Speeches (Lines) for Katherina
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[To BAPTISTA] I pray you, sir, is it your will
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I' faith, sir, you shall never need to fear;
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A pretty peat! it is best
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Why, and I trust I may go too, may I not?
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Of all thy suitors here I charge thee tell
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Minion, thou liest. Is't not Hortensio? |
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O then, belike, you fancy riches more:
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[Strikes her] If that be jest, then an the rest was so. |
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Her silence flouts me, and I'll be reveng'd. |
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What, will you not suffer me? Nay, now I see
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Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing:
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Mov'd! in good time! Let him that mov'd you hither
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A join'd-stool. |
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Asses are made to bear, and so are you. |
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No such jade as you, if me you mean. |
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Too light for such a swain as you to catch;
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Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. |
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Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard. |
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If I be waspish, best beware my sting. |
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Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies. |
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In his tongue. |
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Yours, if you talk of tales; and so farewell. |
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That I'll try. [She strikes him] |
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So may you lose your arms.
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What is your crest- a coxcomb? |
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No cock of mine: you crow too like a craven. |
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It is my fashion, when I see a crab. |
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There is, there is. |
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Had I a glass I would. |
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Well aim'd of such a young one. |
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Yet you are wither'd. |
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I care not. |
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33 |
I chafe you, if I tarry; let me go. |
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34 |
Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command. |
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35 |
Where did you study all this goodly speech? |
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36 |
A witty mother! witless else her son. |
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Yes, keep you warm. |
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38 |
Call you me daughter? Now I promise you
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39 |
I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first. |
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40 |
No shame but mine; I must, forsooth, be forc'd
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Would Katherine had never seen him though! |
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Let me entreat you. |
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Are you content to stay? |
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Now, if you love me, stay. |
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Nay, then,
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I will be angry; what hast thou to do?
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Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner.
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Patience, I pray you; 'twas a fault unwilling. |
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I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet;
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50 |
The more my wrong, the more his spite appears.
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'Tis passing good; I prithee let me have it. |
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52 |
I like it well; good Grumio, fetch it me. |
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A dish that I do love to feed upon. |
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54 |
Why then the beef, and let the mustard rest. |
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Then both, or one, or anything thou wilt. |
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Go, get thee gone, thou false deluding slave,
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Faith, as cold as can be. |
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I pray you, let it stand. |
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I thank you, sir. |
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I'll have no bigger; this doth fit the time,
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Why, sir, I trust I may have leave to speak;
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Love me or love me not, I like the cap;
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I never saw a better fashion'd gown,
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I dare assure you, sir, 'tis almost two,
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The moon? The sun! It is not moonlight now. |
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I know it is the sun that shines so bright. |
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Forward, I pray, since we have come so far,
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I know it is the moon. |
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Then, God be bless'd, it is the blessed sun;
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Young budding virgin, fair and fresh and sweet,
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Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes,
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Husband, let's follow to see the end of this ado. |
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What, in the midst of the street? |
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No, sir; God forbid; but asham'd to kiss. |
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Nay, I will give thee a kiss; now pray thee, love, stay. |
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Mistress, how mean you that? |
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77 |
'He that is giddy thinks the world turns round.'
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A very mean meaning. |
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And I am mean, indeed, respecting you. |
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What is your sir, that you send for me? |
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They sit conferring by the parlour fire. |
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Fie, fie! unknit that threatening unkind brow,
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