1 Madam, undress you, and come now to bed.
2 Go by, Saint Jeronimy, go to thy cold bed and warm thee.
3 Were he not warm'd with ale, This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly.
4 Take him up gently, and to bed with him, And each one to his office when he wakes.
5 Ay, and the time seems thirty unto me, Being all this time abandon'd from your bed.
6 I am agreed; and would I had given him the best horse in Padua to begin his wooing, that would thoroughly woo her, wed her, and bed her, and rid the house of her.
7 Marry, so I mean, sweet Katherine, in thy bed; And therefore, setting all this chat aside, Thus in plain terms: your father hath consented That you shall be my wife your dowry 'greed on; And will you, nill you, I will marry you.'
8 Thrice noble lord, let me entreat of you To pardon me yet for a night or two; Or, if not so, until the sun be set: For your physicians have expressly charg'd, In peril to incur your former malady, That I should yet absent me from your bed: I hope this reason stands for my excuse.