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Taming of the Shrew
[Prologue, 1] |
First Huntsman |
22 |
Why, Belman is as good as he, my lord;
He cried upon it at the merest loss,
And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent;
Trust me, I take him for the better dog.
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2 |
Taming of the Shrew
[Prologue, 1] |
First Huntsman |
43 |
Believe me, lord, I think he cannot choose.
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3 |
Taming of the Shrew
[Prologue, 1] |
Lord |
45 |
Even as a flatt'ring dream or worthless fancy.
Then take him up, and manage well the jest:
Carry him gently to my fairest chamber,
And hang it round with all my wanton pictures;
Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters,
And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sweet;
Procure me music ready when he wakes,
To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound;
And if he chance to speak, be ready straight,
And with a low submissive reverence
Say 'What is it your honour will command?'
Let one attend him with a silver basin
Full of rose-water and bestrew'd with flowers;
Another bear the ewer, the third a diaper,
And say 'Will't please your lordship cool your hands?'
Some one be ready with a costly suit,
And ask him what apparel he will wear;
Another tell him of his hounds and horse,
And that his lady mourns at his disease;
Persuade him that he hath been lunatic,
And, when he says he is, say that he dreams,
For he is nothing but a mighty lord.
This do, and do it kindly, gentle sirs;
It will be pastime passing excellent,
If it be husbanded with modesty.
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4 |
Taming of the Shrew
[Prologue, 1] |
Lord |
88 |
Do you intend to stay with me to-night?
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5 |
Taming of the Shrew
[Prologue, 1] |
Lord |
96 |
'Tis very true; thou didst it excellent.
Well, you are come to me in happy time,
The rather for I have some sport in hand
Wherein your cunning can assist me much.
There is a lord will hear you play to-night;
But I am doubtful of your modesties,
Lest, over-eying of his odd behaviour,
For yet his honour never heard a play,
You break into some merry passion
And so offend him; for I tell you, sirs,
If you should smile, he grows impatient.
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6 |
Taming of the Shrew
[Prologue, 2] |
Christopher Sly |
152 |
I am Christophero Sly; call not me 'honour' nor 'lordship.' I
ne'er drank sack in my life; and if you give me any conserves,
give me conserves of beef. Ne'er ask me what raiment I'll wear,
for I have no more doublets than backs, no more stockings than
legs, nor no more shoes than feet- nay, sometime more feet than
shoes, or such shoes as my toes look through the overleather.
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7 |
Taming of the Shrew
[Prologue, 2] |
Christopher Sly |
162 |
What, would you make me mad? Am not I Christopher Sly, old
Sly's son of Burton Heath; by birth a pedlar, by education a
cardmaker, by transmutation a bear-herd, and now by present
profession a tinker? Ask Marian Hacket, the fat ale-wife of
Wincot, if she know me not; if she say I am not fourteen pence on
the score for sheer ale, score me up for the lying'st knave in
Christendom. What! I am not bestraught. [Taking a pot of ale]
Here's-
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Taming of the Shrew
[Prologue, 2] |
Christopher Sly |
250 |
Are you my wife, and will not call me husband?
My men should call me 'lord'; I am your goodman.
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9 |
Taming of the Shrew
[Prologue, 2] |
Page |
260 |
Ay, and the time seems thirty unto me,
Being all this time abandon'd from your bed.
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10 |
Taming of the Shrew
[Prologue, 2] |
Christopher Sly |
262 |
'Tis much. Servants, leave me and her alone.
[Exeunt SERVANTS]
Madam, undress you, and come now to bed.
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Taming of the Shrew
[Prologue, 2] |
Page |
265 |
Thrice noble lord, let me entreat of you
To pardon me yet for a night or two;
Or, if not so, until the sun be set.
For your physicians have expressly charg'd,
In peril to incur your former malady,
That I should yet absent me from your bed.
I hope this reason stands for my excuse.
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Taming of the Shrew
[I, 1] |
Lucentio |
294 |
Tranio, since for the great desire I had
To see fair Padua, nursery of arts,
I am arriv'd for fruitful Lombardy,
The pleasant garden of great Italy,
And by my father's love and leave am arm'd
With his good will and thy good company,
My trusty servant well approv'd in all,
Here let us breathe, and haply institute
A course of learning and ingenious studies.
Pisa, renowned for grave citizens,
Gave me my being and my father first,
A merchant of great traffic through the world,
Vincentio, come of the Bentivolii;
Vincentio's son, brought up in Florence,
It shall become to serve all hopes conceiv'd,
To deck his fortune with his virtuous deeds.
And therefore, Tranio, for the time I study,
Virtue and that part of philosophy
Will I apply that treats of happiness
By virtue specially to be achiev'd.
Tell me thy mind; for I have Pisa left
And am to Padua come as he that leaves
A shallow plash to plunge him in the deep,
And with satiety seeks to quench his thirst.
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13 |
Taming of the Shrew
[I, 1] |
Baptista Minola |
344 |
Gentlemen, importune me no farther,
For how I firmly am resolv'd you know;
That is, not to bestow my youngest daughter
Before I have a husband for the elder.
If either of you both love Katherina,
Because I know you well and love you well,
Leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure.
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14 |
Taming of the Shrew
[I, 1] |
Gremio |
351 |
To cart her rather. She's too rough for me.
There, there, Hortensio, will you any wife?
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15 |
Taming of the Shrew
[I, 1] |
Katherina |
353 |
[To BAPTISTA] I pray you, sir, is it your will
To make a stale of me amongst these mates?
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Taming of the Shrew
[I, 1] |
Gremio |
363 |
And me, too, good Lord!
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Taming of the Shrew
[I, 1] |
Tranio |
437 |
I pray, sir, tell me, is it possible
That love should of a sudden take such hold?
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Taming of the Shrew
[I, 1] |
Lucentio |
439 |
O Tranio, till I found it to be true,
I never thought it possible or likely.
But see! while idly I stood looking on,
I found the effect of love in idleness;
And now in plainness do confess to thee,
That art to me as secret and as dear
As Anna to the Queen of Carthage was-
Tranio, I burn, I pine, I perish, Tranio,
If I achieve not this young modest girl.
Counsel me, Tranio, for I know thou canst;
Assist me, Tranio, for I know thou wilt.
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Taming of the Shrew
[I, 1] |
Lucentio |
483 |
Tell me thine first.
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Taming of the Shrew
[I, 1] |
Tranio |
504 |
So had you need. [They exchange habits]
In brief, sir, sith it your pleasure is,
And I am tied to be obedient-
For so your father charg'd me at our parting:
'Be serviceable to my son' quoth he,
Although I think 'twas in another sense-
I am content to be Lucentio,
Because so well I love Lucentio.
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