We'll draw cuts for the senior: till then lead thou first.

Not I, sir; you are my elder.

There is a fat friend at your master's house,
That kitchen'd me for you to-day at dinner:
She now shall be my sister, not my wife.

Your goods that lay at host, sir, in the Centaur.

Master, shall I fetch your stuff from shipboard?

O, my old master! who hath bound him here?

I, sir, am Dromio; command him away.

Run, master, run; for God's sake, take a house!
This is some priory. In, or we are spoil'd!

Faith, stay here this night; they will surely do us
no harm: you saw they speak us fair, give us gold:
methinks they are such a gentle nation that, but for
the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of
me, I could find in my heart to stay here ...

She that would be your wife now ran from you.

'Fly pride,' says the peacock: mistress, that you know.

Some devils ask but the parings of one's nail,
A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin,
A nut, a cherry-stone;
But she, more covetous, would have a chain.
Master, be wise: an if you give it her,
The devil will shake her chain and fright us ...

Marry, he must have a long spoon that must eat with
the devil.

Master, if you do, expect spoon-meat; or bespeak a
long spoon.

Nay, she is worse, she is the devil's dam; and here
she comes in the habit of a light wench: and thereof
comes that the wenches say 'God damn me;' that's as
much to say 'God make me a light wench.' It is
written, they appear to men ...

Master, is this Mistress Satan?

Why, sir, I brought you word an hour since that the
bark Expedition put forth to-night; and then were
you hindered by the sergeant, to tarry for the hoy
Delay. Here are the angels that you sent for to
deliver you.

Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band, he that brings
any man to answer it that breaks his band; one that
thinks a man always going to bed, and says, 'God
give you good rest!'

No? why, 'tis a plain case: he that went, like a
bass-viol, in a case of leather; the man, sir,
that, when gentlemen are tired, gives them a sob
and 'rests them; he, sir, that takes pity on decayed
men and gives them suits of durance; he that sets up ...

Not that Adam that kept the Paradise but that Adam
that keeps the prison: he that goes in the calf's
skin that was killed for the Prodigal; he that came
behind you, sir, like an evil angel, and bid you
forsake your liberty.

Master, here's the gold you sent me for. What, have
you got the picture of old Adam new-apparelled?

Time is a very bankrupt, and owes more than he's
worth, to season.
Nay, he's a thief too: have you not heard men say
That Time comes stealing on by night and day?
If Time be in debt and theft, and a sergeant in the way,
Hath he ...

O, yes; if any hour meet a sergeant, a' turns back for
very fear.

No, no, the bell: 'tis time that I were gone:
It was two ere I left him, and now the clock
strikes one.

Not on a band, but on a stronger thing;
A chain, a chain! Do you not hear it ring?

I know not at whose suit he is arrested well;
But he's in a suit of buff which 'rested him, that can I tell.
Will you send him, mistress, redemption, the money in his desk?

I do not know the matter: he is 'rested on the case.

No, he's in Tartar limbo, worse than hell.
A devil in an everlasting garment hath him;
One whose hard heart is button'd up with steel;
A fiend, a fury, pitiless and rough;
A wolf, nay, worse, a fellow all in buff;
A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that
countermands ...

By running fast.

Here! go; the desk, the purse! sweet, now, make haste.

To Adriana! that is where we dined,
Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband:
She is too big, I hope, for me to compass.
Thither I must, although against my will,
For servants must their masters' minds fulfil.

You sent me for a rope's end as soon:
You sent me to the bay, sir, for a bark.

A ship you sent me to, to hire waftage.

Master, there is a bark of Epidamnum
That stays but till her owner comes aboard,
And then, sir, she bears away. Our fraughtage, sir,
I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought
The oil, the balsamum and aqua-vitae.
The ship is in her trim; the merry wind
Blows fair ...

As from a bear a man would run for life,
So fly I from her that would be my wife.

Oh, sir, I did not look so low. To conclude, this
drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me, call'd me
Dromio; swore I was assured to her; told me what
privy marks I had about me, as, the mark of my
shoulder, the mole in my neck, the great ...

Oh, sir, upon her nose all o'er embellished with
rubies, carbuncles, sapphires, declining their rich
aspect to the hot breath of Spain; who sent whole
armadoes of caracks to be ballast at her nose.

Faith, I saw it not; but I felt it hot in her breath.

I looked for the chalky cliffs, but I could find no
whiteness in them; but I guess it stood in her chin,
by the salt rheum that ran between France and it.

In her forehead; armed and reverted, making war
against her heir.

I found it by the barrenness; hard in the palm of the hand.

Marry, in her buttocks: I found it out by the bogs.

No longer from head to foot than from hip to hip:
she is spherical, like a globe; I could find out
countries in her.

Nell, sir; but her name and three quarters, that's
an ell and three quarters, will not measure her from
hip to hip.

No, sir, 'tis in grain; Noah's flood could not do it.

Swart, like my shoe, but her face nothing half so
clean kept: for why, she sweats; a man may go over
shoes in the grime of it.

Marry, sir, she's the kitchen wench and all grease;
and I know not what use to put her to but to make a
lamp of her and run from her by her own light. I
warrant, her rags and the tallow in them will burn a
Poland winter: if ...

A very reverent body; ay, such a one as a man may
not speak of without he say 'Sir-reverence.' I have
but lean luck in the match, and yet is she a
wondrous fat marriage.

Marry sir, such claim as you would lay to your
horse; and she would have me as a beast: not that, I
being a beast, she would have me; but that she,
being a very beastly creature, lays claim to me.

Marry, sir, besides myself, I am due to a woman; one
that claims me, one that haunts me, one that will have me.