Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kate. Kate.
Kate. I'faith sir, you shall neuer neede to feare,
Kate. I‑wis it is not halfe way to her heart:
Kate. But if it were, doubt not, her care should be,
Kate. To combe your noddle with a three‑legg'd stoole,
Kate. And paint your face, and vse you like a foole.
Hor. Hor.
Hor. From all such diuels, good Lord deliuer vs.
Gre. Gre.
Gre. And me too, good Lord.
Tra. Tra.
Tra. Husht master, heres some good pastime toward;
Tra. That wench is starke mad, or wonderfull froward.
Lucen. Lucen.
Lucen. But in the others silence do I see,
Lucen. Maids milde behauiour and sobrietie.
Lucen. Peace Tranio.
Tra. Well said MrMaster, mum, and gaze your fill.
Bap. Bap.