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There are a sort of men whose visages
Do cream and mantle like a standing pond.

      — The Merchant of Venice, Act I Scene 1

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1

Taming of the Shrew
[I, 2]

Hortensio

710

Grumio, mum! [Coming forward]
God save you, Signior Gremio!

2

Taming of the Shrew
[II, 1]

Baptista Minola

925

A thousand thanks, Signior Gremio. Welcome, good Cambio.
[To TRANIO] But, gentle sir, methinks you walk like a stranger.
May I be so bold to know the cause of your coming?

3

Taming of the Shrew
[III, 2]

Biondello

1397

Why, is it not news to hear of Petruchio's coming?

4

Taming of the Shrew
[III, 2]

Biondello

1401

He is coming.

5

Taming of the Shrew
[III, 2]

Tranio

1513

And is the bride and bridegroom coming home?

6

Taming of the Shrew
[III, 2]

Gremio

1529

Trembled and shook, for why he stamp'd and swore
As if the vicar meant to cozen him.
But after many ceremonies done
He calls for wine: 'A health!' quoth he, as if
He had been abroad, carousing to his mates
After a storm; quaff'd off the muscadel,
And threw the sops all in the sexton's face,
Having no other reason
But that his beard grew thin and hungerly
And seem'd to ask him sops as he was drinking.
This done, he took the bride about the neck,
And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous smack
That at the parting all the church did echo.
And I, seeing this, came thence for very shame;
And after me, I know, the rout is coming.
Such a mad marriage never was before.
Hark, hark! I hear the minstrels play. [Music plays]
Enter PETRUCHIO, KATHERINA, BIANCA, BAPTISTA, HORTENSIO, GRUMIO, and train

7

Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 1]

Grumio

1621

Fie, fie on all tired jades, on all mad masters, and all
foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? Was ever man so ray'd? Was
ever man so weary? I am sent before to make a fire, and they are
coming after to warm them. Now were not I a little pot and soon
hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the roof
of my mouth, my heart in my belly, ere I should come by a fire to
thaw me. But I with blowing the fire shall warm myself; for,
considering the weather, a taller man than I will take cold.
Holla, ho! Curtis!

8

Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 1]

Curtis

1635

Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio?

9

Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 1]

Curtis

1793

In her chamber. Making a sermon of continency to her,
And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul,
Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak.
And sits as one new risen from a dream.
Away, away! for he is coming hither. Exeunt

10

Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 2]

Biondello

1888

O master, master I have watch'd so long
That I am dog-weary; but at last I spied
An ancient angel coming down the hill
Will serve the turn.

11

Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 5]

Petruchio

2291

Well, forward, forward! thus the bowl should run,
And not unluckily against the bias.
But, soft! Company is coming here.
[Enter VINCENTIO]
[To VINCENTIO] Good-morrow, gentle mistress; where away?-
Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too,
Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?
Such war of white and red within her cheeks!
What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty
As those two eyes become that heavenly face?
Fair lovely maid, once more good day to thee.
Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake.

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