| Speeches (Lines) for Gremio | ||
| # | Act, Scene, Line (Click to see in context) | Speech text | 
| 1 | To cart her rather. She's too rough for me.
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| 2 | And me, too, good Lord! | |
| 3 | Why will you mew her up,
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| 4 | You may go to the devil's dam; your gifts are so good
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| 5 | What's that, I pray? | |
| 6 | A husband? a devil. | |
| 7 | I say a devil. Think'st thou, Hortensio, though her father
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| 8 | I cannot tell; but I had as lief take her dowry with this
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| 9 | I am agreed; and would I had given him the best horse in
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| 10 | O, very well; I have perus'd the note.
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| 11 | O this learning, what a thing it is! | |
| 12 | And you are well met, Signior Hortensio.
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| 13 | Beloved of me- and that my deeds shall prove. | |
| 14 | So said, so done, is well.
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| 15 | No, say'st me so, friend? What countryman? | |
| 16 | O Sir, such a life with such a wife were strange!
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| 17 | Hortensio, hark:
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| 18 | And so we will- provided that he win her. | |
| 19 | Hark you, sir, you mean not her to- | |
| 20 | No; if without more words you will get you hence. | |
| 21 | But so is not she. | |
| 22 | For this reason, if you'll know,
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| 23 | What, this gentleman will out-talk us all! | |
| 24 | Yea, leave that labour to great Hercules,
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| 25 | Good morrow, neighbour Baptista. | |
| 26 | You are too blunt; go to it orderly. | |
| 27 | Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray,
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| 28 | I doubt it not, sir; but you will curse your wooing.
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| 29 | Hark, Petruchio; she says she'll see thee hang'd first. | |
| 30 | [with TRANIO:] Amen, say we; we will be witnesses. | |
| 31 | Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly? | |
| 32 | No doubt but he hath got a quiet catch.
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| 33 | Youngling, thou canst not love so dear as I. | |
| 34 | But thine doth fry.
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| 35 | First, as you know, my house within the city
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| 36 | Two thousand ducats by the year of land!
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| 37 | Nay, I have off'red all; I have no more;
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| 38 | And may not young men die as well as old? | |
| 39 | Adieu, good neighbour.              Exit BAPTISTA
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| 40 | As willingly as e'er I came from school. | |
| 41 | A bridegroom, say you? 'Tis a groom indeed,
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| 42 | Why, he's a devil, a devil, a very fiend. | |
| 43 | Tut, she's a lamb, a dove, a fool, to him!
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| 44 | Trembled and shook, for why he stamp'd and swore
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| 45 | Let me entreat you. | |
| 46 | Ay, marry, sir, now it begins to work. | |
| 47 | Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing. | |
| 48 | I warrant him, Petruchio is Kated. | |
| 49 | I marvel Cambio comes not all this while. | |
| 50 | They're busy within; you were best knock louder. | |
| 51 | Stay, Officer; he shall not go to prison. | |
| 52 | Take heed, Signior Baptista, lest you be cony-catch'd in
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| 53 | Nay, I dare not swear it. | |
| 54 | Yes, I know thee to be Signior Lucentio. | |
| 55 | Here's packing, with a witness, to deceive us all! | |
| 56 | My cake is dough, but I'll in among the rest;
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| 57 | Believe me, sir, they butt together well. | |
| 58 | Ay, and a kind one too.
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