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Pet. Why, here's no crab; and therefore look not
Kath. There is, there is.
Pet. What, you mean my face?
Well aim'd of such a young one.
Had I a glass, I would.
Kath. Yet you are wither'd.
'Tis with cares.
I care not. Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth, you 'scape
Kath. I chafe you, if I tarry; let me go.
Pet. No, not a whit; I find you passing gentle.
For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous;
Kath. Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command.
As Kate this chamber with her princely gait?
And then let Kate be chaste, and Dian sportful!
Yes; 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
(Thy beauty, that doth make me like thee well,)
Re-enter Baptista, Gremio, and Tranio.
Signior Petruchio: How speed you with
How but well, sir? how but well? It were impossible, I should speed amiss.
Bap. Why, how now, daughter Katharine? in. your dumps?
Kath. Call you me, daughter? now, I promise you, You have show'd a tender fatherly regard, 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;
If she be curst, it is for policy:
For she's not froward, but modest as the dove;
For patience she will prove a second Grissel;
And to conclude,—we have 'greed so well together,
Kath. I'll see thee hang'd on sunday first.
Gre. Hark, Petruchio! she says, she'll see thee hang'd first.
Tra. Is this your speeding? nay, then, good night our part!
Pet. Be patient, gentlemen; I choose 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: O, the kindest Kate!-
A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew.
Give me thy hand, Kate: I will unto Venice,
Bap. I know not what to say: but give me your hands;
God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match.
Gre. Tra, amen, say we; we will be witnesses. Pet. Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu; I will to Venice, sunday comes apace: We will have rings, and things, and fine array; And kiss me, Kate, we will be married o'sunday.
[Exeunt Petruchio and Katharine, severally. Gre. Was ever match clap'd up so suddenly? Bap. Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's part,
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. But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter;Now is the day we long have looked for; I am your neighbour, and was suitor first.
Tra. And I am one, that love Bianca more Than words can witness, or your thoughts can guess. Gre. Youngling! thou canst not love so dear as I. Tra. Grey-beard! thy love doth freeze. Gre. But thine doth fry. Skipper, stand back; 'tis age, that nourisheth. Tra. But youth, in ladies' eyes that flourisheth. Bap. Content you, gentlemen; I'll compound this
'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?
Gre. First, as you know, my house within the city
Fine linen, Turky cushions boss'd with pearl,
If, whilst I live, she will be only mine.
Tra. That, only, came well in-Sir, list to me,
I am my father's heir, and only son:
If I may have your daughter to my wife,
I'll leave her houses three or four as good,
Old signior Gremio has in Padua;
Gre. Two thousand ducats by the year, of land! My land amounts not to so much in all: