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Taming of the Shrew
[I, 2] |
Petruchio |
748 |
Why came I hither but to that intent?
Think you a little din can daunt mine ears?
Have I not in my time heard lions roar?
Have I not heard the sea, puff'd up with winds,
Rage like an angry boar chafed with sweat?
Have I not heard great ordnance in the field,
And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies?
Have I not in a pitched battle heard
Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets' clang?
And do you tell me of a woman's tongue,
That gives not half so great a blow to hear
As will a chestnut in a farmer's fire?
Tush! tush! fear boys with bugs.
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2 |
Taming of the Shrew
[II, 1] |
Petruchio |
973 |
Why, that is nothing; for I tell you, father,
I am as peremptory as she proud-minded;
And where two raging fires meet together,
They do consume the thing that feeds their fury.
Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all.
So I to her, and so she yields to me;
For I am rough, and woo not like a babe.
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3 |
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!
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4 |
Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 1] |
Grumio |
1632 |
A piece of ice. If thou doubt it, thou mayst slide from my
shoulder to my heel with no greater a run but my head and my
neck. A fire, good Curtis.
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5 |
Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 1] |
Grumio |
1636 |
O, ay, Curtis, ay; and therefore fire, fire; cast on no
water.
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6 |
Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 1] |
Grumio |
1643 |
Am I but three inches? Why, thy horn is a foot, and so long
am I at the least. But wilt thou make a fire, or shall I complain
on thee to our mistress, whose hand- she being now at hand- thou
shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow in thy hot
office?
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7 |
Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 1] |
Grumio |
1649 |
A cold world, Curtis, in every office but thine; and
therefore fire. Do thy duty, and have thy duty, for my master and
mistress are almost frozen to death.
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8 |
Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 1] |
Curtis |
1652 |
There's fire ready; and therefore, good Grumio, the news?
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9 |
Taming of the Shrew
[IV, 1] |
Grumio |
1655 |
Why, therefore, fire; for I have caught extreme cold.
Where's the cook? Is supper ready, the house trimm'd, rushes
strew'd, cobwebs swept, the serving-men in their new fustian,
their white stockings, and every officer his wedding-garment on?
Be the jacks fair within, the jills fair without, the carpets
laid, and everything in order?
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10 |
Taming of the Shrew
[V, 2] |
Katherina |
2607 |
They sit conferring by the parlour fire.
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