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Come , madam wife , sit by my side , and let the world slip ; we shall ne ' er be
younger . [ They sit down . ACT I . SCENE I . Padua . A public Place . Enter
LUCENTIO and TRANIO . Luc . Tranio , since — for the great desire I had To see
fair ...
Come , madam wife , sit by my side , and let the world slip ; we shall ne ' er be
younger . [ They sit down . ACT I . SCENE I . Padua . A public Place . Enter
LUCENTIO and TRANIO . Luc . Tranio , since — for the great desire I had To see
fair ...
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Here comes the rogue . — Sirrah , where have you been ? Bion . Where have I
been ? ... Sirrah , come hither ; ' tis no time to jest , And therefore frame your
manners to the time . Your fellow Tranio here , to save my life , Puts my apparel
and my ...
Here comes the rogue . — Sirrah , where have you been ? Bion . Where have I
been ? ... Sirrah , come hither ; ' tis no time to jest , And therefore frame your
manners to the time . Your fellow Tranio here , to save my life , Puts my apparel
and my ...
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... I should knock you here , sir ? " Pet . Villain , I say , knock me at this gate , And
rap me well , or I ' ll knock your knave ' s pate . Gru . My master is grown
quarrelsome . I should knock you first , And then I know after who comes by the
worst .
... I should knock you here , sir ? " Pet . Villain , I say , knock me at this gate , And
rap me well , or I ' ll knock your knave ' s pate . Gru . My master is grown
quarrelsome . I should knock you first , And then I know after who comes by the
worst .
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And come you now with — knocking at the gate ? Pet . Sirrah , be gone , or talk
not , I advise you . Hor . ... Petruchio , shall I then come roundly to thee , And wish
thee to a shrewd ill - favored wife ? Thou ' dst thank me but a little for my counsel
...
And come you now with — knocking at the gate ? Pet . Sirrah , be gone , or talk
not , I advise you . Hor . ... Petruchio , shall I then come roundly to thee , And wish
thee to a shrewd ill - favored wife ? Thou ' dst thank me but a little for my counsel
...
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But here she comes ; and now , Petruchio , speak . Kate dainties are Kate of my
in every toounded , Kate dainties me , Koss praise hy beauties . ) Enter
KATHARINA . Good - morrow , Kate ; for that ' s your name , I hear . Kath . Well
have you ...
But here she comes ; and now , Petruchio , speak . Kate dainties are Kate of my
in every toounded , Kate dainties me , Koss praise hy beauties . ) Enter
KATHARINA . Good - morrow , Kate ; for that ' s your name , I hear . Kath . Well
have you ...
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Page 213 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest ; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing : It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the...
Page 250 - Will cheer me ever, or disseat me now. I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old age, As honor, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud, but deep, mouth-honor, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not.