1 Patience, good Katherine, and Baptista too.
2 Never make denial; I must and will have Katherine to my wife.
3 What you will have it nam'd, even that it is, And so it shall be so for Katherine.
4 Katherine, that cap of yours becomes you not: Off with that bauble, throw it underfoot.
5 Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests; I will be sure my Katherine shall be fine.
6 Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing: They call me Katherine that do talk of me.
7 Katherine, I charge thee, tell these headstrong women What duty they do owe their lords and husbands.
8 Y'are welcome, sir, and he for your good sake; But for my daughter Katherine, this I know, She is not for your turn, the more my grief.
9 Here is a gentleman whom by chance I met, Upon agreement from us to his liking, Will undertake to woo curst Katherine; Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please.
10 On Sunday next, you know, My daughter Katherine is to be married; Now, on the Sunday following, shall Bianca Be bride to you, if you make this assurance; If not, to Signior Gremio.
11 Marry, so I mean, sweet Katherine, in thy bed; 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.'