Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hor. Hor.
Hor. Petruchio, shall I then come roundly to thee,
Hor. And wish thee to a shrew'd ill‑fauour'd wife?
Hor. Thou'dst thanke me but a little for my counsell:
Hor. And yet Ile promise thee she shall be rich,
Hor. And verie rich: but th'art too much my friend,
Hor. And Ile not wish thee to her.
Petr. Petr.
Petr. Signior Hortensio, 'twixt such friends as wee,
Petr. Few words suffice: and therefore, if thou know
Petr. One rich enough to be Petruchio's wife:
Petr. (As wealth is burthen of my woing dance)
Petr. Be she as foule as was Florentius Loue,
Petr. As old as Sibell, and as curst and shrow'd
Petr. As Socrates Zentippe, or a worse:
Petr. She moues me not, or not remoues at least
Petr. Affections edge in me. Were she is as rough
Petr. As are the swelling Adriaticke seas.
Petr. I come to wiue it wealthily in Padua:
Petr. If wealthily, then happily in Padua.