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<strong>Gammer</strong> <strong>Gurton's</strong> <strong>Needle</strong> 27<br />
<strong>Gammer</strong>: It was my nee'le, Diccon, Ich wot; 1 for here, even by this post,<br />
Ich sat, what time as Ich up-start, and so my nee'le it lost! 2<br />
Who was it, lief 3 son? Speak, Ich pray thee, and quickly tell me that!<br />
Diccon: A subtle quean 4 as any in this town! Your neighbor here, Dame Chat.<br />
<strong>Gammer</strong>: Dame Chat, Diccon? Let me be gone! 'Chi'll thither in posthaste! 5<br />
[She rushes toward Dame Chat's house]<br />
Diccon: Take my counsel 6 yet or ye go, for fear you walk in waste! 7<br />
It is a murrion 8 crafty drab, 9 and froward to be pleased; 10<br />
And ye not take the better way, our needle yet ye lose it. 11<br />
For when she took it up, even here before your doors,<br />
"What, soft, Dame Chat," quoth I, "that same is none of yours!"<br />
"Avaunt!" 12 quoth she, "Sir Knave! What pratest thou of that I find? 13<br />
I would thou hadst kissed me I wot where!" – she meant, I know, behind.<br />
And home she went as brag 14 as it had been a body louse,<br />
[Diccon continues]<br />
And I after as bold as I had been the goodman of the house.<br />
But there and 15 ye had heard her how she began to scold –<br />
The tongue, it went on pattens, 16 by Him that Judas sold! 17<br />
Each other word, I was a knave, and you a whore of whores,<br />
Because I spoke in your behalf and said the needle was yours.<br />
<strong>Gammer</strong>: Gog's bread! And thinks the callet 18 thus to keep my nee'le me fro? 19<br />
Diccon: Let her alone, and she minds none other but even to dress you so! 20<br />
1<br />
Ich wot: I know it!<br />
2<br />
It was . . . lost!: It was my needle, Diccon, I know it; for here, right beside this post, I was sitting, until I jumped up and so<br />
lost my needle!<br />
3<br />
Lief: beloved, dear<br />
4<br />
Quean: slut, whore<br />
5<br />
'Chi'll thither in posthaste!: I'll rush straight in there! The mail – the post, in England – was entrusted to the fastest<br />
carriages. To go posthaste was to go at top speed.<br />
6<br />
Counsel: advice<br />
7<br />
Take my . . . waste!: Listen to my advice before you go inside, for fear you're wasting a trip!<br />
8<br />
Murrion: plagued, cursed<br />
9<br />
Drab: whore<br />
10<br />
Froward to be pleased: hard to satisfy, stubborn<br />
11<br />
And ye . . . it: If you don't take the better way, you'll lose your needle yet.<br />
12<br />
Avaunt: Get out of here!<br />
13<br />
What pratest . . . find? Why do you babble about what I've found?<br />
14<br />
Brag: arrogantly, briskly<br />
15<br />
And: if<br />
16<br />
Pattens: wooden shoes, which make a lot of clatter and noise<br />
17<br />
By Him…sold: By Christ (Judas sold out Jesus Christ for thirty pieces of silver)<br />
18<br />
Callet: cheap whore<br />
19<br />
Nee'le me fro?: needle from me?<br />
20<br />
Let her . . . so!: If you don't do something, that's just how she means to treat you!