Petruchio. 'Tis bargain between us, when we be alone, That she shall still seemed cursed in company.
I tell you, 'is incredible to believe
How much she loves me. O, the kindest Kate!
She vied upon my neck, and kiss on kiss
That in a twink she won me to her love.
How tame when men and women are alone.
Give me thy hand, Kate: I will unto Venice
to buy apparel 'gainst the wedding day.
Provide the feast, father, and bid the guests.