For I am he am born to tame you, Kate; and bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate conformable as other household Kates.
And nature must obey necessity.
Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you?
Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all!
In jest, there is truth.
...and then, in dreaming, / The clouds methought would open and show riches / Ready to drop upon me, that when I waked / I cried to dream again.