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SHAKESPEARE’S GARDEN 
But see, while idly I stood looking on, 
I found the effect of love in idleness. 
I- i* 155 . 
And do you tell me of a woman’s tongue, 
That gives not half so great a blow to hear 
As will a chestnut in a farmer’s fire ? 
Tush, tush! fear boys with bugs. 
I. ii. 208. 
Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you ? 
Pet . I pray you do. I will attend her here, 
And woo her with some spirit when she comes. 
Say that she rail; why, then I’ll tell her plain 
She sings as sweetly as a nightingale: 
Say that she frown: I’ll say she looks as clear 
As morning roses newly washed with dew : 
Say she be mute and will not speak a word ; 
Then I’ll commend her volubility, 
And say she uttereth piercing eloquence. 
II. i. 168. 
Pet. Nay, come, Kate, come ; you must not look so sour. 
Kath. It is my fashion, when I see a crab. 
Pet. Why, here’s no crab; and therefore look not sour. 
II. i. 229. 
Why does the world report that Kate doth limp ? 
O slanderous world ! Kate like the hazel-twig 
Is straight and slender and as brown in hue 
As hazel nuts and sweeter than the kernels. 
O ! let me see thee walk : thou dost not halt. 
II. i. 254. 
In ivory coffers I have stuffed my crowns; 
In cypress chests my arras counterpoints 
Costly apparel, tents, and canopies, 
Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss’d with pearl, 
Valance of Venice gold in needlework. 
II. i. 352. 
Pet. Grumio, my horse. 
Gru. Ay, sir, they be ready: the oats have eaten the 
horses. 
III. ii. 206. 
Where’s the cook ? Is supper ready, the house trimmed, 
rushes strewed, cobwebs swept; the serving-men in their new 
fustian, their white stockings, and every officer his wedding- 
