Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Grumio. There was no Linke to colour Peters hat,
Grumio. And Walters dagger was not come from sheathing:
Grumio. There were none fine, but Adam, Rafe, and Gregory,
Grumio. The rest were ragged, old, and beggerly,
Grumio. Yet as they are, heere are they come to meete you.
Pet. Pet.
Pet. Go rascals, go, and fetch my supper in.
Pet. Ex. Ser.
Pet. Where is the life that late I led?
Pet. Where are those? Sit downe Kate,
Pet. And welcome. Soud, soud, soud, soud.
Pet. Enter seruants with supper.
Pet. Why when I say? Nay good sweete Kate be merrie.
Pet. Off with my boots, you rogues: you villaines, when?
Pet. It was the Friar of Orders gray,
Pet. As he forth walked on his way.
Pet. Out you rogue, you plucke my foote awrie,
Pet. Take that, and mend the plucking of the other.
Pet. Be merrie Kate: Some water heere: what hoa.
Pet. Enter one with water.