Baptista Say, Signor Gremio, what can you assure her? Gremio First, as you know, my house within the city Is richly furnishèd with plate and gold, Basins and ewers to lave her dainty hands, My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry. In ivory coffers I have stuff'd my crowns, In cypress chests my arras counterpoints, Costly apparel, tents, and canopies, Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pearl, Valance of Venice gold in needlework, Pewter and brass, and all things that belong To house or housekeeping. Then, at my farm I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail, Six-score fat oxen standing in my stalls, And all things answerable to this portion. Myself am struck in years, I must confess; And if I die tomorrow, this is hers, If, whilst I live, she will be only mine. Read more about Act 2, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: “In cypress chests my arras counterpoints”
Baptista Say, Signor Gremio, what can you assure her? Gremio First, as you know, my house within the city Is richly furnishèd with plate and gold, Basins and ewers to lave her dainty hands, My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry. In ivory coffers I have stuff'd my crowns, In cypress chests my arras counterpoints, Costly apparel, tents, and canopies, Fine linen, Turkey cushions boss'd with pearl, Valance of Venice gold in needlework, Pewter and brass, and all things that belong To house or housekeeping. Then, at my farm I have a hundred milch-kine to the pail, Six-score fat oxen standing in my stalls, And all things answerable to this portion. Myself am struck in years, I must confess; And if I die tomorrow, this is hers, If, whilst I live, she will be only mine. Read more about Act 2, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: “Tyrian tapestry”
Katherina Too light for such a swain as you to catch, And yet as heavy as my weight should be. Petruchio ‘Should be’? Should buzz! Katherina Well ta'en, and like a buzzard. Petruchio O slow-winged turtle, shall a buzzard take thee? Katherina Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard. Read more about Act 2, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: “Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard”
Petruchio [Aside to Grumio] Peace, sirrah! Hortensio [Aside] Grumio, mum! [Coming forward] God save you, Signor Gremio. Gremio (suitor) And you are well met, Signor Hortensio. Trow you I am going? To Baptista Minola. I promised to inquire carefully about a schoolmaster for the fair Bianca, and by good fortune I have lighted well on this young man, for learning and behavior fit for her turn, well read in poetry and other books — good ones, I warrant ye. Hortensio 'Tis well, and I have met a gentleman Hath promised me to help me to another, A fine musician to instruct our mistress. So shall I no whit be behind in duty Read more about Act 1, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: Hortensio’s Plan
Lucentio Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move, And with her breath she did perfume the air. Sacred and sweet was all I saw in her. Tranio [Aside] Nay, then, 'tis time to stir him from his trance. I pray, awake, sir. If you love the maid, Bend thoughts and wits to achieve her. Thus it stands: Her eldest sister is so curst and shrewd That till the father rid his hands of her, Master, your love must live a maid at home; And therefore has he closely mewed her up, Because she will not be annoyed with suitors. Read more about Act 1, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: “love the maid…live a maid”
Page 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 charged, In peril to incur your former malady, That I should yet absent me from your bed. I hope this reason stands for my excuse. Sly Ay, it stands so that I may hardly tarry so long. But I would be loath to fall into my dreams again. I will therefore tarry in despite of the flesh and the blood. Read more about Act Introduction, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: “stands”
Third Servant Or Daphne roaming through a thorny wood Scratching her legs that one shall swear she bleeds, And at that sight shall sad Apollo weep, So workmanly the blood and tears are drawn. Read more about Act Introduction, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: Daphne, Apollo
Lord We'll show thee Io as she was a maid, And how she was beguilèd and surprised, As lively painted as the deed was done. Read more about Act Introduction, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: Io
Second Servant Dost thou love pictures? We will fetch thee straight Adonis painted by a running brook, And Cytherea all in sedges hid, Which seem to move and wanton with her breath, Even as the waving sedges play with wind. Read more about Act Introduction, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: Adonis, Cytherea
