Page 1479 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1

First know my horse is tired, my master and mistress fallen out.

CURT IS

How?

GRUMIO

Out of their saddles into the dirt, and thereby [50] hangs a tale.

CURT IS

Let’s ha’t, good Grumio.

GRUMIO

Lend thine ear.

CURT IS

Here.

GRUMIO

There. [55]

[Strikes him.]

CURT IS

This ’tis to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.

GRUMIO

And therefore ’tis called a sensible tale; and this cuff was but to knock at
your ear and beseech listening. Now I begin. Imprimis, we came down a
foul hill, my master riding behind my mistress - [60]

CURT IS

Both of one horse?

GRUMIO

What’s that to thee?

CURT IS

Why, a horse.

GRUMIO