The Taming of the Shrew

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 1 Scene 1

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GREMIO

55To cart her, rather. She’s too rough for me.—
There, there, Hortensio, will you any wife?

GREMIO

KATHERINE

(to BAPTISTA) I pray you, sir, is it your will
To make a stale of me amongst these mates?

KATHERINE

(to BAPTISTA) May I ask, sir, if it’s your intention to publicly humiliate me, showing me off like a whore in front of these suitors?

HORTENSIO

“Mates,” maid? how mean you that? No mates for you
60Unless you were of gentler, milder mold.

HORTENSIO

We’re not your suitors, that’s for sure! Not until you improve your temper, girl!

KATHERINE

I' faith, sir, you shall never need to fear.
I wis it is not halfway to her heart.
But if it were, doubt not her care should be
To comb your noddle with a three-legged stool
65And paint your face and use you like a fool.

KATHERINE

Don’t worry, I couldn’t care less. The only possible interest I could take in you would be to hit you on the head with a stool, paint your face with blood, and make a fool out of you.

HORTENSIO

From all such devils, good Lord, deliver us!

HORTENSIO

May the good Lord keep me safe from all women like her!

GREMIO

And me too, good Lord!

GREMIO

Me too, Lord!

TRANIO

(aside to LUCENTIO)
Husht, master, here’s some good pastime toward.
70That wench is stark mad or wonderful froward.

TRANIO

(speaking so that only LUCENTIO can hear) Wow! This’ll be fun to watch! This girl is either completely crazy or incredibly willful.

LUCENTIO

(aside to TRANIO) But in the other’s silence do I see
Maid’s mild behavior and sobriety.
Peace, Tranio.

LUCENTIO

(speaking so that only TRANIO can hear) But her sister seems quiet and well behaved, as a young girl should be. Shhh, Tranio.