Taming of the Shrew, [2.1.170-176]. Petruchio. “Say that she rail, why then I’ll tell her plain/ She sings as sweetly as a nightingale,/ Say that she frown, I’ll say she looks as clear/ As 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.”
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