She's apt to learn, and thankful for good turns.→ Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you? [Exeunt Baptista, Gremio, Tranio, and And woo her with some spirit when she comes. Say, that she frown; I'll say, she looks as clear Enter KATHARINA. Good-morrow, Kate; for that's your name, I hear. Kath. Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing; They call me-Katharine, that do talk of me. Pet. You lie, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kate, And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst; Kate, of Kate Hall, my super dainty Kate, For dainties are all cates: and therefore, Kate, Myself am mov'd to woo thee for my wife. Kath. Mov'd! in good time: let him that mov'd you hither, Remove you hence: I knew you at the first, You were a moveable. Pet. Why, what's a moveable? Kath. A joint-stool 3. Pet. Thou hast hit it: come, sit on me. Kath. Asses are made to bear, and so are you. Pet. Women are made to bear, and so are you. Kath. No such jade, sir, as you, if me you mean. Pet. Alas, good Kate! I will not burden thee: For, knowing thee to be but young and light,— Kath. Too light for such a swain as you to catch; And yet as heavy as my weight should be. Pet. Should be? should buz. Kath. Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. Pet. O, slow-wing'd turtle! shall a buzzard take thee? Kath. Ay, for a turtle! as he takes a buzzard 32. angry. Kath. If I be waspish, best beware my sting. Pet. My remedy is then, to pluck it out. Kath. Ay, if the fool could find it where it lies. Pet. Who knows not where a wasp doth wear his sting; In his tail. Kath. Pet. In his tongue. Whose tongue? Kath. Yours, if you talk of tails; and so farewell. Pet. What, with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again, Good Kate; I am a gentleman. Kath. That I'll try. [Striking him. Pet. I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again. If you strike me, you are no gentleman; Pet. A herald, Kate? O, put me in thy books. Pet. A combless cock, so Kate will be my hen. craven. Pet. Nay, come, Kate, come; you must not look So sour. Kath. It is my fashion, when I see a crab. Pet. Why, here's no crab; and therefore look not Pet. Now, by saint George, I am too young for Pet. Nay, hear you, Kate: in sooth, you 'scape not so. Kath. I chafe you, if I tarry; let me go. Pet. No, not a whit; I find you passing gentle. 'Twas told me, you were rough, and coy, and sullen. And now I find report a very liar; For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous; Nor hast thou pleasure to be cross in talk; O, let me see thee walk: thou dost not halt. Kath. Go, fool, and whom thou keep'st command. Pet. Did ever Dian so become a grove, As Kate this chamber with her princely gait? O, be thou Dian, and let her be Kate; And then let Kate be chaste, and Dian sportful! Kath. Where did you study all this goodly speech? Pet. It is extempore, from my mother-wit. Kath. A witty mother! witless else her son. Kath. Yes; keep you warm 33. Pet. Marry, so I mean, sweet Katharine, in thy bed: And therefore, setting all this chat aside, Thus in plain terms:-Your father hath consented For by this light, whereby I see thy beauty, (Thy beauty, that doth make me like thee well,) Re-enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, and TRANIO. Signior Petruchio: How speed you with My daughter? Pet. How but well, sir? how but well? It were impossible, I should speed amiss. Bap. Why, how now, daughter Katharine? in your dumps? Kath. Call you me, daughter? now, I promise you, You have show'd a tender fatherly regard, |