1 Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me.
2 Madam, undress you, and come now to bed.
3 I am glad he's come, howsoe'er he comes.
4 Come, come, you wasp; i faith, you are too angry.
5 Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look so sour.
6 I'll not budge an inch, boy: let him come, and kindly.
7 Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste, And every day I cannot come to woo.
8 Sirrah, come hither: 'tis no time to jest, And therefore frame your manners to the time.'
9 Well, you are come to me in happy time, The rather for I have some sport in hand Wherein your cunning can assist me much.
10 Why, sir, you know this is your wedding-day: First were we sad, fearing you would not come; Now sadder, that you come so unprovided.
11 Pisa, renowned for grave citizens, Gave me my being and my father first, A merchant of great traffic through the world, Vincentio, come of the Bentivolii.
12 If, Biondello, thou wert come ashore, We could at once put us in readiness, And take a lodging fit to entertain Such friends as time in Padua shall beget.
13 Tell me thy mind; for I have Pisa left And am to Padua come as he that leaves A shallow plash to plunge him in the deep, And with satiety seeks to quench his thirst.
14 Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear; Sufficeth I am come to keep my word, Though in some part enforced to digress; Which at more leisure I will so excuse As you shall well be satisfied withal.
15 But come; since this bar in law makes us friends, it shall be so far forth friendly maintained, till by helping Baptista's eldest daughter to a husband, we set his youngest free for a husband, and then have to't afresh.
16 But in a few, Signior Hortensio, thus it stands with me: Antonio, my father, is deceas'd, And I have thrust myself into this maze, Haply to wive and thrive as best I may; Crowns in my purse I have, and goods at home, And so am come abroad to see the world.
17 Your honour's players, hearing your amendment, Are come to play a pleasant comedy; For so your doctors hold it very meet, Seeing too much sadness hath congeal'd your blood, And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy: Therefore they thought it good you hear a play, And frame your mind to mirth and merriment, Which bars a thousand harms and lengthens life.
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