Speeches (Lines) for Curtis in "The Taming of the Shrew"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 IV / 1
  • Who is that calls so coldly?
  • Who is that calls so coldly?
  • Grumio. Fie, fie on all tired jades, on all mad masters, and all
    foul ways! Was ever man so beaten? Was ever man so ray'd? Was
    ever man so weary? I am sent before to make a fire, and they are
    coming after to warm them. Now were not I a little pot and soon
    hot, my very lips might freeze to my teeth, my tongue to the roof
    of my mouth, my heart in my belly, ere I should come by a fire to
    thaw me. But I with blowing the fire shall warm myself; for,
    considering the weather, a taller man than I will take cold.
    Holla, ho! Curtis!

    Curtis. Who is that calls so coldly?

2 IV / 1
  • Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio?
  • Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio?
  • Grumio. A piece of ice. If thou doubt it, thou mayst slide from my
    shoulder to my heel with no greater a run but my head and my
    neck. A fire, good Curtis.

    Curtis. Is my master and his wife coming, Grumio?

3 IV / 1
  • Is she so hot a shrew as she's reported?
  • Is she so hot a shrew as she's reported?
  • Grumio. O, ay, Curtis, ay; and therefore fire, fire; cast on no
    water.

    Curtis. Is she so hot a shrew as she's reported?

4 IV / 1
  • Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast.
  • Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast.
  • Grumio. She was, good Curtis, before this frost; but thou know'st
    winter tames man, woman, and beast; for it hath tam'd my old
    master, and my new mistress, and myself, fellow Curtis.

    Curtis. Away, you three-inch fool! I am no beast.

5 IV / 1
  • I prithee, good Grumio, tell me how goes the world?
  • I prithee, good Grumio, tell me how goes the world?
  • Grumio. Am I but three inches? Why, thy horn is a foot, and so long
    am I at the least. But wilt thou make a fire, or shall I complain
    on thee to our mistress, whose hand- she being now at hand- thou
    shalt soon feel, to thy cold comfort, for being slow in thy hot
    office?

    Curtis. I prithee, good Grumio, tell me how goes the world?

6 IV / 1
  • There's fire ready; and therefore, good Grumio, the news?
  • There's fire ready; and therefore, good Grumio, the news?
  • Grumio. A cold world, Curtis, in every office but thine; and
    therefore fire. Do thy duty, and have thy duty, for my master and
    mistress are almost frozen to death.

    Curtis. There's fire ready; and therefore, good Grumio, the news?

7 IV / 1
  • Come, you are so full of cony-catching!
  • Come, you are so full of cony-catching!
  • Grumio. Why, 'Jack boy! ho, boy!' and as much news as thou wilt.

    Curtis. Come, you are so full of cony-catching!

8 IV / 1
  • All ready; and therefore, I pray thee, news.
  • All ready; and therefore, I pray thee, news.
  • Grumio. Why, therefore, fire; for I have caught extreme cold.
    Where's the cook? Is supper ready, the house trimm'd, rushes
    strew'd, cobwebs swept, the serving-men in their new fustian,
    their white stockings, and every officer his wedding-garment on?
    Be the jacks fair within, the jills fair without, the carpets
    laid, and everything in order?

    Curtis. All ready; and therefore, I pray thee, news.

9 IV / 1
  • How?
  • How?
  • Grumio. First know my horse is tired; my master and mistress fall'n
    out.

    Curtis. How?

10 IV / 1
  • Let's ha't, good Grumio.
  • Let's ha't, good Grumio.
  • Grumio. Out of their saddles into the dirt; and thereby hangs a
    tale.

    Curtis. Let's ha't, good Grumio.

11 IV / 1
  • Here.
  • Here.
  • Grumio. Lend thine ear.

    Curtis. Here.

12 IV / 1
  • This 'tis to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.
  • This 'tis to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.
  • Grumio. There. [Striking him]

    Curtis. This 'tis to feel a tale, not to hear a tale.

13 IV / 1
  • Both of one horse?
  • Both of one horse?
  • Grumio. And therefore 'tis call'd a sensible tale; and this cuff
    was but to knock at your car and beseech list'ning. Now I begin:
    Imprimis, we came down a foul hill, my master riding behind my
    mistress-

    Curtis. Both of one horse?

14 IV / 1
  • Why, a horse.
  • Why, a horse.
  • Grumio. What's that to thee?

    Curtis. Why, a horse.

15 IV / 1
  • By this reck'ning he is more shrew than she.
  • By this reck'ning he is more shrew than she.
  • Grumio. Tell thou the tale. But hadst thou not cross'd me, thou
    shouldst have heard how her horse fell and she under her horse;
    thou shouldst have heard in how miry a place, how she was
    bemoil'd, how he left her with the horse upon her, how he beat me
    because her horse stumbled, how she waded through the dirt to
    pluck him off me, how he swore, how she pray'd that never pray'd
    before, how I cried, how the horses ran away, how her bridle was
    burst, how I lost my crupper- with many things of worthy memory,
    which now shall die in oblivion, and thou return unexperienc'd to
    thy grave.

    Curtis. By this reck'ning he is more shrew than she.

16 IV / 1
  • They are.
  • They are.
  • Grumio. Ay, and that thou and the proudest of you all shall find
    when he comes home. But what talk I of this? Call forth
    Nathaniel, Joseph, Nicholas, Philip, Walter, Sugarsop, and the
    rest; let their heads be sleekly comb'd, their blue coats brush'd
    and their garters of an indifferent knit; let them curtsy with
    their left legs, and not presume to touch a hair of my mastcr's
    horse-tail till they kiss their hands. Are they all ready?

    Curtis. They are.

17 IV / 1
  • Do you hear, ho? You must meet my master, to countenance my
    mistress.
  • Do you hear, ho? You must meet my master, to countenance my
    mistress.
  • Grumio. Call them forth.

    Curtis. Do you hear, ho? You must meet my master, to countenance my
    mistress.

18 IV / 1
  • Who knows not that?
  • Who knows not that?
  • Grumio. Why, she hath a face of her own.

    Curtis. Who knows not that?

19 IV / 1
  • I call them forth to credit her.
  • I call them forth to credit her.
  • Grumio. Thou, it seems, that calls for company to countenance her.

    Curtis. I call them forth to credit her.

20 IV / 1
  • In her chamber. Making a sermon of continency to her,
    And rails, and swears,...
  • In her chamber. Making a sermon of continency to her,
    And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul,
    Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak.
    And sits as one new risen from a dream.
    Away, away! for he is coming hither. Exeunt
  • Grumio. Where is he?

    Curtis. In her chamber. Making a sermon of continency to her,
    And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul,
    Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak.
    And sits as one new risen from a dream.
    Away, away! for he is coming hither. Exeunt

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