Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 0 (shillings, tom, guts, mutton, wares, dan…). Matches are highlighted.
Or a commodity, or what you will. Marry my lord 'tis called The taming of a shrew: 'Tis a good lesson for us my lord, for us y are married men Oh brave, sirrah Tom, we must play before A foolish Lord, come lets go make us ready, Go get a dishclout to make clean your shoes, And I'll speak for the properties, My Lord, we must
A foolish Lord, come lets go make us ready, Go get a dishclout to make clean your shoes, And I'll speak for the properties, My Lord, we must Have a shoulder of mutton for a property, And a little vinegar to make our Devil roar. I warrant you master and you take my council. Who I, it better for you by five mark And you could tell
trusty message of his master, Even on the very forehead on thee, thou abusious Villain, therefore prepare thy self. Oh supernodicall foul? well I'll take your two shillings but I'll bar striking at legs. Here here take your two shillings again I'll see thee hanged ere I'll fight with thee, I got a broken shin the other day, 'Tis not,
Mistress gown. I thats true. Thats a lie master, I said two trunk sleeves. Master if ever I said lose bodies gown, Sew me in a seam and beat me to death, With a bottom of brown thread. I say the note lies in his throat and thou too, And thou sayest it. Dost thou hear Taylor, thou hast braved Many men: brave not me. Thou'st fast
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Marry my lord you may have a Tragical Or a commodity, or what you will. Marry my lord 'tis called The taming of a shrew: 'Tis a good lesson for us my lord, for us y are married men Oh brave, sirrah Tom, we must play before A foolish Lord, come lets go make us ready, Go get a dishclout to make clean your shoes, And I'll speak for the properties, My Lord, we must Have a shoulder of mutton for a property, And a little vinegar to make our Devil roar. I warrant you master and you take my council. Who I, it better for you by five mark And you could tell how to do it as well as I. I faith sir, my masters going to this gear now. Sander, I faith your a beast, I cry God heartily Mercy, my hearts ready to run out of my belly with Laughing, I stood behind the door all this while, And herd what you said to his. You spoke Like and ass to her, I'll tell you what, And I had been there to have wood his, and had this Cloak on that you have, chud have had her before she Had gone a foot further, and you talk of Woodcocks with her, and I cannot tell you what. I marry it more by hap then any good cunning I hope sheele make you one of the head men of the parish shortly. I warrant you Master fear not me For doing of my business. Now hang him that has not a livery coat To slash it out and swash it out amongst the proudest On them. Why look you now I'll scarce put up Plain Sander now at any of their hands, for and any Body have any thing to do with my master, straight They come crouching upon me, I beseech you good M. Sander speak a good word for me, and then am I so Stout and takes it upon me, & stands upon my pantoflles To them out of all cry, why I have a life Like a giant Now, but that my master hath such a pestilent mind To a woman now a late, and I have a pretty wench To my sister, and I had thought to have preferred my Master to her, and that would have been a good Deal in my way but that he's sped already. Souns, friend well met. I hold my life he sees Not my masters livery coat, Plain friend hop of my thum, know you who we are. The slave is sorry for his fault, now we cannot be Angry, well whats the matter that you would do with us. I and thou be'st not blind thou mayest see, Ecce signum, here. I, it may be, & you tell us from whence you come. Do you serve him, and whats your name? Cake and pie, Oh my teeth waters to have a piece of thee. Eat thee, who would not eat Cake and pie? Nay thou must first tell me where thy master is, For I have good news for him, I can tell thee. Marry sir my master sends you word That you must come to his wedding to morrow. Faith I, you think he stands as long about it as you do. Marry he's gone to our house in the Country, To make all things in a readiness against my new Mistress comes thither, but heel come again to morrow. Boy; o disgrace to my person, souns boy Of your face, you have many boys with such Pickadeuantes I am sure, souns would you Not have a bloody nose for this? The pie? I you have more mind of your belly Then to go see what your master does. Why you may take it and the devil burst You with it, one cannot save a bit after supper, But you are always ready to munch it up. Oh brave, I would I had eat no meat this week, For I have never a corner left in my belly To put a venison pasty in, I think I shall burst my self With eating, for I'll so cram me down the tarts And the marchpaines, out of all cry. Let my master alone with his for that, for Heel make his tame well enough ere long I warent thee For he's such a churl waxed now of late that and he be Never so little angry he thums me out of all cry, But in my mind sirrah the youngest is a very Pretty wench, and if I thought thy master would Not have his Idem have a fling at his My self, I'll see soon whither 'twill be a match Or no: and it will not I'll set