Taming of the Shrew

HORTENSIO


For both our sakes, I would that word were true.
 
PETRUCHIO


Now, for my life, Hortensio fears his widow.
 
PETRUCHIO


You are very sensible, and yet you miss my sense:
I mean, Hortensio is afeard of you.
 
HORTENSIO


My widow says, thus she conceives her tale.
 
PETRUCHIO


Very well mended. Kiss him for that, good widow.
 
KATHARINA


'He that is giddy thinks the world turns round:'
I pray you, tell me what you meant by that.
 
Widow


Your husband, being troubled with a shrew,
Measures my husband's sorrow by his woe:
And now you know my meaning,
 
PETRUCHIO


A hundred marks, my Kate does put her down.
 
PETRUCHIO


Spoke like an officer; ha' to thee, lad!

Drinks to HORTENSIO
 
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