Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pet. Well, come my Kate, we will vnto your fathers,
Pet. Euen in these honest meane habiliments:
Pet. Our purses shall be proud, our garments poore:
Pet. For 'Tis the minde that makes the bodie rich.
Pet. And as the Sunne breakes through the darkest clouds,
Pet. So honor peereth in the meanest habit.
Pet. What is the Iay more precious then the Larke?
Pet. Because his feathers are more beautifull.
Pet. Or is the Adder better then the Eele,
Pet. Because his painted skin contents the eye.
Pet. Oh no good Kate: neither art thou the worse
Pet. For this poore furniture, and meane array.
Pet. If thou accountedst it shame, lay it on me,
Pet. And therefore frolicke, we will hence forthwith,
Pet. To feast and sport vs at thy fathers house,
Pet. Go call my men, and let vs straight to him,
Pet. And bring our horses vnto Long‑lane end,
Pet. There wil we mount, and thither walke on foote,
Pet. Let's see, I thinke 'tis now some seuen a clocke,
Pet. And well we may come there by dinner time.