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At Christmas I no more desire a rose
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;

      — Love's Labour's Lost, Act I Scene 1

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1

Taming of the Shrew
[I, 2]

Gremio

725

Beloved of me- and that my deeds shall prove.

2

Taming of the Shrew
[I, 2]

Grumio

726

And that his bags shall prove.

3

Taming of the Shrew
[I, 2]

Lucentio

802

Sir, give him head; I know he'll prove a jade.

4

Taming of the Shrew
[II, 1]

Baptista Minola

988

What, will my daughter prove a good musician?

5

Taming of the Shrew
[II, 1]

Hortensio

989

I think she'll sooner prove a soldier:
Iron may hold with her, but never lutes.

6

Taming of the Shrew
[II, 1]

Petruchio

1141

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;
She is not hot, but temperate as the morn;
For patience she will prove a second Grissel,
And Roman Lucrece for her chastity.
And, to conclude, we have 'greed so well together
That upon Sunday is the wedding-day.

7

Taming of the Shrew
[III, 2]

Katherina

1573

Nay, then,
Do what thou canst, I will not go to-day;
No, nor to-morrow, not till I please myself.
The door is open, sir; there lies your way;
You may be jogging whiles your boots are green;
For me, I'll not be gone till I please myself.
'Tis like you'll prove a jolly surly groom
That take it on you at the first so roundly.

8

Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 2]

Bianca

1834

And may you prove, sir, master of your art!

9

Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 2]

Lucentio

1835

While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my heart.

10

Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 3]

Grumio

2106

Error i' th' bill, sir; error i' th' bill! I commanded the
sleeves should be cut out, and sew'd up again; and that I'll
prove upon thee, though thy little finger be armed in a thimble.

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