Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor, 177 For ’tis the mind that makes the body rich,
PETRUCHIO
Well, come, my Kate, we will unto your father’s, 175
Even in these honest mean habiliments. 176
Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor, 177
For ’tis the mind that makes the body rich, 178
And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, 179
So honor peereth in the meanest habit. 180
What, is the jay more precious than the lark 181
Because his feathers are more beautiful? 182
Or is the adder better than the eel 183
Because his painted skin contents the eye? 184
O no, good Kate. Neither art thou the worse 185
For this poor furniture and mean array. 186
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