1 My master is grown quarrelsome.
2 Farewell, sweet masters, both: I must be gone.
3 First, know my horse is tired; my master and mistress fallen out.
4 Your worship is deceiv'd: the gown is made Just as my master had direction.
5 I know she is an irksome brawling scold; If that be all, masters, I hear no harm.
6 Good master, take it not unkindly, pray, That I have been thus pleasant with you both.
7 Do thy duty, and have thy duty, for my master and mistress are almost frozen to death.
8 Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor fret; I will be master of what is mine own.
9 I must believe my master; else, I promise you, I should be arguing still upon that doubt; But let it rest.
10 Ay, mistress; and Petruchio is the master, That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long, To tame a shrew and charm her chattering tongue.
11 We'll over-reach the greybeard, Gremio, The narrow-prying father, Minola, The quaint musician, amorous Licio; All for my master's sake, Lucentio.
12 Mi perdonato, gentle master mine; I am in all affected as yourself; Glad that you thus continue your resolve To suck the sweets of sweet philosophy.
13 She was, good Curtis, before this frost; but thou knowest winter tames man, woman, and beast; for it hath tamed my old master, and my new mistress, and myself, fellow Curtis.
14 Only, good master, while we do admire This virtue and this moral discipline, Let's be no stoics nor no stocks, I pray; Or so devote to Aristotle's checks As Ovid be an outcast quite abjur'd.
15 But, sirrah, not for my sake but your master's, I advise You use your manners discreetly in all kind of companies: When I am alone, why, then I am Tranio; But in all places else your master, Lucentio.
16 Tis in my head to do my master good: I see no reason but suppos'd Lucentio Must get a father, call'd suppos'd Vincentio; And that's a wonder: fathers commonly Do get their children; but in this case of wooing A child shall get a sire, if I fail not of my cunning.
17 We have not yet been seen in any house, Nor can we be distinguish'd by our faces For man or master: then it follows thus: Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead, Keep house and port and servants, as I should; I will some other be; some Florentine, Some Neapolitan, or meaner man of Pisa.
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