, Ich know who hase my nee'le, ich trust soon shall it see. HODGE. The devil thou does; hast heard, gammer, indeed, or dost but jest? GAMMER. Tis as true as steel, Hodge. HODGE. Why, knowest well where didst lese it? GAMMER. Ich know who found it, and took it up: shalt see, ere it be long. HODGE. God's mother dear, if that be true, farewell both nawl and thong! But who hase it, gammer, say? one chould fain hear it disclosed. GAMMER. That false vixen, that same dame Chat, that counts herself so honest. HODGE. Who told you so? GAMMER. That same did Diccon the bedlam, which saw it done. HODGE. Diccon! it is a vengeable knave, gammer, 'tis a bonable[248] whoreson, Can do mo things than that, els cham deceived evil: By the mass, ich saw him of late call up a great black devil. O, the knave cried _ho, ho_! he roared and he thundered, And ye 'ad been here, cham sure you 'ld murrainly ha' wondered. GAMMER. Was not thou afraid, Hodge, to see him in this place? HODGE. No, and chad come to me, chould have laid him on the face, Chould have promised him. GAMMER. But, Hodge, had he no horns to push? HODGE. As long as your two arms. Saw ye never Friar Rush Painted on a cloth with a side-long cow's tail, And crooked cloven feet, and many a hooked nail? For all the world (if I should judge) chould reckon him his brother: Look, even what face Friar Rush[249] had, the devil had such another.