a wench! Come on, and kiss me, Kate. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt ha't. 'Tis a good hearing when children are toward. But a harsh hearing when women are froward. Come, Kate, we'll to bed. We three are married, but you two are sped. 'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white; And, being a winner, God give you good night! Now, go thy ways; thou hast tamed a curst shrew. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tamed so.