the matter Hard for my self I warrant thee. O, cruel judgement, nay then sirrah, My tongue shall talk no more to you, marry my Timber shall tell the trusty message of his master, Even on the very forehead on thee, thou abusious Villain, therefore prepare thy self. Oh supernodicall foul? well I'll take your two shillings but I'll bar striking at legs. Here here take your two shillings again I'll see thee hanged ere I'll fight with thee, I got a broken shin the other day, 'Tis not, whole yet and therefore I'll not fight Come come why should we fallen out? Which horse, your curtal? The ostler will not let me have him, you owe ten pence For his meat, and 6 pence for stuffing my mistress saddle. Shall I give them another peck of lavender. I pray you master lets stay till dinner be done. Come sirs provide all things as fast as you can, For my Master's hard at hand and my new Mistress And all, and he sent me before to see all things ready. I and that thou shalt find I can tell thee and thou Dost not please her well, why my Master Has such a do with his as it passes and he's even Like a madman. Why I'll tell you what: when they should Go to church to be married he puts on and old Jerkin and a pair of canvas breeches down to the Small of his leg and a read cap on his head and he Looks as thou wilt burst thy self with laffing When thou seest him: he's ene as good as a Fool for me: and then when they should go to dinner He made me Saddle the horse and away he came. And never tarried for dinner and therefore you had best Get supper ready against they come, for They be hard at hand I am sure by this time. Now, adsum, sir. I forsooth. I hurt his foot for the nonce man. Come Mistress. I marry mistress but you know my master Has given me a charge that you must eat nothing, But that which he himself gives you. You say true indeed: why look you Mistress, What say you to a peese of beeffe and mustard now? I, I could help you to some but that I doubt the mustard is too choleric for you, But what say you to a sheeps head and garlic? I but the garlic I doubt will make your breath stink, and then my Master will course me for letting You eat it: But what say you to a fat Capon? Nay byr'lady then 'tis too deer for us, we must Not meddle with the Kings meat. Sounes are you so light fingerd with a murrin, I'll keep you fasting for it this two days. Here comes my Master now he'll course you. Yes sir I'll Carry it hence: Master let her Have none for she can fight as hungry as she is. Master the haberdasher has brought my Mistress home her cap here. Here is the Taylor too with my Mistress gown. I thats true. Thats a lie master, I said two trunk sleeves. Master if ever I said lose bodies gown, Sew me in a seam and beat me to death, With a bottom of brown thread. I say the note lies in his throat and thou too, And thou sayest it. Dost thou hear Taylor, thou hast braved Many men: brave not me. Thou'st fast many men. Face not me I'll neither be fast nor braved At thy hands I can tell thee. Souns: villain not for thy life touch it not, Souns, take up my mistress gown to his Masters use? I have a deeper conceit in it then you think for, take up my Mistress gown To his masters use? I will sir I warrant you,
Plot summary
Plot — The Taming of a Shrew
Forcibly ejected from an alehouse, Sly is sleeping off his drunkenness when he is found by a lord, who brings him home and tricks him into thinking himself a nobleman. A play is performed for him: The Taming of a Shrew. In the play, Aurelius of Sestos, newly arrived in Athens, falls in love with Philema; his friend Polidor already loves her sister, Emelia. To pursue his love, Aurelius pretends to be a wealthy merchant’s son and has his man Valeria assume his aristocratic identity. However, the girls’ father Alfonso has decreed that his eldest daughter Kate, a shrewish scold, must be married before them. The two wooers decide to persuade Ferando to marry Kate, but Alfonso has already promised him six thousand crowns to undertake the same task He and Kate meet unchaperoned, and they wrangle, but the marriage is arranged for the following Sunday; Kate seems outwardly unwilling but consents in an aside. Ferando goes to prepare his country house. Valeria is sent to teach Kate the lute, but she behaves aggressively. On the wedding day Ferando arrives in base clothes and forces Kate to leave with him immediately after the ceremony. When they arrive in the country, he claims that the dinner is burnt, and beats his servants. She is kept hungry, and denied her choice of clothing. Aurelius has Philotus pose as his father to persuade Alfonso that he is wealthy enough to marry Philema. He and Polidor are married to Kate’s younger sisters. Kate and Ferando visit them, after Kate submits to Ferando’s will. On the way, they meet the Duke of Sestos (who has come to Athens in disguise to spy on his son), and mock him. The Duke exposes Aurelio’s pretence and proposes to have those involved sent to prison, but Sly intervenes in the performance to prevent this. The three new husbands bet on whose wife will come when called. Ferando wins, and Kate explains to her sisters their duty as wives. Sly falls asleep during the performance. The lord puts him back where he was found. He returns home intending to tame his own wife.