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Cost me an hundred crowns since fupper-time.

Bian. The more fool you for laying on my duty.

Pet. Catharine, I charge thee, tell these headstrong women, What duty they owe to their lords and husbands.

Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will have no telling.
Pet. 'Come on, I fay; and first begin with her.
Wid. She shall not.
Pet. I say, she shall; and first begin with her.

Cath. Fie, fie! unknit that threat'ning unkind brow,
And dart not scornful glances from those eyes,
To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governour.
It blots thy beauty, as frosts bite the meads;
Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair buds,
And in no senfe is meet, or amiable.
A woman mov’d is like a fountain troubled,
Muddy, ill-feeming, thick, bereft of beauty;
And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty
Will deign to fip, or touch a drop of it.
Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee,
And for thy maintenance : commits his body
To painful labour, both by sea and land;
To watch the night in storins, the day in cold,
While thou lieft warm at home, secure and safe ;
And craves no other tribute at thy hands,
But love, fair looks, and true obedience;
Too little payment for so great a debt.
Such duty as the subject owes the prince,
Even such a woman oweth to her husband :
And, when she’s froward, peevish, fullen, four,
And not obedient to his honest will,
What is she but a foul contending rebel,
And graceless traitor to her loving lord ?
I am alham'd that women are so simple,
To offer war where they should knecl for peace;
Or seek for rule, supreinacy, and sway,
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When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.
Why are our bodies soft, and weak, and smooth,
Unapt to toil and trouble in the world,
But that our soft conditions, and our hearts,
Should well agree with our external parts ?
Come, come, you're froward and unable worms;
My mind hath been as big as one of yours,

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My heart as great; my reason, haply, more,
To bandy word for word, and frown for frown:
But now, I see, our launces are but straws;
Our strength is weak, our weakness past compare,
That seeming to be most, which we indeed least are."
Enter two Servants bearing Sly in his own apparel, and leave him

on the stage. Then enter a Tapster.
Sly. [awaking.] Sim, give's some more wine what ! all the
players gone ? am not I a lord?

Tap. A lord, with a murrain! come, art thou drunk still?

Sly. Who's this ? tapster! o, I have had the bravest dream that ever thou heard's in all thy life.

Tap. Yea, marry; but thou hadf best get thee home, for your wife will course you for dreaming here all night.

Sly. Will she? I know how to tame a shrew. I dream'd upon it all this night, and thou hast wak'd me out of the best dream that ever I had. But I'll to my wife, and tame her too, if she anger me.

: --- indeed least are.
Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot,
And place your hands below your husband's foot:
In token of which duty, if he please,
My hand is ready, may it do him ease.

Pet. Why, there's a wench! come on, and kiss me, Kate.
Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad, for thou shalt ha't.
Vin. 'Tis a good hearing when children are toward.
Luc. But a harsh hearing when women are froward.

Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed;
We two are married, but you two are sped.
'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white,
And, being a winner, god give you good night!

Hor. Now go thy ways, thou haft tam'd a curst shrew.
Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, the will be tam'd so.

[Exe. Petruchio and Cath.

[Exeunt.

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