DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Was there ever any man thus beaten out of season,
When in the why and the wherefore is neither rhyme
nor reason?
Well, sir, I thank you.
ANTIPHOLUS
OF SYRACUSE Thank me, sir, for what?
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Marry, sir, for this something that you gave me for nothing.
ANTIPHOLUS
OF SYRACUSE I'll make you amends next, to give you nothing for
something. But say, sir, is it dinner-time?
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE No, sir; I think the meat wants that I have.
ANTIPHOLUS
OF SYRACUSE In good time, sir; what's that?
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Basting.
ANTIPHOLUS
OF SYRACUSE Well, sir, then 'twill be dry.
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE If it be, sir, I pray you, eat none of it.
ANTIPHOLUS
OF SYRACUSE Your reason?
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Lest it make you choleric and purchase me another
dry basting.
ANTIPHOLUS
OF SYRACUSE Well, sir, learn to jest in good time: there's a
time for all things.
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE I durst have denied that, before you were so choleric.
ANTIPHOLUS
OF SYRACUSE By what rule, sir?
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE Marry, sir, by a rule as plain as the plain bald
pate of father Time himself.
ANTIPHOLUS
OF SYRACUSE Let's hear it.
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE There's no time for a man to recover his hair that
grows bald by nature.
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