| The Taming of the Shrew | 5 |
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| Yea, all my raiment, to my petticoat; |
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| Or what you will command me will I do, |
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| So well I know my duty to my elders. |
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| KATHARINA | Of all thy suitors, here I charge thee, tell |
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| Whom thou lovest best: see thou dissemble not. | 10 |
| BIANCA | Believe me, sister, of all the men alive |
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| I never yet beheld that special face |
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| Which I could fancy more than any other. |
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| KATHARINA | Minion, thou liest. Is't not Hortensio? |
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| BIANCA | If you affect him, sister, here I swear | 15 |
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| I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have |
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| him. |
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| KATHARINA | O then, belike, you fancy riches more: |
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| You will have Gremio to keep you fair. |
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| BIANCA | Is it for him you do envy me so? | 20 |
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| Nay then you jest, and now I well perceive |
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| You have but jested with me all this while: |
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| I prithee, sister Kate, untie my hands. |
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| KATHARINA | If that be jest, then all the rest was so. |
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| Strikes her |
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| Enter BAPTISTA |
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| BAPTISTA | Why, how now, dame! whence grows this insolence? | 25 |
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| Bianca, stand aside. Poor girl! she weeps. |
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| Go ply thy needle; meddle not with her. |
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| For shame, thou helding of a devilish spirit, |
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| Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong thee? |
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| When did she cross thee with a bitter word? | 30 |
| KATHARINA | Her silence flouts me, and I'll be revenged. |
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| Flies after BIANCA |
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| BAPTISTA | What, in my sight? Bianca, get thee in. |
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| Exit BIANCA |
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| KATHARINA | What, will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see |
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| She is your treasure, she must have a husband; |
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| I must dance bare-foot on her wedding day | 35 |
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| And for your love to her lead apes in hell. |
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| Talk not to me: I will go sit and weep |
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| Till I can find occasion of revenge. |
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| Exit |
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| BAPTISTA | Was ever gentleman thus grieved as I? |
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| But who comes here? | 40 |
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Petruchio | Enter ;PETRUCHIO, Good morrow, sir |
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| BAPTISTA | Good morrow |
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| God save you, gentleman! |
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| PETRUCHIO | And you, good sir! Pray, have you not a daughter |
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| Call'd Katharina, fair and virtuous? |
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| BAPTISTA | I have a daughter, sir, called Katharina. | 45 |
| PETRUCHIO | Then tell me, if I get your daughter's love, |
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| What dowry shall I have with her to wife? |
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| BAPTISTA | Whence are you, sir? what may I call your name? |
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| PETRUCHIO | Signior Baptista, my business asketh haste, |
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| And every day I cannot come to woo. | 50 |
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| I am a gentleman of Verona, sir, |
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| That, hearing of her beauty and her wit, |
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| Her affability and bashful modesty, |
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| Her wondrous qualities and mild behavior, |
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| Am bold to show myself a forward guest | 55 |
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| Within your house, to make mine eye the witness |
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| Of that report which I so oft have heard. |
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| Petruchio is my name; Antonio's son, |
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| A man well known throughout all Italy. |
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| BAPTISTA | I know him well: you are welcome for his sake. |
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| PETRUCHIO | Then tell me, if I get your daughter's love, | 65 |
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| What dowry shall I have with her to wife? |
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| BAPTISTA | After my death the one half of my lands, |
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| And in possession twenty thousand crowns. |
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| PETRUCHIO | And, for that dowry, I'll assure her of |
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| Her widowhood, be it that she survive me, |
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| In all my lands and leases whatsoever: |
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| ….all my lands and leases whatsoever: | 75 |
| BAPTISTA | Ay, when the special thing is well obtain'd, |
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| That is, her love; for that is all in all. | 85 |
| PETRUCHIO | Why, that is nothing: for I tell you, father, |
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| I am as peremptory as she proud-minded; |
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| So I to her and so she yields to me; |
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| For I am rough and woo not like a babe. |
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| BAPTISTA | Signior Petruchio, will you go with us, |
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| Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you? | 90 |
| PETRUCHIO | I pray you do. |
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| Exit BAPTISTA |
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| PETRUCHIO | I will attend her here, |
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| And woo her with some spirit when she comes. |
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| Say that she rail; why then I'll tell her plain | 95 |
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| She sings as sweetly as a nightingale: |
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| Say that she frown, I'll say she looks as clear |
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| As morning roses newly wash'd with dew… |
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| But here she comes; and now, Petruchio, speak. |
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| ENTER KATHARINA | 100 |
| PETRUCHIO | Good morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear. |
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| Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing: |
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| KATHARINA | They call me Katharina that do talk of me. |
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| You lie, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kate, |
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| PETRUCHIO | And bonny Kate and sometimes Kate the curst; | 105 |
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| But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom |
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| Kate of Kate Hall, my super-dainty Kate, |
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| For dainties are all Kates, and therefore, Kate, |
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| Take this of me, Kate of my consolation; |
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| Hearing thy mildness praised in every town, | 110 |
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| Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty sounded, |
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| Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs, |
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| Myself am moved to woo thee for my wife. |
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| Moved! in good time: let him that moved you hither |
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| KATHARINA | Remove you hence: I knew you at the first |
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| You were a moveable. |
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| Why, what's a moveable? | 115 |
| PETRUCHIO | A join'd-stool. |
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| KATHARINA | Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me. |
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| PETRUCHIO | Asses are made to bear, and so are you. |
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| KATHARINA | Women are made to bear, and so are you. |
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| PETRUCHIO | No such jade as you, if me you mean. | 120 |
| KATHARINA | Alas! good Kate, I will not burden thee; |
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| PETRUCHIO | For, knowing thee to be but young and light-- |
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| Too light for such a swain as you to catch; |
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| Good Kate; I am a gentleman. |
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| KATHARINA | That I'll try. | 125 |
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| PETRUCHIO | I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again. |
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| PETRUCHIO | Come, come, you wasp; i' faith, you are too angry. |
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| KATHARINA | If I be waspish, best beware my sting. |
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| PETRUCHIO | My remedy is then, to pluck it out. | 130 |
| KATHARINA | Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies, |
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| PETRUCHIO | Who knows not where a wasp does |
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| PETRUCHIO | wear his sting? In his tail. |
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| KATHARINA | In his tongue. |
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| PETRUCHIO | Whose tongue? | 135 |
| KATHARINA | Yours, if you talk of tails: and so farewell. |
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| PETRUCHIO | Thou must be married to no man but me; |
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| For I am he am born to tame you Kate, |
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| And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate |
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| Conformable as other household Kates. | 140 |
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| Here comes your father: never make denial; |
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| I must and will have Katharina to my wife. |
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| Re-enter BAPTISTA |
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| BAPTISTA | Now, Signior Petruchio, how speed you with my daughter? |
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| PETRUCHIO | How but well, sir? how but well? |
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| It were impossible I should speed amiss. | 145 |
| BAPTISTA | Why, how now, daughter Katharina! in your dumps? |
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| KATHARINA | Call you me daughter? now, I promise you |
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| You have show'd a tender fatherly regard, |
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| To wish me wed to one half lunatic; |
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| PETRUCHIO | Father, 'tis thus: yourself and all the world, |
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| That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her: |
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| If she be curst, it is for policy, |
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| And to conclude, we have 'greed so well together, | 155 |
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| That upon Sunday is the wedding-day. |
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