Taming of the Shrew: pick your pony Rivera and roule. Shakespeare 1 st Period. Standards.
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Taming of the Shrew:pick your ponyRivera and roule
Shakespeare 1st Period
Taming of the Shrew:SexismRivera and roule
Shakespeare 1st Period
TRANIO(aside to LUCENTIO)
Husht, master, here’s some good pastime toward. That wench is stark mad or wonderful froward.
LUCENTIO(aside to TRANIO)
But in the other’s silence do I see Maid’s mild behavior and sobriety.
Nay, look you, sir, he tells you flatly what his mind is. Why, give him gold enough and marry him to a puppet or an aglet-baby, or an old trot with ne'er a tooth in her head, though she have as many diseases as two-and-fifty horses. Why, nothing comes amiss, so money comes withal.
I pray you, sir, let him go while the humor lasts. O' my word, an she knew him as well as I do, she would think scolding would do little good upon him. She may perhaps call him half a score knaves or so. Why, that’s nothing; an he begin once, he’ll rail in his rope tricks. I’ll tell you what sir: an she stand him but a little, he will throw a figure in her face and so disfigure her with it that she shall have no more eyes to see withal than a cat. You know him not, sir.
Ay, when the special thing is well obtained,
That is, her love, for that is all in all.
Why, that is nothing. For I tell you, father,
I am as peremptory as she proud-minded;
And where two raging fires meet together,
They do consume the thing that feeds their fury.
Ay, to the proof, as mountains are for winds,
That shakes not, though they blow perpetually.
Yes, I intend to keep myself warm, sweet Katherine—in your bed… I swear by this light, which shows me your beauty—the beauty that makes me love you—that you must be married to no man but me. I’m the man who was born to tame you and change you from a wildcat Kate into a Kate as gentle and domestic as other household Kates.
Be patient, gentlemen. I choose her for myself.
If she and I be pleased, what’s that to you?
'Tisbargained ’twixt us twain, being alone,
That she shall still be curst in company…
O, you are novices! 'Tis a world to see,
How tame, when men and women are alone,
A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew.