Speeches (Lines) for Second Huntsman
in "Taming of the Shrew"
Total: 2

1

Prologue,1,33

Lord. What's here? One dead, or drunk?
See, doth he breathe?

Second Huntsman. He breathes, my lord. Were he not warm'd with ale,
This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly.

2

Prologue,1,44

First Huntsman. Believe me, lord, I think he cannot choose.

Second Huntsman. It would seem strange unto him when he wak'd.