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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.

Kath.

I’ll see thee hang’d on Sunday first.

Gre.

Hark, Petruchio, she says she’ll see thee hang’d first.

Tra.

Is this your speeding? Nay then good night our part!

Pet.

Be patient, gentlemen, I choose her for myself.

If she and I be pleas’d, 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,