PET. Why, this was moulded on a porringer; A velvet dish; fye, fye! Tis lewd and filthy; Why, tis a cockle or a walnut shell, A knack, a toy, a trick, a babys cap; Away with it, come, let me have a bigger. KATE. Ill have no bigger; this doth fit the time, And gentlewomen wear such caps as these. Shakespeare.Taming of the Shrew, Act IV. Scene 3.