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Kath. Yet you are wither'd,
Pet. 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 slow in speech, yet sweet as spring-time flowers : Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance, Nor bite the lip, as angry wenches will;
25% Nor hast 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 slanderous world! Kate, like the hazle-twig, Is straight, and stender; and as brown in hue As hazle nuts, and sweeter than the kernels. O, let me see thee walk: thou dost not halt.
260 Kath. Go, fool, and whom thou keep’st command.
Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove,
Kath. Where did you study all this goodly speech ?
Kath. Yes ; keep you warm.
270 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, I will marry you. Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn; For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty (Thy beauty, that doth make me like theç well), Thou must be married to no man but me : For I am he am born to tame you, Kate;
286 And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate Conformable, as other household Kates. Here comes your father ; never make denial, I must and will have Katharine to my wife.
Re-enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, and TRANIO. Bap. Now, signior Petruchio ; how speed you with
my daughter ? Pet. How but well, sir? how but well ? It were impossible, I should speed amiss. Bap. Why, how now, daughter Katharinei in
your dumps ? Kath. Call you me, daughter? now, I promise you, You have shew'd a tender fatherly regard, 299 To wish me wed to one half lunatick; A mad-cap ruffian, and a swearing Jack, That thinks with oaths to face the matter out. Pet. Father 'tis thus-yourself and all the world,
That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her;
300 And to conclude-we have 'greed so well together, That upon Sunday is the wedding-day.
Kath. I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first.
our part 1 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
310 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 to oath, That in a twink she won me to her love. Oh, you are novices ! 'tis a world to see, How tame, when men and women are alone, A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew.. Give me thy hand, Kate: I will unto Venice, To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day:Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests ; 820 I will be sure, my Katharine shall be fine. Bap. I know not what to say : but give me your hands; F
God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match.
Gre. Tra. Amen, say we; we will be witnesses.
Pet. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu ;
[Exit Petruchio, and KATHARINE severally. Gre. Was ever match clap'd up so suddenly? Bap. Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's part.
330 And venture madly on a desperate mart.
Tra. 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you ; 'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas.
Bap. The gain I seek is-quiet in the match.
Gre. No doubt, but he hath got a quiet catch.
339 Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess.
Gre. Youngling! thou canst not love so dear as I.
Gre. But thine doth fry.
Tra. But youth, in ladies' eyes that flourisheth.
this strife : 'Tis deeds, must win the prize; and he, of both, That can assure my daughter greatest dower, Shall have Bianca's love.
Say, Signior Gremio, what can you assure her ? 350
Tra. That, only, came well in---Sir, list to me;
Gré. Two thousand ducats by the year of land ! My land amounts not to so much in all :