And therefore, setting all this chat aside, Thus in plain terms: your father hath consented That you shall be my wife; your dowry 'greed on;And, Will you, nill you, I will marry you.
Now, Kate, I am a husband for your turn;
For, by this light, whereby I see thy beauty, Thy beauty, that doth make me like thee well, Thou must be married to no man but me;For I am he am born to tame you Kate, And bring you from a wild Kate to a Kate Conformable as other household Kates.
Here comes your father: never make denial;I must and will have Katharina to my wife.
Re-enter BAPTISTA, GREMIO, and TRANIO BAPTISTA Now, Signior Petruchio, how speed you with my daughter? PETRUCHIO How but well, sir? how but well?
It were impossible I should speed amiss.BAPTISTA Why, how now, daughter Katharina! in your dumps? KATHARINA Call you me daughter? now, I promise you You have show'd a tender fatherly regard, To wish me wed to one half lunatic;A mad-cup ruffian and a swearing Jack, That thinks with oaths to face the matter out.PETRUCHIO Father, 'tis thus: yourself and all the world, That talk'd of her, have talk'd amiss of her:
If she be curst, it is for policy, For she's not froward, but modest as the dove;She is not hot, but temperate as the morn;For patience she will prove a second Grissel, And Roman Lucrece for her chastity:
And to conclude, we have 'greed so well together, That upon Sunday is the wedding-day.KATHARINA I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first.GREMIO Hark, Petruchio; she says she'll see thee hang'd first.TRANIO Is this your speeding? nay, then, good night our part! PETRUCHIO Be patient, gentlemen; I choose her for myself:
If she and I be pleased, what's that to you?
'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone, That she shall still be curst in company.
I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe How much she loves me: O, the kindest Kate!
She hung about my neck; and kiss on kiss She vied so fast, protesting oath on oath, That in a twink she won me to her love.
O, you are novices! 'tis a world to see, How tame, when men and women are alone, A meacock wretch can make the curstest shrew.
Give me thy hand, Kate: I will unto Venice, To buy apparel 'gainst the wedding-day.
Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests;I will be sure my Katharina shall be fine.BAPTISTA I know not what to say: but give me your hands;God send you joy, Petruchio! 'tis a match.GREMIO TRANIO Amen, say we: we will be witnesses.PETRUCHIO Father, and wife, and gentlemen, adieu;I will to Venice; Sunday comes apace:
We will have rings and things and fine array;And kiss me, Kate, we will be married o'Sunday.
Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA severally GREMIO Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly? BAPTISTA Faith, gentlemen, now I play a merchant's part, And venture madly on a desperate mart.TRANIO 'Twas a commodity lay fretting by you:
'Twill bring you gain, or perish on the seas.BAPTISTA The gain I seek is, quiet in the match.GREMIO No doubt but he hath got a quiet catch.
But now, Baptists, to your younger daughter:
Now is the day we long have looked for:
