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158. Affliction is enamour'd of thy parts, And thou art

wedded to calamity.

A. 3. S. 3. Friar. 159. Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy. A. 3. S. 3. Friar. 160. I would the fool were married to her grave!

A. 3. S. 5. Lady Capulet. 161. Thank me no thankings, nor proud me no prouds. A. 3. S. 5. Lady Capulet.

162. Venus smiles not in a house of tears.

163. What must be, shall be.

A. 4. S. I. Paris.
A. 4. S. I. Juliet.

164. Marry, sir, 'tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own

fingers.

A. 4. S. 2. 2d Servant. 165. Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time; But I will watch you from such watching now. A. 4. S. 4. Lady Capulet.

166. O, an you will have me live, play-heart's-ease.

A. 4. S. 5. Peter. 167. My heart is full of woe: O, play me some merry dump, to comfort me.

A. 4. S. 5. Peter. 168. I will dry-beat you with an iron wit, and put up my

iron dagger.

A. 4. S. 5. Peter.

169. Come, we'll in here; tarry for the mourners, and

stay dinner.

170. My poverty, but not my will, consents.

A. 4. S. 6. 2d Musician.

A. 5. S. 1. Apothecary.

171. O me! this sight of death is as a bell, That warns my

old age to a sepulchre.

A. 5. S. 3. Lady Capulet.

Taming of the Shrew.

172. Look in the chronicles, we came in with Richard

Conqueror.

A. I. S. I. Sly. 173. Sit by my side, And let the world slip; we shall

ne'er be younger.

Induction. s. 2. Sly.

A. I. S. I Gremio.

174. Our cake's dough on both sides.
175. There's small choice in rotten apples.

A. I. S. I. Hortensio.

176. He that runs fastest gets the ring.

A. I. S. 1. Hortensio.

177. Two-and-thirty,—a pip out.

A. I. S. 2. Grumio.

178. Nothing comes amiss, so money comes withal.

179. O this woodcock! what an ass it is!

A. I. S. 2. Grumio.

A. I. S. 2. Grumio.

180. So said, so done, is well.

A. I. S. 2. Gremio.

and drink as friends.

181. If you have a stomach, to 't o' God's name.

182. Sir, give him head; I know, he'll prove a jade.

A. I. S. 2. Lucentio.

A. I. S. 2. Tranio.

183. As adversaries do in law,-Strive mightily, but eat

A. I. S. 2. Gremio.

184. Where two raging fires meet together, They do con

sume the thing that feeds their fury.

A. 2. S. I. Petrucio. 185. Ay (arm'd), to the proof; as mountains are for winds, That shake not, though they blow perpetually.

A. 2. S. I. Petrucio.

186. Iron may hold with her, but never lutes.

A. 2. S. I. Hortensio.

187. Kate of Kate-Hall, my super-dainty Kate.

A. 2. S. 1. Petrucio.

188. Asses are made to bear, and so are you.

A. 2. S. 1. Katharina.

189. Will you, nill you, I will marry you.

A. 2. S. 1. Petrucio.

190. May not young men die, as well as old?

A. 2. S. I. Gremio.

191. Your father were a fool To give thee all, and, in his waning age, Set foot under thy table.

A. 2. S. I. Gremio.

192. I am not so nice, To change true rules for odd in

ventions.

193. Woo'd in haste, and means to wed at leisure.

A. 3. S. 1. Bianca.

A. 3. S. 2. Katharina.

A. 3. S. 2. Baptista.

194. Such an injury would vex a saint.

195. Master, master! news, old news, and such news as

you never heard of!

196. To me she's married, not unto my clothes.

A. 3. S. 2. Biondello.

A. 3. S. 2. Petrucio.

197. The oats have eaten the horses. A. 3. S. 2. Grumio.

198. Considering the weather, a taller man than I will

take cold.

199. Winter tames man, woman, and beast.

A. 4. S. I. Grumio.

A. 4. S. I. Grumio.

200. Do thy duty, and have thy duty.

A. 4. S. I. Grumio.

A. 4. S. I. Curtis.

201. Come, you are so full of coney-catching.

202. Out of their saddles into the dirt and thereby

hangs a tale.

A. 4. S. I. Grumio.

203. 'Tis to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.

204. He kills her in her own humour.

A. 4. S. I. Curtis.

205. As much as an apple doth an oyster.

A. 4. S. I. Peter.

A. 4. S. 2. Biondello.

206. Love me, or love me not, I like the cap.

A. 4. S. 3. Katharina.

207. Beat me to death with a bottom of brown thread.

A. 4. S. 3. Grumio.

208. Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor.

A. 4. S. 3. Petrucio.

209. Pitchers have ears, and I have many servants.

A. 4. S. 4. Baptista.

210. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone.

A. 4. S. 4. Tranio.

211. 'A will make the man mad, to make a woman of

him.

212. Better once than never, for never too late.

A. 4. S. 5. Hortensio.

A. 5. S. 1. Petrucio.

213. Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat.

A. 5. S. 2. Petrucio.

214. He that is giddy thinks the world turns round.

A. 5. S. 2. Widow.

215. A good swift simile, but something currish.

A. 5. S. 2. Petrucio.

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