“I freely told you, all the wealth I hadRan in my veins, I was a gentleman.”

“What, with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again,Good Kate; I am a gentleman.”

“Madam, you have bereft me of all words,Only my blood speaks to you in my veins,”

“Lady you berfet me of all words,/Only my blood speaks to you in my veins,/ And there is such confusion in my powers.”

“For thy sweet love remembr'd such wealth bringsThat then, I scorn to change my state with kings.”

“They are but beggars that can count their worth; But my true love is grown to such excess I cannot sum up half of my wealth.”

“Come, come, you wasp; i' faith, you are too angry.Katherine: If I be waspish, best beware my sting.Petruchio: My remedy is then, to pluck it out.Katherine: Ay, if the fool could find where it lies.Petruchio: Who knows not where a wasp does wear his sting? In his tail.Katherine: In his tongue.Petruchio: Whose tongue?Katherine: Yours, if you talk of tails: and so farewell.Petruchio: What, with my tongue in your tail? Nay, come again, Good Kate; I am a gentleman.”