Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bap. That Katherine and Petruchio should be married,
Bap. And yet we heare not of our sonne in Law:
Bap. What will be said, what mockery will it be?
Bap. To want the Bride‑groome when the Priest attends
Bap. To speake the ceremoniall rites of marriage?
Bap. What saies Lucentio to this shame of ours?
Bap. No
Bap. The Taming of the Shrew.
Kate. Kate.
Kate. No shame but mine, I must forsooth be forst
Kate. To giue my hand oppos'd against my heart
Kate. Vnto a mad‑braine rudesby, full of spleene,
Kate. Who woo'd in haste, and meanes to wed at leysure:
Kate. I told you I, he was a franticke foole,
Kate. Hiding his bitter iests in blunt behauiour,
Kate. And to be noted for a merry man;
Kate. Hee'll wooe a thousand, point the day of marriage,
Kate. Make friends, inuite, and proclaime the banes,
Kate. Yet neuer meanes to wed where he hath woo'd:
Kate. Now must the world point at poore Katherine,