Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1590-1604] (Annals) comedy · Pembroke's Men unassigned nearest T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 485 words
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Minion thou liest: Is't not Hortensio? If you affect him sister, here I swear I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him. Oh then belike you fancy riches more, You will have Gremio to keep you fair. Is it for him you do envy me so? Nay then you jest, and now I well perceive You have but jested with me all this while: I prithee sister Kate, untie my hands. If that be jest, than all the rest was so. Why how now Dame, whence grows this insolence? Bianca stand aside, poor girl she weeps: Go ply thy Needle, meddle not with her. For shame thou Hilding of a devilish spirit, Why dost thou wrong her, that did ne'er wrong thee? When did she cross thee with a bitter word? Her silence flouts me, and I'll be revenged. What in my sight? Bianca get thee in. What will you not suffer me: Nay now I see She is your treasure, she must have a husband, I must dance barefoot on her wedding day, And for your love to her, lead Apes in hell. Talk not to me, I will go sit and weep, Till I can find occasion of revenge. Was ever Gentleman thus grieved as I? But who comes here. Good morrow neighbour Baptista. Good morrow neighbour Gremio: God save you Gentlemen. And you good sir: pray have you not a daughter, called Katerina, fair and virtuous. I have a daughter sir, called Katerina. You are too blunt, go to it orderly. You wrong me signior Gremio, give me leave. I am a Gentleman of Verona sir, That hearing of her beauty, and her wit, Her affability and bashful modesty: Her wondrous qualities, and mild behaviour, Am bold to show myself a forward guest Within your house, to make mine eye the witness Of that report, which I so oft have heard, And for an entrance to my entertainment, I do present you with a man of mine Cunning in Music, and the Mathematics, To instruct her fully in those sciences, Whereof I know she is not ignorant, Accept of him, or else you do me wrong, His name is Litio, borne in Mantua. YE are welcome sir, and he for your good sake. But for my daughter Katerine, this I know, She is not for your turn, the more my grief. I see you do not mean to part with her, Or else you like not of my company. Mistake me not, I speak but as I find, Whence are you sir? What may I call your name. Petruchio is my name, Antonio's son, A man well known throughout all Italy. I know him well: you are welcome for his sake. Saving your tale Petruchio, I pray let us that are poor petitioners speak too? Bacare, you are marvellous forward. Oh, Pardon me signior Gremio, I would fain be doing.
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Minion thou lyeſt: Is't not Hortenſio? If you affect him ſiſter, heere I ſweare Ile pleade for you my ſelfe, but you ſhal haue him. Oh then belike you fancie riches more, You wil haue Gremio to keepe you faire. Is it for him you do enuie me ſo? Nay then you ieſt, and now I wel perceiue You haue but ieſted with me all this while: I prethee ſiſter Kate, vntie my hands. If that be ieſt, then all the reſt was ſo. Why how now Dame, whence growes this inſolence? Bianca ſtand aſide, poore gyrle ſhe weepes: Go ply thy Needle, meddle not with her. For ſhame thou Hilding of a diuelliſh ſpirit, Why doſt thou wrong her, that did nere wrong thee? When did ſhe croſſe thee with a bitter word? Her ſilence flouts me, and Ile be reueng'd. What in my ſight? Bianca get thee in. What will you not ſuffer me: Nay now I ſee She is your treaſure, ſhe muſt haue a husband, I muſt dance bare-foot on her wedding day, And for your loue to her, leade Apes in hell. Talke not to me, I will go ſit and weepe, Till I can finde occaſion of reuenge. Was euer Gentleman thus greeu'd as I? But who comes heere. Good morrow neighbour Baptiſta. Good morrow neighbour Gremio: God ſaue you Gentlemen. And you good ſir: pray haue you not a daughter, cal'd Katerina, faire and vertuous. I haue a daughter ſir, cal'd Katerina. You are too blunt, go to it orderly. You wrong me ſignior Gremio, giue me leaue. I am a Gentleman of Verona ſir, That hearing of her beautie, and her wit, Her affability and baſhfull modeſtie: Her wondrous qualities, and milde behauiour, Am bold to ſhew my ſelfe a forward gueſt Within your houſe, to make mine eye the witneſſe Of that report, which I ſo oft haue heard, And for an entrance to my entertainment, I do preſent you with a man of mine Cunning in Muſicke, and the Mathematickes, To inſtruct her fully in thoſe ſciences, Whereof I know ſhe is not ignorant, Accept of him, or elſe you do me wrong, His name is Litio, borne in Mantua. Y' are welcome ſir, and he for your good ſake. But for my daughter Katerine, this I know, She is not for your turne, the more my greefe. I ſee you do not meane to part with her, Or elſe you like not of my companie. Miſtake me not, I ſpeake but as I finde, Whence are you ſir? What may I call your name. Petruchio is my name, Antonio's ſonne, A man well knowne throughout all Italy. I know him well: you are welcome for his ſake. Sauing your tale Petruchio, I pray let vs that are poore petitioners ſpeake too? Bacare, you are meruaylous forward. Oh, Pardon me ſignior Gremio, I would faine be doing.