PETRUCHIO. LUCENTIO. VINCENTIO. LUCENTIO. PETRUCHIO. HORTENSIO. LUCENTIO
PETRUCHIO
Why, there's a wench! Come on, and kiss me, Kate.
LUCENTIO
Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt ha't.
VINCENTIO
'Tis a good hearing when children are toward.
LUCENTIO
But a harsh hearing when women are froward.
PETRUCHIO
Come, Kate, we'll to bed. We three are married, but you two are sped.
To LUCENTIO
'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white; And, being a winner, God give you good night!
Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA
HORTENSIO
Now, go thy ways; thou hast tamed a curst shrew.
LUCENTIO
'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tamed so.
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