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To wish me wed to one half lunatic,
A madcap ruffian and a swearing Jack,
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Who thinks with oaths to face the matter out.
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Signor Petruchio,
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how speed you with your wooing?
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How but well, sir? How but well?
It were impossible I should speed amiss.
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In sooth, you scape not so.
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I chafe you, if I tarry. Let me go.
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'Twas told me you were rough,
and coy, and sullen,
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And now I find report a very liar;
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For thou art pleasant, gamesome,
passing courteous,
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And slow in speech,
but sweet as spring-time flowers.
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Where did you study all this goodly speech?
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It is extempore, from my mother-wit.
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A witty mother, with a witless son.
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Am I not wise?
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Enough to keep you warm.
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Marry, so I mean to warm me in thy bed.
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And will you, nill you, I will marry you.
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Why does the world report that Kate doth limp?
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O slanderous world!
Kate like the hazel-tree is straight and slender,
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and brown in hue as hazel-nuts
and sweeter than the kernels.