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1

Taming of the Shrew
[Prologue, 2]

Page

265

Thrice noble lord, let me entreat of you
To pardon me yet for a night or two;
Or, if not so, until the sun be set.
For your physicians have expressly charg'd,
In peril to incur your former malady,
That I should yet absent me from your bed.
I hope this reason stands for my excuse.

2

Taming of the Shrew
[III, 2]

Petruchio

1553

I must away to-day before night come.
Make it no wonder; if you knew my business,
You would entreat me rather go than stay.
And, honest company, I thank you all
That have beheld me give away myself
To this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife.
Dine with my father, drink a health to me.
For I must hence; and farewell to you all.

3

Taming of the Shrew
[III, 2]

Tranio

1561

Let us entreat you stay till after dinner.

4

Taming of the Shrew
[III, 2]

Gremio

1563

Let me entreat you.

5

Taming of the Shrew
[III, 2]

Katherina

1565

Let me entreat you.

6

Taming of the Shrew
[III, 2]

Petruchio

1568

I am content you shall entreat me stay;
But yet not stay, entreat me how you can.

7

Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 2]

Tranio

1858

And here I take the like unfeigned oath,
Never to marry with her though she would entreat;
Fie on her! See how beastly she doth court him!

8

Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 3]

Katherina

1958

The more my wrong, the more his spite appears.
What, did he marry me to famish me?
Beggars that come unto my father's door
Upon entreaty have a present alms;
If not, elsewhere they meet with charity;
But I, who never knew how to entreat,
Nor never needed that I should entreat,
Am starv'd for meat, giddy for lack of sleep;
With oaths kept waking, and with brawling fed;
And that which spites me more than all these wants-
He does it under name of perfect love;
As who should say, if I should sleep or eat,
'Twere deadly sickness or else present death.
I prithee go and get me some repast;
I care not what, so it be wholesome food.

9

Taming of the Shrew
[V, 2]

Hortensio

2585

Sirrah Biondello, go and entreat my wife
To come to me forthwith. Exit BIONDELLO

10

Taming of the Shrew
[V, 2]

Petruchio

2587

O, ho! entreat her!
Nay, then she must needs come.