The Taming of the Shrew
Be patient, gentlemen; I choose her for myself:
If she and I be pleased, what's that to you?
'Tis bargain'd 'twixt us twain, being alone,
That she shall still be curst in company.
I tell you, 'tis incredible to believe
How much she loves me: O, the kindest Kate! (2.1.39)
I promised we would be contributors
And bear his charging of wooing, whatsoe'er.
And so we will, provided that he win her. (1.2.13)
He'll woo a thousand, 'point the day of marriage,
Make feasts, invite friends, and proclaim the banns;
Yet never means to wed where he hath woo'd.
Now must the world point at poor Katharina,
And say, 'Lo, there is mad Petruchio's wife,
If it would please him come and marry he'r Katherine and she feels as though her reputation depends on the way her husband treats her in public. (2.1.1)