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When I shall ask the banns, and when be married :-
hearing; They call me-Katharine, that do talk of me.
Pet. You lye, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kate, And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst; But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom, Kate of Kate-hall, my super-dainty Kate, For dainties are all cates : and therefore, Kate, Take this of me, Kate of my consolation ;Hearing thy mildness prais’d in every town, Thy virtues spoke of, and thy beauty, founded, (Yet not so deeply as to thee belongs) Myself am mov'd to woo thee for
wife. Kath. Mov'd! in good time : let him that mov'd you
Pet. Why, what's a moveable ?
Pet. Alas, good Kate! I will not burden thee :
Kath. Too light for such a swain as you to catch; And yet as heavy as my weight should be.
y hard ]-coarse.
Pet. Sould be ? should buz.
Pet. Who knows not where a wasp doth wear his sting? In his tail.
Kath. In his tongue.
[She strikes him. Pet. I swear, I'll cuff you,
you strike me, you are no gentleman; And if no gentleman, why, then no arms.
Pet. A herald, Kate ? oh, put me in thy books.
Ay, for a turtle ; as he takes a buzzard.]–He may as well take me for a turtle, as take my buzzard to himself.—and be takes a buzzard he shall find me a hawk, though he may suppose me a turtle. b fe frauen. ]-a daftardly vanquilh'd cock.
Pet. What, you mean my face?
you. Kath. Yet you are wither'd. Pet. 'Tis with cares. Kath. I care not. Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate : in sooth, you 'scape not so. Kath. I chafe
if I tarry; let me go. Pét. No, not a whit; I find you passing gentle. 'Twas told me, you were rough, and coy, and sullen, And now I find report a very liar ; For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous, But now in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers : Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look a kance, Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will ; Nor haft thou pleasure to be cross in talk; But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers, With gentle conference, soft, and affable. Why doth the world report, that Kate doth limp? Oh Nanderous world! Kate, like the hazle-twig, Is strait, and fender; and as brown in hue As hazle nuts, and sweeter than the kernels. O, let me see thee walk : thou doft not halt.
Kath. Go, fool; and whom thou keep'ft, command.
Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove,
Kath. Where did you study all this goodly speech ?
I will marry you.
Kath. Yes, to keep you warm.
Pet. Marry, so I mean, sweet Katharine, in thy bed : And therefore, setting all this chat aside, Thus in plain terms :-Your father hath consented That
you shall be my wife ; your dowry 'greed on; And, will
you, nill you,
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daughter? Pet. How but well, sir ? how but well ? It were impossible, I should speed amiss. Bap. Why, how now, daughter Katharine ? in your
Pet. Father, 'tis thus,—yourself and all the world,
• Yes, to keep you warm.] >You have just as much sense as an ideot, who, we see, « blankets his loins." will you, nill you,]-whether you will, or no.
For she's not froward, but modest as the dove ;
Kath. I'll see thee hang'd on sunday first.
first. Tra. Is this your speeding ? nay, then, good night our
Pet. Be patient, gentlemen ; I chuse her for myself ; If she and I be pleas’d, what's that to you? 'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone, That she shall still be curst in company. I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe How much she loves me : Oh, the kindest Kate ! She hung about my neck; and kiss on kiss She' vy’d so fast, protesting oath on oath, That in a twink she won me to her love. Oh, you are novices ! 8 'tis a world to see, How tame, when men and women are alone, Ahmeacock wretch can make the curstelt Ihrew. Give me thy hand, Kate : I will unto Venice, To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day :Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests ; I will be sure, my Katharine shall be fine.
Bap. I know not what to say: but give me your hands; God send you joy, Petruchio! ’ris a match.
Gre. Tra. Amen, say we; we will be witnesses.
Pet. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu i I will to Venice, sunday conies apace :
vy'd]-stak'd down, bragg'd, set against mine. 5'ris a world-'tis amazing.