Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kate. Confounds thy fame, as whirlewinds shake faire budds,
Kate. And in no sence is meete or amiable.
Kate. A woman mou'd, is like a fountaine troubled,
Kate. Muddie, ill seeming, thicke, bereft of beautie,
Kate. And while it is so, none so dry or thirstie
Kate. Will daigne to sip, or touch one drop of it.
Kate. Thy husband is thy Lord, thy life, thy keeper,
Kate. Thy head, thy soueraigne: One that cares for thee,
Kate. And for thy maintenance. Commits his body
Kate. To painfull labour, both by sea and land:
Kate. To watch the night in stormes, the day in cold,
Kate. Whil'st thou ly'st warme at home, secure and safe,
Kate. And craues no other tribute at thy hands,
Kate. But loue, faire lookes, and true obedience;
Kate. Too little payment for so great a debt.
Kate. Such dutie as the subiect owes the Prince,
Kate. Euen such a woman oweth to her husband:
Kate. And when she is froward, peeuish, sullen, sowre,
Kate. And not obedient to his honest will,
Kate. What is she but a foule contending Rebell,