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- ’ll attend her here, /And woo her with some spirit when she comes. /Say that she rail, / why then I’ll tell her plainShe sings as sweetly as a nightingale: /Say that she frown, / I’ll say she looks as clearAs morning roses newly wash’d with dew: /Say she be mute and will not speak a word, /Then I’ll commend her volubility, /And say she uttereth piercing eloquence. /If she do bid me pack, / I’ll give her thanks,As though she bid me stay by her a week: /If she deny to wed, / I’ll crave the dayWhen I shall ask the banns, / and when be married. /But here she comes, / and now, Petruchio, speak. /
- I’ll attend her here, /And woo her with some spirit when she comes. /Say that she rail, / why then I’ll tell her plainShe sings as sweetly as a nightingale: /Say that she frown, / I’ll say she looks as clearAs morning roses newly wash’d with dew: /Say she be mute and will not speak a word, /Then I’ll commend her volubility, /And say she uttereth piercing eloquence. /If she do bid me pack, / I’ll give her thanks,As though she bid me stay by her a week: /If she deny to wed, / I’ll crave the dayWhen I shall ask the banns, / and when be married. /But here she comes, / and now, Petruchio, speak. /
- good sooth, even thus. therefore, ha dine with words. to me she's married, not unto my clothes
- but sir to love and concerneth us to add, his father's liking which to praying a pass.
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