Page 1517 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1

Feast with the best, and welcome to my house.
My banquet is to close our stomachs up
After our great good cheer. Pray you, sit down, [10]
For now we sit to chat as well as eat.

PET RUCHIO

Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat!

BAPT IST A

Padua affords this kindness, son Petruchio.

PET RUCHIO

Padua affords nothing but what is kind.

HORT ENSIO

For both our sakes I would that word were true. [15]

PET RUCHIO

Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his widow.

WIDOW

Then never trust me if I be afeard.

PET RUCHIO

You are very sensible, and yet you miss my sense.
I mean Hortensio is afeard of you.

WIDOW

He that is giddy thinks the world turns round. [20]

PET RUCHIO

Roundly replied.

KAT HERINA

Mistress, how mean you that?

WIDOW

Thus I conceive by him.